Page 83 of Knot Letting Go


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“I wrapped you up a victory present,” the alpha who tied me grunts. “But I’m not… quite… done with her yet.”

The four men in the doorway give me four devilishly heated smiles. The one with my bond steps forward and licks his lips. “Good.”

60

ORION

The image before me is better than any trophy or gold medallion. Hanging upside down over the edge of the bed, Raven is a gorgeous mess. Her thick dark hair falls like a waterfall all the way to the floor. Her cheeks are flushed and damp with tears. Was she crying for us or choking on Foster’s cock? I want to lick the salty streaks from her face, but I’m stunned into stillness as I watch the newest member of our bond roughly claiming our tied up omega.

It’s not surprising to me that Foster has a dominant streak, but I didn’t expect him to be so into bondage. This isn’t simple stuff. The knots are intricate and perfectly positioned. I’ve always wanted to learn shibari, but have never taken the time. Now that we’ve got a clear expert in our pack, I can’t wait for him to tie up Tanner next. Or Tanner and Raven together. Damn, my cock is about to burst just thinking about that. But first, my omega.

Raven’s eyes track my movements as I strip out of my shirt and kick off my sweatpants. I grip the base of my shaftand tap the tip against her waiting lips, leaving them slick with pre-cum. The prettiest lipstick she’s ever worn, and I want her to wear it always from now on.

“Open.” A slight bark creeps into my voice, and Foster growls, snapping his teeth.

“Sorry,” I apologize, taking half a step back. I’m so used to barking in these sorts of situations with Tanner that it’s easy to slip into that habit.

But Raven isn’t Tanner. She’s an omega. My omega. Surprisingly, she doesn’t seem as upset by my misstep as Foster. She’s looking at me with a look of pure adoration, her eyes glazed, her mouth wide open, tongue wiggling earnestly, panting for it. Damn, how did I get so lucky?

“Such a good girl, listening to your alpha.” I stroke her cheek with the back of my hand, then slip two fingers along her tongue. She squirms, trying to get closer. Foster keeps a firm grip, and all trussed up like she is, she can’t go anywhere. She’s completely at our mercy.

I glance at the rest of my pack. Vann and Rhodes kiss while they fumble to take off each other’s clothes. Tanner joins me at the foot of the bed, his shirt already off, exposing the athletic build I’ve always appreciated. He runs one finger along Raven’s elegant, exposed neck like he’s mesmerized by it.

I was going to take her pretty mouth for myself, but now I’ve got something else in mind.

Grabbing Tanner, I position him in front of Raven at the foot of the bed and push down his pants. With a hand around his knot, I guide the head of his cock to Raven’s waiting mouth. His thick length pulses in my hand as her tongue glides along the hot flesh.

I glance up to find Foster watching, his thrustsslower, less urgent. Now that our game is over, we have time to enjoy this, to play together.

“Care to share some of that slick?” I ask.

He runs his hand along Raven’s thigh, then holds it out to me, drenched in slick. I scoop it up, lingering just a little to feel the calluses on his palm before bringing my hand to my waiting cock and rubbing Raven’s thick essence all over it. I work what’s left into Tanner’s ass as he slowly fucks Raven’s face.

She whimpers around his length, eyes fluttering closed.

“She needs more,” Foster says.

Vann and Rhodes share a look full of unspoken words, the kind of look Tanner and I share all the time. It’s good to see them like this, so comfortable with each other, so in love. Rhodes nods, and Vann steps forward with a shit-eating grin. “Happy to help.”

He kneels beside the bed, leaning over Raven and sucking one of her exposed nipples into his mouth. She jerks against her bonds, drool dribbling out the side of her mouth. Such a pretty mess.

Rhodes silently moves toward the door. Raven lets out a keening howl, muffled by Tanner’s cock. She bucks against the ropes as much as she can, twisting and jerking. She’s gonna hurt herself.

“What’s wrong, snowflake?” I’m still gripping Tanner’s cock, so I use my hold to pull him out of her mouth.

“Betaaaaaaa,” she wails. Her eyes swing from one side of the room to the other. “Beta,” she whimpers.

“Rhodes!” Foster yells.

He pops his head back into the room.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want,” I say. “But she wants you.”

“She does?”

“We all do,” Tanner says, watching our beta warily. None of us want to push him into something he’s not comfortable with, but he should know he’s wanted. In every way.

“Hell yeah.” Vann twists both of Raven’s nipples as he smiles at Rhodes.