Page 66 of Knot Now Knot Ever

Zachary switched the overhead water back on and kneeled in front of me with a sudsy loofah. “Exactly, which is why I asked the guys to give us some one-on-one time. That’s what I was referring to, not just washing your hair.” He grinned, picked up a foot, and worked the loofa up my leg. “What did your fathers do?”

“They created an online platform for e-commerce,” I answered. When I saw his confused expression, I smiled. “I know. It didn’t make any sense to me until I was in college. It’s one of the major reasons I chose not to be part of the company and let more qualified people run things. Essentially, they created an online shopping host where business owners pay to use the platform they created instead of building one of their own. So let’s say you order something online, and when you check out, it will say something like shop hosted by Shopeasy.com.”

“Wait, is Shopeasy the company they started?” Zachary asked.

“It is, but I don’t think they had any clue it would turn into the massive company it is today,” I admitted. “Their goal was to allow anyone to start a business if they wanted to. Their platform would do the heavy lifting so all they had to do was worry about creating a product the world needed.”

“They sound like someone I’d really have loved to meet,” Zachary commented, dropping his gaze as he started on my other leg.

I appreciated his efforts to give me privacy if I was getting emotional, but while I will miss my fathers every day, the pain of losing them isn’t as painful anymore. What I struggle with might stem from them dying, but it wasn’t their fault. They didn’t choose to die and leave me alone to deal with Mother’s brokenness.

“Are you close with your family?” I asked.

“That’s a tough question to answer. I love my family, but they are hard to be around,” Zachary said with a sigh. “They want what’s best for me and are proud of the life I’ve made for myself. However, we always seem to be battling over the boundaries I’ve put in place. My pack comes first, end of story. Everything I do or decision I make is viewed through that lens. Somehow, that makes me a son who’s turned his back on his real family because I won’t be their personal bank when they need a loan. If they only learned to have some discipline when it came to spending, they’d have more than enough to do what they wanted.”

With a frustrated growl, Zachary stood and grabbed the stool, spinning it around. Now, the water washed the soap off my front while he worked on my back. After sweeping my hair aside, he kissed my neck, eliciting a hum of pleasure from me.

“Enough talk about them,” Zachary whispered as his hand came around and slipped between my legs. “Like I said, I won’t let them come between me and my pack. See what happens when they distract me… I forgot to clean a rather important spot, don’t you think?”

Oh so slowly, Zachary slid two fingers into my pussy. My head fell back onto his shoulder as I moaned long and loudly. I didn’t think it was possible for an Omega to feel raw from too much sex, but I can personally confirm it happens.

“How many knots did this pretty pussy of yours take? Just think, each time they pumped your pussy full of cum marking you as ours.” As he spoke, I could feel his fingers making a scooping motion as if to help clean the cum out of me. “Oh, but we didn’t just use your pussy, did we? I can’t forget about making sure your ass gets cleaned up as well. Think you can stand for me, honey bear?”

I wasn’t sure, but I knew damn well I was going to try.

“That’s my good girl. Now, place your hands here to keep yourself steady,” he instructed, pressing himself to my back. “Next, your legs… spread them wide for me, my perfect little Omega.”

With my hands on the wall and legs spread, I shivered in anticipation. Zachary pulled the stool over, putting him at the perfect height so his face was right at ass level. It took me seconds to approve of his style of ‘cleaning’ as his tongue swiped from clit to ass. Oral wasn’t something many of my past partners enjoyed, but it was becoming crystal clear that my pack was all about it. There was no question they were doing this for themselves as much as me. Zachary didn’t play favorites, giving both entrances a thorough wash before surging to his feet. I moaned as I felt the blunt tip of his cock teasing my ass.

“Remember when I warned that once I fucked you, I wouldn’t ever want to stop? This is what I meant,” he whispered, then eased himself into my ass. “Oh fuck. You’re so damn tight. Does this mean your pack gets to teach your body the wonders of anal?”

I was really hoping he didn’t expect any answers from me because I couldn’t remember my own name. Zachary pressed his whole body against mine so I was pinned between him and the shower. Then he lifted one leg allowing him to thrust deeper into my ass, thrusting out cries of pleasure as he fucked me. All I could do was surrender to him as he claimed my body, but I trusted he wouldn’t let anything happen to me as he whispered I was his good girl.

After making sure I’d come at least twice, Zachary pursued his climax. Just when I felt his knot starting to swell, he pulled out, and hot ropes of cum landed on my ass as he roared. The second he gave me enough space, I was on my knees, choking on his cock as I squeezed his knot. Zachary fisted my hair as he bucked into my mouth, chasing the last bits of pleasure I could give him.

“Goddamn, woman,” he groaned, scooping me up in his arms to kiss me senseless. “You are fucking amazing, Lyra, and I’m one of the lucky bastards who gets to spend his life with you. How am I supposed to help you pack so we can get you settled in our home when all I’m gonna be thinking about is your devilish mouth.”

“We could skip the packing and start from scratch,” I offered, feeling rather certain that once I got a good night’s sleep, I’d be more than happy to stay in bed naked and knotted with any one of my pack.

“Don’t tempt me, honey bear. I’m more than happy to take you at your word,” Zachary warned, stepping back under the water to wash off my back before exiting the shower.

Tanner was there waiting for us with a towel to wrap me in. “Come here, starlight. If I don’t take you out of this brute’s hands, he’ll never get to showering himself.”

“Sure you don’t want to stay and keep an eye on me?” Zachary asked, a knowing smirk on his lips.

“Nice try, lover boy,” Tanner shot back, slapping Zachary’s ass. “If you’re not out in ten minutes, I’m sending Pascal in next.”

The threat seemed to work as intended, causing Tanner to snicker as he carried me out of the bathroom.

Once everyone had showered and put on clean clothes, we all voted to head back to our home for the night. Right now, we needed a large amount of food and a clean bed to pass out in. Since none of us had the energy to strip the bed and put on clean sheets, the next best thing was to change location. It also helped that our kitchen was fully stocked to deal with feeding four or more people, but I’d already ordered from our favorite Indian restaurant.

Pascal helped Lyra pack a bag for at least a week so she didn’t feel the need to rush back. Tomorrow we’d figure out the best plan for Lyra and Eli to move in. Our bedraggled pack headed down to the lobby where the car Eli ordered would be waiting. However, when we stepped out of the elevator, we were greeted by a man named Lewis.

“Afternoon, Miss Clark, Mr. Thatcher, gentleman,” Lewis said with a rather concerned look. “Your car is here, but I’ve had them go around back where the loading dock is to offer you all some privacy. I’m not sure what’s happened, but reporters have started to circle like vultures over the past two days. We’ve done everything possible to keep them off the property, but I would feel better having you go out the back.”

Lyra’s brows knitted together as she looked to Eli for answers as Fawn reached out and took Lyra’s hand, reassuring her. The Alpha’s expression was what I would expect from a man who was fiercely protective of the people he loved. I had to agree with Lewis. It would be better for everyone involved to go out the back. Otherwise, I’d be worried Eli might end up in jail and a reporter being rushed to the hospital.

“Thank you, Lewis,” I spoke up before Eli could do something he might regret. “I appreciate how you’ve gone the extra mile for us. I’d be grateful if you could show us where to exit out the back.”