Page 69 of The Twelve Knots of Christmas
“You’re so beautiful perched on my dick and full of my cum.” I gathered her hair in my hands and brushed it back from her flushed face. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” she replied in that sexy breathy voice of hers.
Jasper rose to kneel and moved to kiss our Omega’s swollen lips. “What a good morning show, but don’t think you’re done yet, sweetheart.”
Mariska sat up, straddling me. Her pussy still twitched around my knot, and I groaned. She pulled Jasper to her and kissed him deeper. “I want you to claim me now.” She twisted her head and held out her opposite hand to Lucian. “And you too. I want all your marks on me.”
Lucian crawled over slick as a snow leopard and growled as he took his turn kissing Mariska. I’d never seen my quiet packmate so feral as he was when he was with our Omega.
“Anything you want.” Lucian bit at her lower lip, tugging it outward.
I rubbed her thighs as she traded feverish kisses with each of the guys. Their hands were all over her, groping her perky tits and tight ass. A new gush of hot slick pooled around my knot, and I sucked back a breath as she squeezed me.
“You’re so fucking hot, baby.” I gave my hips a little pump upwards and grinned as she moaned.
She took Jasper’s dick into her left hand and Lucian’s in her right. The muscles in her arms flexed as she stroked them and rubbed her pussy against my knot. The sounds of her wetness and her sexy noises mingled with the guys’ grunts and groans was like an erotic symphony.
“That’s right. Jerk me like that.” Jasper spanked her rear and cupped her chin as he kissed her.
Lucian kissed down her neck and over her shoulder as he slid a hand down her abdomen to work her swollen clit. Shecried out, and he doubled down with his ministrations. “You like that, sexy, don’t you? Come for us. I want to hear you scream again.”
“Yes, oh God! I’m so close!” Mariska pumped them faster and ground harder against my knot and Lucian’s fingers. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth was a perfect little ‘o.’ Her cunt tightened even more so around me and then she let loose with a warbling screech.
Lucian was the first to dive in and dig his teeth into her neck. He grunted as he came, spilling over her hand and dripping onto the bed.
Jasper latched on to the other side of her neck. He held her back the back of her head, keeping her hair out of their way. His orgasmic cry was muffled but no less explosive.
My mark and my packmates’ marks. Mariska was ours in every way.
I knew from the moment I saw her that she was meant for us. This was the best Christmas ever, and it would only get even better from here.
With me still caressing her legs and hips, she melted on top of me and laid with her head on my chest. She stayed there for nearly half an hour as we enjoyed the closeness of our pack, and once my knot was small enough to slip free from her, she slid to one side.
My stomach growled and we all chuckled. “I think we need to get breakfast started so we can open some presents.”
“You’re really going to love what I got you, sweetheart.” Jasper grinned and kissed the mark he’d made on her.
“Practically everything under the tree is for you.” Lucian sat up and stretched.
“For me?” Mariska blushed and scooted to sit against the massive pile of pillows she’d collected from around the house. “I feel bad that I haven’t had time to go shopping for you guys.”
“Don’t.” I shifted to kiss her. “You’ve already given us the best gift ever.”
“But,” she giggled and crawled over Jasper to fetch her phone from the bedside table. Her cute ass presented itself, and I couldn’t help but give it a squeeze. “I did do something for you all. Get your phones. I have to send them to you.”
Lucian got up and retrieved all of our phones, handing them to each of us. “What’s going on?”
“You’ll see.” Her amber eyes glimmered with mischief. She hid her screen from us and nodded to Jasper. “You first. I’m sending it to you now.”
Jasper raised a brow as he waited and then his eyes practically popped out of his head. “Holy fuck. I’m blowing this up and putting it up on the living room wall! Damn, Mariska. You are the hottest thing to ever grace this earth.”
She flushed a deep red and leaned over to kiss him. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Jasper hummed with the most satisfied look on his face.
“Show us.” I grunted and held out my hand.
Jasper turned his phone around to show us a picture Mariska took of herself. She was on the hood of his Mustang in the barn wearing only red panties, a bra, and her heels. Like a real life pin-up girl.
