Page 35 of Knot Forever

I turn my face again, watching Marcus. His hands are clenched on the arm, his face hungry as he leans forward, his eyes moving from my body to my face and back.

“So beautiful, Nova.” I cry out as hands spread my pussy wider, lifting up my thighs. “Now, tell me again what you did.”

I buck under their grip, but I can’t move. “I… didn’t get in the car.”

“That’s right,” Seth says softly. There’s the faintest rush of air, and a slapping sound rings out as his hand connects with the soft skin of my ass. My right cheek blazes and my shriek pierces the air at the bite of pain. “You didn’t do as you were told, baby. And normally that’s fine, but not when your safety is involved. Tell me you understand.”

“I—,” I sob as another slap rings out, burning spreading across my ass. “I understand!”

Asher’s hand strokes my hair back from my face. “Do you?”

“I do!” My cry rings out as Seth continues his assault, his hand coming down over and over until I can feel the heat coming from my skin and I’m nothing but a mindless, twisting creature caught between him and Asher.

But with each smack, the heat in my stomach grows until I’m on fire for them. My slick trickles down my thighs as Seth pauses, his groan soft as he rubs his fingers in it.

“So wet,” he murmurs. “But no release for you yet, Nova.”

My sob is broken as I’m lifted, twisted until my head lolls back against Asher’s shoulder. Seth spreads my legs, hooking them over Asher’s knees.

“Look at this pretty pink slit,” he growls. “So needy and wanting, Nova.”

His finger teases my entrance, and I push myself towards him with a wordless plea.

“Not yet.” His hand moves away.

“Damn you,” I pant. Twisting my head, my lips brush Asher’s skin.

“Please,” I beg. “Please, Asher. I’m sorry!”

“Shhhh.” His hand slides over my body, yanking my dress up until it’s over my breasts. My black silk bra is front-facing, and he runs his hands over it before his fingers unclasp the little hooks holding me together and allow my breasts to spill out.

I stare woozily down at Seth as he leans back, his eyes traveling over me. He swipes a hand over his face. “Jesus, Nova. You are…beautiful.”

His hands sink into my thighs, gripping the skin. “Perfect for us. Isn’t she, Marcus?”

“She is.” I strain to see Marcus. His face is shadowed, but I can see his hands moving, the sudden realization that he’s stroking himself, watching me between his packmates almost too much for me to bear.

“Marcus,” I plead. “Touch me.”

“Not yet.” There’s a smile in his voice. “I have plans for us, Nova. But I’m very much enjoying watching you.”

Asher’s hands move to my nipples, toying with the stiff peaks before he twists them gently in his fingers. At the same time, Seth moves his attention to my clit, plucking the hard bud until I’m writhing in Asher’s lap, desperate for the release I can feel drawing down my spine, curling around my body like a promise.

“A little more.” Asher kisses my neck, his hands dropping from my breasts and down to my slit as he holds me open for Seth to see. “Just to drive the message home.”

It’s home. It’s a home fucking run, but my snappy retort is interrupted as Seth raises his hands and slaps me directly over my clit. My pussy clenches around nothing as I groan, and he does it again, and again, until I’m straining for more of his touches, the soft slaps not enough.

“Harder,” I snap, and he grins at me before his hand comes down with force, my back bowing so hard that Asher wraps his hand around my waist to keep me steady. “More, Seth.Please.”

Instead of slapping me again, he rubs a finger across my clit, flicking it until my eyes roll back in my head. “That depends. Tell us what we want to hear, and we’ll drink this pretty slick from your cunt, Nova.”

Oh,fuck.

“I won’t do it again,” I say breathlessly, my head burrowing into Asher’s neck and grazing it with my teeth. “I’m sorry, Asher. I’m so sorry.”

He turns, pressing his lips to my cheek. “And?”

“And…” I cast my mind around as Seth swirls his finger in a gentle circle over my clit. “I…,”

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