I lean forward and do the same, overwhelmed with the urge to share this moment in its entirety with him.
My heart slams in my chest in anticipation. Or maybe it’s fluttering away because I just had a crazy orgasm.
And then I feel it.
Rage’s presence in my mind.
“I can feel you,” I whisper, smiling up at him.
His jaw falls slack as he blinks down at me like he’s seeing something magical.
“You’ll never have to feel alone again,” I whisper, leaning up to brush my lips against his. The movement makes his knot shift inside me, pressing against that delicious spot.
“God, I think I could come just by wiggling on your knot,” I gasp.
“We’ll have to add that to the bucket list.”
My eyes go wide as I turn around, as much as I can, still locked onto Rage, to see Ash standing by the bed, a lazy grin on his lips.
“You’re here!” I gasp. “When did you get here?”
I glance over to the other side of the bed to see Griffin standing there with a smirk.
“We got here when you were riding Rage’s cock like a fucking rodeo queen,” Griffin chuckles, stalking towards the bed.
He leans forward, brushing his thumb against my lips.
“I don’t know what a rodeo queen is,” I mumble, my eyes wide as I blink up at him.
I guess I was so into everything with Rage and Rowan that I didn’t realize they got back.
“That’s not important. Your lips are swollen, Sweetheart. Did you suck a little cock before taking that knot like a good girl?”
His filthy words have a fierce blush bleeding from the tips of my ears all the way down my chest.
“Y—yes, you can tell?” I gasp, my hands reaching up to brush against my lips. I guess they are pretty sensitive right now.
“‘Course we can, Shortcake,” Ash growls, appearing by my side.
“She did a good job,” Rage growls, his own lips quirking up in a lopsided smile, tugging at the scar on his face. “No, a great job.”
“Oh, I bet,” Griffin nods.
Ash reaches, his large, calloused hand dragging against the smooth skin of my ass.
“Remember what I said in the bathroom, back at that motel, Shortcake?” he murmurs.
“You—you said a lot,” I gasp, as he scrapes his teeth against my shoulder.
“I told you that I’d take your ass, one day.”
His words send a thrill of excitement shooting straight down to my core.
Rage lets out a quiet groan as my inner walls clamp around his knot.
“Today is that day,” Ash murmurs, collecting the slick that’s leaked out past Rage’s knot onto his fingers and dragging it up towards my ass.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, leaning forward and pressing my forehead against Rage’s chest as Ash’s fingers breach my tight rosebud.
