Page 65 of Knot Your Possession

Ryder bent over and laid me down between River’s legs, so my torso rested against him like a sexy pillow, but my lower body was in about an inch of water. I could feel my ass hanging half over the edge of the ledge and the gentle flow of the cool water over my skin here in the shallows. It flowed past through the rocks from the source of the underground stream just behind River. I could also feel River’s hard length against my back and I whimpered, wanting more already.

“Careful with her. The rocks are smooth, but some are uneven. If anything is going to redden her ass, it will be me,” River said. I gasped at his rough words as Ryder chuckled.

Ryder slid his hands under my ass to raise it out of the water even higher. He slowly spread the lips of my pussy apart with his thumbs, and held me there, as he devoured me with his gaze. His cock was hard and at the perfect height to enter me, teasing me with the possibility, but he held himself away from me. He kept me wide open and exposed to them all, as groans reverberated around the room.

I’d never really been shy. People just assumed I was because I preferred not to insert myself into situations. I liked to hang back and watch people. But this was different. His eyes on me made me feel empowered. I suddenly felt a slick wetness coating my thighs that was different from the water.

“You’re gushing. It seems our Ava likes to be looked at,” Ryder growled, as he rubbed his thumbs through the wetness. My nipples pebbled so hard at his words and his touch so close to where I wanted it they ached.

“Fuck, is that slick?” Cary asked from somewhere nearby. “I’ve wondered what that would feel like. It only happens when an omega gets incredibly turned on or is in heat. It’s rare for most omegas.”

I looked toward Cary’s voice and gasped at the feel of all their eyes on me while Ryder spread me open so intimately. Cary was now hovering over the balustrade behind Wolf. He’d leaned so far over; he risked falling in. His gaze was hot against my skin as he ran his eyes over me. Wolf’s hands were now tied to the stonework with rope. I had no idea where Cary had found it. Wolf had crouched down into the water until all I could see was his upper face. His eyes blazed with feral need, hovering just above the waterline, like two dark suns rising. The rope didn’t seem to bother him, instead; it seemed to make him burn even more.

Nick had edged closer to Wolf to get a better view. He looked entranced as he watched us. He had one arm propped on the edge and the other below the water. There was a ripple spreading out from him, as if his arm was moving under the surface.Was he touching himself while watching?

The thought was insanely hot. Desire rammed into me, and I grit my teeth to avoid crying out as my back arched again. River suddenly gripped my chin and tilted it up, as he forced me to look up at him.

“Don’t do that. We want to hear you. We need to learn your body together, figure out what you like and what you don’t. Your moans and your cries help us do that. So we need you to let it out. Ask if you want us to do something, too. Okay, little bird?” His voice was smooth and seductive as it rumbled underneath me.

“Plus, it’s hot as hell,” Ryder added darkly.

“Tell me you understand,” River demanded.

“Yes, I understand,” I whimpered. I had the craziest urge to add a ‘Sir’ to the end. Maybe I’d work up to that. The idea of exploring my body together and trying new things with them had my blood boiling. Because I wanted to do the same with them. Learn what made them moan.

“If we do anything that makes you uncomfortable, promise me you’ll tell us immediately. This is important, little bird.”

“Yes, sir,” slipped out before I could stop it. River’s eyes darkened even further, and he growled deep in his chest. I could feel satisfaction pulsing through the bond from both twins. The more intimately they touched me, the more emotions I could feel coming from them.

“Good girl,” River growled, and I felt my slick gush, right as a hot tongue ran through my pussy. I cried out as my hips tried to thrust into the sensation, but Ryder had me held firm. I moaned loudly as a finger joined the tongue, caressing me and stroking me gently, before it nudged inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I heard Cary mutter, along with the sound of clothing hitting the floor. “What does she taste like?”

“So delicious, like cherry jam,” Ryder growled from between my legs. Hearing them talk to each other while Ryder touched me had me writhing against his mouth.

“You want to see Cary naked?” River asked as he raised one eyebrow in question.

I nodded eagerly. River instantly released my chin, and I shot a look at Cary. He’d finally stripped. His dark skin glowed in the afternoon light streaming through the ceiling-high windows behind the foliage. He was lithe and toned, with shadows chasing over his skin as he flexed slightly. His cock was hard and jutted out proudly in front of him. It was thick and long, and my eyes devoured him. He made no move to cover himself.

His recent smiles and relaxed posture had disappeared, and the stern Cary was back. He wasn’t angry or withdrawn, though; he was just intensely focused on me and every movement I made.

Another finger joined the one in my pussy, though neither was penetrating deep. It caused a deliciously stretched feeling and a friction that had me moaning again. I tore my gaze away from Cary and looked down at Ryder. His tongue was teasingly licking over my clit while his heated gaze focused on me, watching my every reaction much the same way Cary was. He’d released his hold on my ass to better use his hand, and I thrust into him instinctively. A darkly wicked grin spread over his face, and he ‘tsked’ and shook his head slightly before he pulled his fingers free and scissored them at my entrance.

“Ryder,” I begged. I knew he was trying to ease me into this, but the heated ache was building again, along with a fizzing, tingling sensation in my core.

“What do you need, little bird?” River asked in a voice gone rough and husky.

“More,” I whimpered. “Now, please.” My earlier demands had dissipated as waves of need wracked my body. I was close to begging.

River reached down and tweaked my nipples, as Ryder sped up the attention of his tongue on my clit. I thrust against his face harder, as he switched and thumbed my clit while plunging his rough tongue inside me. I exploded in a shower of sparks that flashed through me with the speed of a spreading wildfire.

Ryder growled and pounced. He covered my body with his own and thrust his hard cock inside me as the first wave of my orgasm swept through me, forever altering me. There was a sharp bite of pain that was quickly drowned out by wave after wave of pleasure. With each thrust, Ryder drove deeper inside me, filling me and owning me. His knot pressed up hard against me.

“Can you take all of me?” He asked as he panted.

I nodded. He’d almost fully sheathed himself inside me, as my body stretched tight around him, but I still felt empty. The heat was scraping at me, demanding more. The orgasm hadn’t dulled it; it had woken it up and turned it into a furious beast. I needed his knot, but I needed River’s too. Having skin contact with River wasn’t enough. I wanted them both inside me.

“I need you both to knot me at the same time,” I moaned, barely able to get the words out.

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