“I love you so fucking much.” Yes, I should let her know how much I loved her.
My fingers kept toying with her clit. My bites grew harder and harder and my pace became faster and faster. My love for her, my yearning, my need to be joined with her forever consumed me. There were noises coming from somewhere, but I ignored them because they weren’t her.
“More,” she gasped. “Harder. I… I need…”
“Do you need our knots?” Spencer asked.
Oh, yes, she did. But she needed more than that.
“Please, Alphas, knot me,” she moaned.
I thrust my knot deep inside her, as she orgasmed again. Yes, that was what my little butterfly needed, more knots, repeatedly. Fortunately, I was happy to oblige. Oh, it felt so good to be lodged inside her. Spencer knotted her as well, murmuring sweet things to her.
“Brennan, I need…” Grace didn’t have to finish her whine. I knew exactly what to do.
My teeth clamped down on her as I gave in, sinking my teeth deep into her flesh. The bond sizzled inside me like a fuse, then exploded in my heart like fireworks as I flooded the bond with love, so that she’d know without words how I felt about her.Mine.
“Bren…” she gasped.
Grace laid down flat, the two of us on top of her, trapping her to the bed, still knotted to her.
Oh, this was the best feeling, her stuck between me and the bed, unable to move between my knot and my body. Satisfaction shot through our bond.She liked it.
Languidly, I licked the bond mark. “Are you all right, Little Butterfly?”
“The best. I want to bite you back next. I want you both in my pussy at the same time.” Grace made a happy noise.
That seemed probable.
“You marked her,” Spencer whispered to me as the three of us laid together in the comfortable, large bed.
I looked over at him in the low light. Um, yes, I had. She was mine.
“I know that you’ll take excellent care of her,” he assured.
Of course I would. Because I was her good boy and I was made to fuck her.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Grace
Love coursed through my bond with Brennan. Brennan had marked me, bonding with me.Finally.Spencer gazed at me adoringly. Mmmm, having those two together was nice.
Both of them purred for me and told me that I was a good girl. I didn’t feel trapped with their large and sweaty alpha bodies pinning me to the bed. No, I felt secure. Taken care of. Treasured. Everything felt pleasantly hazy.
Something seemed to be missing. But what? Something shot through me, and I whined, as the need to be knotted again consumed me.
“Does someone need to be knotted again?” Brennan’s voice was a low rumble.
“Yes.” My eyes met his. “I need both of you in me at the same time. And I want to bite you.”
Brennan’s eyes gleamed. “Bite me as I fuck you.”
“Both of us at once? Oh, my good doctor, that would be my pleasure. Let me clean you up,” Spencer breathed, easing out of me.
Brennan slipped out of me and lazily had me sit up and sip some water as Spencer cleaned us all up.
But I wasn’t feeling lazy. I pouted at them. “Knots. Knots knots knots knots, knots knots knots knots, knots knots knots knots, knoooooots, knot knot,” I sang loudly.
