Page 56 of Knot Now Knot Ever

I nuzzled my nose against his, proud of him for seeing the truth, and I’m not sure I could have said it any better. “Yes, she does,” I murmured, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips.

Sitting up, Fawn turned his focus on Lyra, stretched himself out over her body, cupped her face, and kissed her with all the emotion he’d bottled up. I watched as Lyra melted under his attention and let her hands drift up and down Fawn’s back. Fawn slowly moved down her body, making Lyra gasp, moan, and shiver at his touch. When he finally reached her pussy, Fawn glanced back, letting me know he wanted my help.

With one arm wrapped around his waist, I covered his hand with the other. “Forgive me if you already know this, but I’m going to start with the basics,” I said, curling my fingers over his until only our pointer fingers were still extended. “Spread her open so you can see her pussy clearly,” I instructed.

Fawn parted her lower lips, revealing the glistening pink skin underneath.

“Here at the top is her clit. It has more nerve endings than any part of the body, making it extremely sensitive. Think of this like the head of your cock, where you feel the most sensation. Just like for men, you don’t want to go after something so delicate with a dry hand. No one finds that enjoyable, so be sure to coat your finger in slick or even your spit. From the clit, we move straight down to her pussy entrance. Women only have one road that leads to the cervix or womb, unlike male Omegas,” I informed.

Ensuring both our fingers side by side were nice and lubed, I slowly guided them in showing Fawn the best angle. While that could change from woman to woman, most needed a slight downward slide. Fawn’s breathing became ragged as our fingers were now encased in Lyra’s warm, perfect pussy.

“As you know, men have a happy button, and if it’s used correctly, it can have you coming in a minute. Women have one too, and they call it the G-spot. Do you feel right here this little spongy bit? That is Lyra’s internal happy button. Now, if you pet it nice and slow with firm pressure, you might even get Lyra to squirt,” I explained as I performed the movement, showing Fawn firsthand how to drive a woman mad.

Lyra’s eyes rolled back in her head as she thrashed, clawing at the bedding, with mindless babble spilling out of her mouth. When I felt her pussy start to flutter, I knew we were getting close, so I picked up the pace with Fawn matching my movements.

“The second you feel her trying to squeeze, we’re going to pull out,” I warned, knowing it would happen any second.

The look of determination on Fawn’s face was goddamn adorable at the way the tip of his tongue peeked out. I almost missed the moment because it was so distracting, but Fawn was at the ready, yanking his hand back just as Lyra’s back bowed. I quickly took our fingers and rubbed them furiously over Lyra’s clit, shocking her body with pleasure. Then came the water works, just as I’d hoped. Bucking wildly under our exquisite torture, Lyra came hard and squirted all over Fawn’s chest. It shocked him so much he froze, but I kept pushing for more. The second wave had her squirting once more, but not as much, so it just showered our arms and hands.

Unable to take any more, Lyra curled up into a ball and rolled onto her side. Aftershocks caused Lyra’s whole body to twitch and shudder while she moaned.

“Holy fucking shit!” Fawn gasped, looking at me, his brow creased in worry. “Is she going to be all right?”

“Yes, our girl just needs a few minutes to recover, but she’ll be just fine,” I assured Fawn, kissing his temple. “Maybe you could get her some water and find a towel to help clean all of us up?”

Fawn nodded and slid off the bed, giving me the perfect view of his cute ass as he walked away.

Crawling over to Lyra, I scooped her up in my arms and moved to the other side of the bed, where it was dry. Keeping her curled up, I hugged her to my chest, nuzzling her head as I started to purr. Even Omegas had a limit for what they could handle in bed, and I think we’d reached hers. Honestly, I was surprised my rut wasn’t pushing me to just lower her onto my cock and knot up my girl. Then I remembered something Bailey-Rose had once said, trying to explain why she wasn’t worried about her Alphas taking things too far, even in rut.

“No matter what happens or how lost in rut my Alpha might be, nothing will stop them from putting my needs first. Everyone else in the house might be in danger, but their Omega is forever cherished and protected.”

