Page 77 of Knot Hot for You


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Magnus’s lips are soft except for the line of scarring. I lick it when he pulls back, making him growl and kiss me again. His tongue presses inside, filling my mouth with his gingerbread flavor.

He moves aside for Henri to take his place. Henri puts his hands on my cheeks and smiles down at me, but his brown eyes are wild.

He kisses me sweetly, if you ignore the hand he has wrapped firmly around my throat.

Charm shifts down to kiss my chest, and the light kissesin contrast with Henri’s possessive hold make me impatient for more.

I clutch at his shirt, but Henri pulls back.

Magnus watches his packmates play with me, rubbing his cock over his boxers. There’s a growing wet spot from his precum that I want to taste.

“Be a good omega for me,” Henri says, squeezing my throat.

I whimper and release his shirt. I want to do what my alphas tell me to…

But I’m the omega and I should get what I want.

Henri’s lips are almost on mine when I sneak my hand into his pants and find his cock. He moans and presses his forehead against me as I stroke him.

Charm sucks on my nipple through my tank top, playing with it with tongue and gentle teeth. When he sucks hard, I moan and pause my movements.

Henri squeezes my throat and growls, “Keep going.”

I whine and resume milking him, using his precum to glide up and down his long cock.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s been so long since I’ve been with someone, but Henri’s cock feels bigger than I’m used to.

Charm alternates between my breasts, and every time he distracts me, Henri urges me to keep going. When I do, he presses kisses on my face and hair, my reward for doing a good job.

I run my fingers around his head, playing with the soft skin bunched there, and then down his shaft as far as I can go. He’s too far away for me to reach his knot, but I want it, I want to feel it inside me.

My pussy aches, so empty, dripping slick to lure themin. My perfume is hanging thick in the air, making it difficult to smell my mates.

Henri suddenly pulls my hand away, and they move back.

A shadowy face appears above me, upside-down. I’m confused trying to make sense of it, but finally I recognize Cato. A muzzle covers the lower half of his face, leather and metal hooked over his nose and mouth so his sharp teeth are barely visible.

In a blink, he rips my tank top open, growling as my breasts bounce out. He puts his knees on my shoulders to hold them down as Orion pulls my shorts off (without ripping them). Cato pulls my knees up and spreads my legs wide.

But I’m hardly paying attention to how they’re manhandling me because in this position, Cato’s cock hovers over my face. Precum has the head slick and shiny, dripping down the shaft and highlighting his veins. I want to trace them with my tongue.

At the base of his shaft is the large, round bulge of his knot. It doesn’t look like it could fit inside me, and it’s not even inflated yet. Cato’s balls are tight against his body, pale skin in stark contrast to the shock of red hair around it.

The scent of his precum is strong, and I whine, wanting my chocolate treat. Chocolate has always been my favorite food, and I’ve been desperate to taste Cato since we met. I try to sit up so I can reach it, forgetting he has me pinned.

He watches me struggle, dark eyes burning and hungry. My heart pounds at seeing his alpha so focused on me. Cato’s scent is usually semisweet, but now the dark chocolate smell is stronger under the power of his other half.

I only manage to break his gaze because Orion distractsme by licking my pussy, his face buried between my thighs. I close my eyes and moan.

Orion does it again, an almost lazy swipe up my pussy like he’s tasting me. My body is happy to make more slick for him, but I only let him get a few more licks before I lose my patience.

I tangle my fingers in his hair and pull his face against me. I rub his nose against my clit and grind his lips against mine. Orion follows my command, his tongue thoroughly exploring me and circling my clit before pressing inside to rub my G-spot.

My legs shake and twitch, but Cato keeps them spread for him.

I’m hot all over, desperate, every nerve in my body going haywire. The orgasm catches me by surprise.

I whimper as I come, holding Orion tight so he stays tongue-deep in me while I flood his face.