Page 18 of Loving the Knot

As soon as we’re in their rooms, I tilt my head, begging another kiss, and I’m not disappointed. Zoro’s mouth devours mine, while Xeno latches onto my throat and sucks up a mark, my skin hot and sensitive beneath their onslaught.

My clothes are torn away, and I swear the touches on my body are leaving burning marks. It’s the most addictive thing, and I press closer, wanting more, wanting everything they can give me.

“Welcome back,” Zoro growls, the words biting into me.

“We were beginning to worry you weren’t going to come back,” Xeno shares, squeezing me close.

“I didn’t know where you were.” I had to be clever to find them.

“I told you,” Zoro says.

“How was I to know he didn’t know how to get back to us?” Xeno countered.

“We should have told him.” Zoro’s growls make my prick jerk. They are just the sexiest fucking men I have ever—and I do mean ever—seen, let alone been with.

“Well, he’s here now. Forgive us, baby boy. We’ve been distraught without you.” Xeno strokes my cheeks.

“Forgiven. Please. Kiss me again.” I’m desperate for more connection.

Xeno beams at me and takes my mouth, the kiss all heat and teeth. Speaking of teeth, Zoro sinks his into my shoulder, the sting sudden and sharp and just what I need. I moan and they hump against me, pushing me against each other, squishing me between them.

I arch, my legs parting, my cock aching—I’m pretty sure I’ve been completely hard since the second I saw them.

“Our sweet, needy baby boy is home.” Xeno sounds thrilled, his hands moving over me, tweaking my nipples, pinching my ass.

“Yes.” Zoro hisses and grabs my hips, humping against my ass, his huge prick filling against my skin.

“Yes. I need you. I need you so badly. Please.” I’m not too proud to beg.

“We have what you need and we’ll give it to you, baby boy.” I can feel the truth of their words, and I whimper and press closer to Xeno in front of me, loving that Zoro follows, pushing up behind me, keeping me tight between the two of them.

I feel myself melt between them, just dissolve in pure pleasure.

Zoro pushes a finger into me, and I moan and push back into the invasion, so he adds another. “Needy baby boy. Want you.”

“Got me.”

“We so do.” They rock, both pushing into me, touching me everywhere. Xeno keeps pinching my nipples, and Zoro pushes his fingers deeper and deeper.

“I… I might come.” I need to shoot more than anything.

“I’ll punish you if you do,” Zoro tells me. “I’m going to spank your pale ass rosy. It needs color. It needs us. You need us.”

“No more spankings. I’ll be good.” I try to breathe, to ignore the huge heat penetrating me.

“You loved getting spanked,” Zoro tells me, working more lube and another finger into my hole, giving me that stretch I so need. “You crave this—being touched, controlled, ours.”

I can’t deny it because I’ve spent the last eight days missing everything about them desperately. I simply whimper and push back into his touch while I raise my face for another kiss from Xeno.

Xeno devours my lips while Zoro keeps finger-fucking me, keeps talking.

“I want to know all your secrets. I want to know your most hidden needs.”

I shudder. They already know too much. I can’t divulge all my secrets.

“I’ll get them all,” Zoro insists. “From deep inside your soul.”

I moan at that because it sounds scary, but also incredible. It’s like I’m laid bare to them, flayed open by their incredible touches, and I know, somehow deep inside me, that they will ferret out all of my needs and desires, even the ones I’m keeping from myself.

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