Right now, it was clear as day that what Lyra needed was to be held and loved, not fucked. She snuggled closer so her nose was right at the base of my neck, where my scent was the strongest. God, I wanted to feel her teeth on my skin, leaving her claim on me as I left my mark on her. This woman had been alone long enough, and I craved the chance to prove that I’d never leave her. Lyra was mine, but I was just as much hers, ready to devote whatever time it took to undo all the lies her fear caused her to believe.

The bed dipped, alerting me to Fawn’s return. I peppered Lyra’s face in kisses before shifting her to sit in my lap with her back resting against my chest. She took the water from Fawn, and I snagged the washcloth to wipe my face, which was a little itchy from the drying slick. Once as clean as we would get, we curled up together in a puppy pile to take a quick nap.

Soft moans and the slap of skin woke me. I hadn’t realized how tired I’d been or how little sleep I’d gotten being separated from my Omegas. Cracking open one eye, I found Fawn lazily fucking Lyra as the two Omegas were wrapped around each other like a pretzel. Letting out a loud yawn, I stretched before sitting up and heading to the bathroom to take a piss. I didn’t want to interrupt the two of them—yet. They deserved a little time together before my rut-controlled brain decided whose hole I was going to stuff next.

Returning to the bed, I was at the perfect angle to see the glorious sight of Fawn’s dick gliding in and out of Lyra. There was something utterly erotic about watching the way her pussy stretched and wrapped around Fawn’s cock. The sound of how wet she was only added to the scene, as was the way her nails dug into Fawn’s perky ass, urging him deeper. I started to stroke my cock, wishing this moment would be ingrained in my memory for all time.

Fawn began to speed up as he came closer to finishing. His grunts and soft growls as he chased his orgasm were matched by Lyra’s pleading for him not to stop what he was doing. As if in perfect harmony, they both climaxed together, and I saw Fawn’s balls tighten, filling Lyra with his cum. I knew and respected Lyra’s choice not to have children, but I couldn’t help picturing how precious a child they created together would look.

I shook my head, clearing the thought from my mind. There was no reason to daydream about something that wasn’t going to happen.

Back on the bed, I crawled over to my Omegas, now lying side by side panting, faces glowing with that just-fucked look. “Looks like you two started without me,” I commented.

“Sorry, Lie-lie, but you were sleeping so soundly we didn’t want to wake you,” Fawn said, tugging a pillow under his head.

“I see, and how did letting me sleep turn into you two little bunnies deciding to go at it without me?” I pressed, scowling as if I were angry.

Lyra pushed up onto her forearms, worry written all over her face. “Was that wrong? Did you want it so Fawn and I can only mess around when you’re included? We didn’t mean to upset you.”

“No, wait, Lyra, I’m not upset at all,” I clarified, reaching for her. “Hey, come here, petal.”

My arms wrapped her up in a hug as I continued to reassure her. “I’m the one who should be sorry. I didn’t think that would upset you, and I never meant it to. With everything I said to Fawn before his lesson, I assumed you’d know how I felt about the two of you being together. Lyra, I love seeing how much you and Fawn care about each other. The way you two interact, it’s clear as day you were created for each other. I won’t speak for the others, but around me, you never have to question if I’m jealous of you two being together.”

“That’s not how it was with my other pack,” Lyra admitted. “They were always worried I would pick favorites, so they created a schedule we all followed. If something happened to change the schedule or a spur-of-the-moment quickie happened, a fight was sure to break out when the others heard. Even though I knew it would cause a fight, I made them tell the rest of the pack it happened because I knew it would be so much worse if they found out another way. Toward the end, they considered instead of one-on-one time, we only have sex as a group. This way, no one could say I was playing favorites.”

“Wow, that’s a bunch of insecure bullshit.” Fawn scoffed. “I don’t mean to speak badly about people you might still have feelings for, but those assholes didn’t deserve you. I kinda feel sorry for their Omega if this BS is still going on.”