Page 110 of Knot Another Cowboy


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“Uhh—it hurts. I need more,” she whimpers, her voice raw with need.

Her heat has her fully now. Her face is flushed, eyes glassy, lips swollen and parted as she pants through each quick, shallow breath. I know it’ll be hours—maybe days—before she surfaces again, completely wrung out, pulsing and sated. And we’ll be the ones to get her there.

My cock twitches back to life at the sound of her voice, at the sheer, blissful reality of what we’re doing—what we get to do to her.

“Jake…” she half-moans, half-whispers.

“Yes, baby?” he asks her, helping her to roll off of Charlie as his half-deflated knot lets her go.

“I need you, too,” she whispers.

“And you’ll always have me,” he reassures her, pulling her to the middle of the bed. He positions her on the mattress with a pillow under her hips and then leans over to turn on the bedside lamp. “Get up on your elbows,” he says to her. “I want you to watch.”

She complies. He smiles at her and grabs her legs, wrapping them around his waist. The head of his weeping cock touches the lips of her pussy and gently splits them apart.

“Oh, god,” she moans, closing her eyes.

“Open your eyes,” I tell her, cupping her chin. Her eyelids flutter, and she meets my gaze, looking heat-dazed and needy. “Look at Jake fucking you.”

She nods and rises up on her elbows a little.

He grins for a moment, then his jaw sets firmly as he starts to press inside of her. We all watch her pussy allow him access in the soft light, her belly quivering a little as she struggles to hold still. Her lower lip is nipped between her teeth, and she moans as he sheathes himself entirely within her.

“Alpha,” she breathes. “Harder.”

“Patience,” he says to her with a smile, though his voice sounds tight.

We all watch as he starts moving slowly within her, increasing her pleasure one notch at a time, until she’s moaning and begging and writhing on the bed. Knowing that Jake must be close, I lean forward, pulling her legs from his waist and pressing her knees down and open.

Willa wails out her pleasure as Jake slides even deeper inside of her. Charlie reaches around to tickle her back entrance and slips his other hand to her apex, finding her clit. She cries out, her hands gripping the sheets.

“Need to come…please!”

“Fuck, she’s so tight—can’t fucking hold on.”

With a shuddering moan, Jake thrusts hard, burying himself to the hilt, and the moment he bottoms out, his knot swells, locking him inside her. Willa’s back arches off the bed, her breath breaking, and I press her knees together, anchoring her sharply as Jake rocks through the last pulses of his orgasm.

Willa is hanging right at the edge of an orgasm, so I bend low and take one of her nipples into my mouth. I drag my teeth along the sensitive bud and bite just enough to sting, just enough to push her over.

She cries out, slick spilling in a warm rush down her slit, over Jake’s knot-swollen shaft, and onto the bed.

Her sounds come in sharp, helpless bursts as another orgasm rips through her, her body shaking, gasping, trying to breathe around the intensity.

“Let’s get you cleaned up a little,” I say to Willa as Jake’s knot releases, and he pulls away.

She shakes her head. “More,” she breathes, opening her eyes and meeting my gaze. “I want you again.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” I say to her, but my traitorous cock is not on board with my rational plan to let her rest between sessions. Still, I can control my desire.

I think.

I squeeze her breast, tweaking her nipple, bringing her to another orgasm as she rotates onto her belly, her thighs glistening with slick, and climbs onto all fours.

“Beau, I want you,” she says again, glancing over her shoulder at me. “Please. I feel… hot… and cold… and… empty. I need you.”

My baser self isn’t about to ignore this kind of an invitation, and frankly, neither am I. I rise up onto my knees and work my way over to her, running my hand along her spine gently.

She makes a soft mewling noise and leans into my touch like a cat being petted. My cock is already raging again, in spite of having just knotted her. I have never experienced anything like this heat of hers.