Page 88 of Knot Your Sunshine
He presses his mouth against me through fabric, and I whimper.
That breaks their control. Noa turns my head, crushing his mouth to mine while his hands slip under my top. Keanu's fingers slide beneath my shorts, finding me already soaked. Josh keeps kissing through cotton, the pressure maddening.
"Bed?" Keanu suggests breathlessly.
"No," a high pitched whine leaves me, making all three alphas perk up. "Please, don't break this moment."
"Your wish is our command, Queen." Keanu's thumb circles against my clit, making me arch.
"Lose the clothes," I order, my omega confidence surging. "All of them. Now."
They scramble to obey and I shimmy out of my own clothes, the desperation having us all shaking.
"Come here," I breathe.
Josh and Keanu move between my legs together, and when their tongues alternate on my clit, Josh's precise focus followed by Keanu's hungrier strokes, I cry out.
Noa kneels by my head, and I take him into my mouth, his groan vibrating through the room as I swirl my tongue around him.
"God, Mia," he breathes, one hand gentle in my hair, the other caressing my breast.
Josh and Keanu work in perfect tandem below, building me higher with every stroke.
"I need to be inside you," Josh gasps.
"Yes," I moan. "God, yes."
Josh slides in slowly while Keanu moves up my body. "Can I—" He positions himself over my chest.
I nod eagerly, pressing my breasts together for him. He slides between them with a broken groan.
"You're so beautiful," Josh breathes, finding a rhythm that has me seeing stars.
Noa’s grip tightens in my hair as I take him deeper, a moan vibrating in my throat when Josh slams that perfect angle inside me. Keanu’s breath turns ragged, his thrusts growing more desperate with every second.
"Mia," Josh groans, hips stuttering. "I'm going to—"
"Don't stop," I beg, pulling away from Noa just long enough to speak. "Please don't stop."
His thumb finds my clit, and I shatter, my orgasm triggering theirs. Josh ravages me with a few more slams before pulsing inside me with a groan people could probably hear in the whole bay. Keanu comes across my chest with a broken moan, and Noa follows immediately, finishing in my mouth.
We collapse in a sweaty, satisfied heap. Noa, I think, pulls blankets over us. Limbs tangle until I can't tell where I end and where they begin.
"Best pajama party ever," I mumble against warm skin, Josh's chest, I think, though with everyone pressed together, I'm not sure.
"Agreed," Keanu says from somewhere near my hip.
"We should do this more often." Noa says, pressing a kiss to my shoulder.
"Watch Mean Girls?" I ask drowsily.
"Sure," Josh says, and I feel his smile against my hair. "Let's go with that."
Thunder rumbles and the yacht rocks gently. Three heartbeats sync with mine as exhaustion pulls me under, feeling safe, warm… and exactly where I belong.
* * *
I shift carefully, trying not to wake the tangle of limbs around me. Josh mumbles something in his sleep, arm tightening around my waist. Keanu's got one leg thrown over both of mine. Noa's breathing is steady against my neck. They're all out, apparently blessed with genes that let them sleep through constant motion.
