The sinful display is the best thing I’ve ever seen. My eyes devour Derrick’s tattoos, Jesse’s lean, taut build, and Major’s cock piercings. I part my legs, the most serious invitation I’ve ever sent.
“Who’s first?” I ask.
They growl and move together toward me. I’ve never really given the pack thing enough thought. They are very different men who happened to share a ranch, but like this, they look exactly like a pack of wolves—starving for me. I hold my breath as they prowl toward me—Derrick closer, Major to the left, and Jesse to the right. Everything about them screams masculinity and Alpha strength.
Damn, that works for me so well.
According to my mom, I’m the Divine Feminine, so there’s no doubt in my mind that they are the Divine Masculine. The powerful energy that radiates from them right now awakens something in me, the piece of the puzzle that clicks with heat.
They look even bigger than they are, as if they double in size as my temperature rose. But I don’t feel scared, I feel protected. Wanted. My eyes fall closed, and I listen to my intuition, which is what kicked this off, I’m sure. All I had to do was to say out loud what my heart knew was true. My words spoke my deepest desire into existence and if there is a goddess, she has a faithful daughter in me.
Derrick inhales deeply as his knees hit the bed, and he starts crawling over to me. I watch him with parted lips until he’s on top of me, chest to chest. The feel of his skin against mine has me whimpering, and I open my legs farther to accommodate his size.
“I can’t believe you’re really ours.”
“I always knew,” I whisper.
My soulmates, my mates for life. Derrick hears what I’m not saying, the adoration in my tone. The reverence I have for the universe for giving me this gift. I have everything I’ve ever wanted. And now, more than ever, I need him inside me.
His palm finds my cheek, and I lean to the touch, and then he pushes his cock to the hilt.
“Oh god.” I arch my back, nipples grazing against his chest.
Everything clicks into place, goose bumps run down my arms, and I whimper as he thrusts long and deep until all I can feel is his knot trying to push itself in. My legs curl around him, and the heels of my foot dig against his ass, urging him to go deeper.
“I want everything,” I whisper.
“You have everything of me, darlin’. Everything I am is yours.” His voice is so sweet, so goddamn soft, the tears I didn’t want to shed fall.
It’s unholy that tears and love declarations follow the horniest moment of my life. Yet I’m not surprised. This moment is more about sex than skin against skin.
Our souls are intertwining together and becoming one. If I close my eyes, I can see it right in front of me, as clear as the belief the sun will rise in the sky.
“Look at you. You take him so well.” I open my eyes in a flash.
Major comes to sit beside my head, his hand on my hair, love written all over his handsome face.
“She’s amazing,” Jesse whispers from the other side.
I’m not prepared for how this feels. The heat, the sex… and the love? It brings it all together, one beautiful warm ball of light exploding from my chest.
Derrick rises on his knees, holding my ass with his hands as he brings me to a new angle. The strokes become insistent, and I call out hisname as he goes deeper than ever and his knot squeezes right in, leaving us both breathless.
My head tips back, my back arches, and I let out a whimper. I’ve been knotted a couple of times now, and it feels so right every single time. I know it’s not the knot, but the cowboys who do it.
Derrick locks in his jaw set, his arms holding on to me for dear life. When the picture looks so good that I’m about to surrender to my orgasm, Major takes my nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue, and I go off instantly.
My pussy grips Derrick’s knot, and I watch in awe as he follows me into the abyss. He falls forward, chest on my chest, a goofy smile on his lips. I love having sex with them, but I’m starting to love knotting even more. It feels so good when they are tethered to me. The rightness of it all fills my chest, and I smile silly as I catch my breath.
“And this is just the start,” Major warns over my head.
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Derrick’s knot weans, and he steps away from Veda, yet none of us move as we stop to watch those beautiful fucking thighs as his cum leaks out of her.
She’s ours.
