Page 28 of Knot Theirs

Michael’s words had barely registered when I heard the growl. The sound went straight to my pussy. I was suddenly even more soaked.

My alpha needed me, and I needed him. I turned toward the low rumble as Michael quietly moved away.

Griffin was already undressed. I looked down and saw torn clothes on the floor, like he’d ripped them off his body. And holy shit, what a body. Thick and muscular, with impossibly wide shoulders and deeply ridged abs. My gaze traced his lean hips to his massive, erect cock.

I am one lucky omega.

All of them were hot as sin, with delicious physiques. I was going to enjoy spending time licking chests and abs and cocks. But right now, I knewGriffin couldn’t wait. When I looked at his eyes, they were glazed. He’d gone over the edge.

“Present for me.” His voice was low and dark.

I trembled, but I didn’t hesitate. The fact that he spoke at all was a miracle. I flipped over onto my knees and lowered down on my elbows, lifting my pussy for him.

Huge hands gripped my hips as he knelt behind me, lined up his cock, and slid home in one thrust. I gasped. He was so big, but he felt so good. Long and thick, pushing the bounds of what I could take. I throbbed around him, so full. In this position, he was as deep as he could be.

No, that wasn’t true. He was about to be deeper.

His grip around my hips was going to leave a bruise. I was sure it took all his willpower to put off knotting me even this long. And then his control snapped.

Griffin shoved his knot into me on a grunt, and I took flight. My body stretched to accommodate him. I needed him deep, and he gave me what I needed.

His thrusts weren’t gentle. Each pull and push stimulated my opening, not quite like being knotted over and over, but close. I cried out, sobbing, at the immense pressure.

It was sweet pain and pleasure. I started coming so hard, I could barely breathe. Ben’s face appeared in front of mine.

“Are you alright, baby?”

“So … Good …” I managed as Griffin pounded into me from behind.

So big. So hard. So full.

Ben started to move away, and I reached for him. He gave me a lazy smile, and I moaned as I squeezed tight around Griffin’s knot.

“You want me to feed you my cock, Tracy?”

I nodded vigorously, and thankfully that was enough. I opened my mouth wide, and Ben did what he promised. He pushed his cock in until it hit the back of my throat, then a little farther. I was stuffed from both ends.

My mind turned off. I was all feeling. Ben fucked my mouth, and I relaxed my jaw while I listened to him groan. Behind me, Griffin kept up his punishing pace. A rut could last a while, and I was enjoying every second.

Suddenly, I felt a tug on my nipples. Michael had slid underneath me. He had his mouth on one nipple, and his fingers pinched and pulled on the other. Ben started to come down my throat, just as the slight scrape of Michael’s teeth over my sensitive skin set off an explosion.

The constant flutters in my pussy turned into a full body clench. I managed to swallow Ben’s savory, herbal come as he pulled out, and then I didn’t recognize the sounds coming out of my mouth. All my muscles tightened, my fingernails tearing the sheetsas I gripped them. My cunt was like a vice, and I heard Griffin roar.

I was in a fog of need. Griffin was possessed. Somehow, his knot seemed to expand even more, and his thrusts became more shallow. That made me clench again, or maybe I never stopped.

But it didn’t matter how tight we fit. I could feel jets of his hot seed filling me to overflowing. Some of it trailed down my thighs.

Michael kept up his attention on my breasts, squeezing and tugging, licking and sucking. Ben dragged his finger up the side of my face and pushed some of his come that I’d missed back into my mouth. They all had their hands on me, and I couldn’t get enough.

Griffin’s bruising grip on my hips was the only thing grounding me. And as he kept moving against me, filling me impossibly more, I felt another wave crest. Another. And another.

How long had it been? How much longer could I take this kind of pleasure?

More.

My alphas knew what I needed, what I could handle. They took good care of me, and they were showing me they always would. Every touch was a promise.

I wanted their bites, their marks. Some remaining rational thought kept me from saying it aloud. There was no way Griffin would hold back if I askedhim to bite me now. Instead, I cried out my release, over and over.

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