Page 50 of Knot Alone

“Fuck,” I gasp, words slurring. Graham catches a callus on my clit and I can’t—It’s too much. It’s amazing. My Alphas are in me, around me, filling me up, taking me, and taking care of me. I love it. I want them to keep going. I don’t care if I can’t catch my breath. I want them to hold me here and fuck me again and again until they’re done. Until they’re ready to go again. Until they can’t imagine not having me with them.

“I—” My voice breaks. “Ram—Li—I can’t—”

“Almost, darling.” Graham whispers, rubbing hot, tight circles over my clit.

“Graham, I can’t—you have to—” Linus grunts into my spine.

With a swivel of his hips, Graham hits my G-spot again and again, perfectly in time with the frantic circle of his fingertips. He arches up and breathes hot in my ear, “Come for us.” And I do.

I scream, voice breaking as the orgasm rips through me. Every muscle locks as I arch into Linus, hole and cunt clenching on their cocks. Both men come half a step behind me, forcing themselves to keep their knots out of my body. Later I’ll be grateful for their restraint, but right now, I’m too lost in pleasure to care.

Linus stills inside me and hovers against my back for just a moment while he spills in my hole, letting the three of us pant together.

“You’re perfect.” He kisses my ear. With a shudder, he carefully pulls free and drops to the bed instead of on top of me. His cum drips from my hole and I shiver in leftover arousal that my body can’t do a thing about.

Graham goes next, working himself free before he slips me into the space between them, the only dry spot on the mattress. We pant to catch our breath, and Graham comes back first. “You were amazing, darling.” The kiss is sweet, like I’m not sloppy and stretched while their cum drips down my legs. “You were perfect. Now let us take care of you.”

My Alphas take turns kissing me. With slow strokes, they massage my muscles. They whisper soothing nonsense against my skin as I come down from the most intense sexual experience of my life.

Soon enough, Graham wipes a warm cloth over my thighs. Linus holds me tight against his chest, tugging my thigh over his, exposing both of my sloppy holes to Graham’s gentle touch. “We’ll shower after a nap,” Linus declares. Though, Graham comes back with a water bottle and gently puts a straw to my lips since food is too much right now.

Thought is too much right now.

“We’re going to take care of you, Maggie,” Linus says, then hesitates, like he said too much again. “If you’ll have us.”

It takes all my effort, but I lean in and kiss Linus. Graham slips in behind me, pulling a blanket over the three of us as he wraps his arm around me. I tilt back and kiss him too. Then Graham leans forward to give Linus a kiss of his own. I drift off like that, the three of us exchanging soft kisses while I’m cradled safely in their arms.

Chapter Thirteen

Maggie

I’m exhausted and sore. Honestly, I’m tempted to pretend like I’m the kind of person who can spend the entire day in bed and not feel terrible about the lack of productivity.

It’s easy to dream about bed when I’ve got Graham behind me in the bathtub, freshly scrubbed from our shower.

I’m burned out, sore not just in my holes, but in my thighs, hips, and lower back. Graham filled the hot bath and poured in the Epsom salts. Then he left the large crystals to dissolve a bit while he held me up in the shower, scrubbing off all the leftover cum and lube before we melted into the tub.

Linus though, he showered alone just long enough to scrub, then fussed off to tidy before we check out of the Omega Center.

I sink deep into the water. My head drops to Graham’s shoulder, rising and falling with his slow breaths. Linus breaks the sweet moment of peace by stepping past the open bathroom door clad in nothing but pajama bottoms, hands full of Tupperware.

Graham snorts beneath me. I twist Graham’s hand around and press a kiss to his knuckles, our own silent conversation telling him I don’t mind Linus’ fussing. I don’t feel neglected. I figure Linus will stress himself out post-sex at least a few more times, then he’ll settle. I find it charming.

“You know, we can throw the food out. I have more at home,” Graham calls. Linus glares at him, clearly offended on behalf of the cookies as he goes past with an armful of laundry. Graham just sighs.

“It’s fine.” I kiss his knuckles again.

“Of course it’s fine,” Linus says, out there folding clothes. “We have to leave soon, and one of us needs to have a plan.”

“Ah.” I sigh. That’s what he’s stressing about. “I will have to go home, eventually.”

“We’ll go with you.” Graham offers, pressing a kiss to my temple.

“They’re going to be uncomfortable.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll sick Linus on them and he’ll make it better.” Linus pops up from folding to glare. Linus is probably certain his people skills aren’t up to charming his future in-laws.

“You’re rich, Li.” Graham adds. “I imagine that will be enough to make them all thrilled.”

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