Page 93 of Knot A Pucking Fan


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“You think?” he asks, pressing my back against the brick wall as he licks up my neck. My legs are wrapped around his waist, and one of his hands is on my ass to keep me in place.

“Very,” I purr, enjoying the way he groans.

“This outfit is sinful,” he murmurs, pushing up my shirt so he can kiss my skin. “You taste so fucking good, Little Omega.”

“Please don’t stop,” I reply, feeling his erection against my thigh. He’s fully pressed against me and today, I’m not afraid.

Santo frees my breasts from my bra by shoving it all out of the way, grinning like a kid in a candy store as they bounce out. He opens his lips to suck on them, and for someone who has never done this before, he’s pretty fucking amazing at it. His tongue swirls around my nipple, before flicking and sucking. His other hand squeezes my neglected breast to ensure it doesn’t get lonely, the cool air already pebbling my nipple.

“Argh,” I cry out as he pulls hard on my nipple. “Alpha…”

“Santo mio,” he curses under his breath. I have no idea what that means. But his hands ghost down my torso to my pants button. “Cae?—”

“Yes,” I gasp. “Please, Alpha.”

“You’re going to fucking kill me,” he rasps, unthreading the button and zipper. “Why are these so tight, baby?”

“They make my ass look good,” I say honestly, helping him wrestle my pants and panties down my thighs.

“My pretty,” he says reverently, his hand cupping my pussy while my cheeks heat. “Let’s see if you blush in other places too.”

Santo’s fingers drag through my arousal as I gasp, my shoulders still balanced against the wall. Hoisting me up further, his mouth crashing against mine as he eases a finger inside my cunt.

“I have no idea what I’m doing,” he rasps. “We’re just going to see what feels good.”

Nodding greedily, I moan as he pushes a second finger inside of me.

“Fuck, baby. I want so much, but for now, come on my fingers before someone finds us,” Santo begs.

His lips press against mine again, swallowing my sounds before I can think too deeply about the fact that I’m in a back alley, which is still public indecency. All of that falls away when his fingers begin to thrust and curl inside me, and I clench around them with a cry.

“Yes, yes,” he growls, kissing up my jawline. His teeth scrape against my skin next, and my eyes roll back as I whine. “Soon, so fucking soon. You like my teeth, don’t you?”

“Yes. Alpha,” I whimper. “More.”

He sucks on my pulse point on my throat, pushing me closer to my orgasm as I thrust my hips forward. I am greedy, and I want it all. His thumb rolls over my clit, my hands clutching at his shoulders as I ride his fingers.

It’s so hard to stay quiet, but I’m doing my best.

“Santo?”

I can hear Miles’ voice and I whine at the thought that he’s going to make us stop.

“Shhh, baby. You’re strangling my fingers with your sweet cunt. I can feel your walls are trembling, just fall over the edge so I can catch you,” Santo growls.

I swear that I can feel that rumble in my clit, and I shudder with need. I’m practically naked, but I don’t feel cold.

“Seriously?” Miles asks, coming closer. “Lucky bastard. You’re going to be a good girl for me and come all over Santo’s hand, aren’t you baby?”

“Ye…es,” I gasp.

“Do it,” he murmurs, kissing me to keep me quiet. I have no idea where Levon is, but my bubble of consciousness has closed to the point where I’m only paying attention to the alphas touching me.

Thank fuck Levon pulls me away from Miles to also kiss me. They both squeeze my breasts while gazing down my body to where Santo is seriously considering ripping my pants off me. I need all of my alphas.

“Leave her pants on for now,” Miles growls.

My eyes roll back as Santo stretches me with another finger, beginning to twist them as he thrusts.