Page 60 of Knot For A Moment

“You said it was nothing, but I don’t believe you. You’re in heat. You’re in your nest. Nothing is off limits and there’s no shame.” He drove up into me and stole my breath. “Tell me.”

“I wondered what a Roman popsicle would taste like. What he would taste like.”

“A popsicle, huh?” Ash said. “There are different kinds of popsicles.”

One arm around my waist, Jace held me against him and fucked me, the slap of our skin together loud, rhythmic, and erotic. He groaned in my ear. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl.”

I couldn’t speak or think or breathe.

“But I think you need more. I think you want to taste Roman while I fuck you. I think you want my hand in your hair, holding you still so he can push inside your gorgeous throat, and I’ll fuck you harder just to push you deeper.”

An orgasm flashed behind my eyes, dragging fiercely sharp claws of ecstasy through me. It didn’t stop because he didn’t. Jace tilted my head to the side. “What do you think about that?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted in time with the way he fucked me.

I fell against the cushions, bracing myself. Jace’s hands on my hips dragged me back onto his cock, and he didn’t stop, driving himself deeper, grunting with every thrust.

One large hand cupped my chin, making me look up. And up. And up. All the way up Roman’s body to where he stared down at me. Keeping our gazes locked, he knelt. He was so tall it was the only way to put me face to face with his cock.

Roman was bigger than the rest of them.

Every one of my Alphas had gorgeous bodies and gorgeous cocks. They were good.Great. The one fucking me right now was perfection, curving into me in ways that shot off fireworks behind my vision. And they were all a perfectly reasonable size.

But Roman? I didn’t even know if I could fit him in my body let alone my throat.

The bit of hair on his chest trailed down his stomach all the way past the cut V of his hips to where it was neatly trimmed, close to the skin. Something about that made me shudder. The hair was sexy on its own. But the sight of it trimmed down had always been something I loved.

I couldn’t explain it and didn’t try to. But more than once I’d seen pictures of models with the barest hint of trimmed hair visible above low-slung pants andmelted.

The cool and pure scent of him wrapped around me. Jace didn’t have to grip my hair. Roman did that, gently and firmly, guiding my lips to the tip of him.

Holyfuck.

My eyes closed, and I surged forward, tasting his skin, the ball of his piercing knocking against the roof of my mouth. He tasted so good. Fuck popsicles. We weren’t keeping popsicles in the house when I could get on my knees and taste them.

No fucking popsicles.

I moaned, my mouth as full of him as I could take. Jace had slowed down, slowly teasing me with shallow thrusts while I adjusted to Roman. Now he pulled away entirely. I whined around the cock in my mouth, and it turned into another moan.

Jace’s hands came down on my ass, gripping hard, and his tongue dragged over me, fucking me deep, not caring that Asher had already been there before him. He tasted all of me, teasing me just enough that I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to just keep his mouth or me or fuck me again.

Pulling back, I heaved in breath. “I don’t think I can take more of you,” I told Roman.

“Yes, you can.” Gabriel’s voice startled me, and I looked over at him where he still knelt at the edge of the nest. He smirked. “Don’t look at me, little one.”

Roman’s hand pulled me back, and I closed my eyes, savoring the smoothness of his cock over my tongue. Jace licked me long and slow. “I’m going to need more time than I can spend right now tasting your cunt,” he said, fitting himself against me and driving deep. Exactly like he said, the movement pushed me deeper onto Roman. To the limit. He was at the back of my throat. There was no way.

But the way Jace fucked me… I was already taking more than I thought.

New sensation on my clit threw me into a spiral of dizzy pleasure. Asher’s mouth and tongue, sealing over my clit from underneath. So fucking close to where Jace fucked me. All three of them together—I broke.

Pleasure rippled from everywhere and nowhere. It was all I could do not to collapse and let their cocks be the thing keeping me up. Jace hadn’t knotted me, so every dragging thrust felt like throwing gasoline on the flame. Asher’s greedy tongue and Roman’s gentle insistence, fucking my mouth not nearly as hard as I needed him to.

“You can take so much more,” Gabriel said, suddenly closer. I shook my head, and Gabe’s hand replaced Roman’s in my hair. “Yes, you can, little one. You’re our Omega. You can take whatever we give you. Maybe not at first.” I heard the sultry implications. “Maybe we’ll need to work at it together, but you can and will.”

No questions or alternatives.

Everything snapped into place, like a lock that had been stuck for years before finally releasing. Another wave almost took me over, but not quite.

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