Page 134 of Knot Only For One Night

“As long as we don’t get distracted,” I murmur and Reed nods. My omega is very much over the waiting game to mark her mates and needs to feel her teeth in their skin as soon as possible.

“Asher, when was the last time?” Reed asks, his hand palming Asher’s dick over his sweatpants. Asher tenses, groaning as he tries not to move his body.

His lips part, and I take that chance to suck up his gasp, crashing my lips to his. I break our kiss shortly, though—he has a question to answer and the faster he does it the sooner I get what I want. I trail my lips across the side of his face and down his neck. My core pulses with need, as pomegranates mix with pancakes and cranberries in the air.

“Not that long ago⁠—”

“Ah, ah, Asher. When?” Reed grips him more firmly, his eyes holding Asher’s hostage.

“I don’t remember.”

I nip his shoulder hard, not enough to bond but enough to get my point across. “Hey! That last time was with me!”

“The date, Moonlight, I don’t remember the date. Everything else, fuck, etched in my brain.”

“It wasn’t that long ago, just this week actually.”

Fuck, it’s been an eventful week. Soren bonding me, Reed getting pissy, Asher’s rut, Reed then bonding me, the attack. Damn.

“Monday?”

My grin is pure evil. “Nope.”

Reed pulls at Asher’s waistband. Asher lifts his hips for him to pull them down, his dick jutting out. A bead of precum is already leaking from his head.

I move to lick it off, climbing over Asher’s shoulder, noticing how he doesn’t groan or seem affected by my leaning damn near my whole body over his shoulder.

Reed stops me, my hands braced on Asher’s wonderfully thick thighs as Reed uses his hand to smear the cum on Asher’s dick. Asher moans at the contact of the single jerk of Reed’s hand. I moan too, even at the loss of his pomegranate cum.

“Soon, Princess. We have to follow the rules.”

“Asher, hurry up!” I whimper as I go to move back, but Asher is quick, his mouth finding the skin between my skirt waistband and my shirt, kissing the skin there before biting me lightly. His teeth drag deliciously against my skin and my omega brain goes into a frenzy of pleasure. My pussy flutters, needing something to squeeze when he does this. “Oh you’re not playing fair.”

“You gonna deny your omega, Red?” Asher says, a cocky fucking smirk on his face as his arm twists so he’s holding my waist tight against his shoulder, and I’m stuck bracing myself against him.

His arm flexes, his flexibility surprising as he reaches under my skirt and his fingers find my drenched core.

I moan at the slightest contact.

“It’s not me denying her, asshole,” Reed grumbles. His hands shake as he kneels in between Asher’s legs.

The alpha’s thick fingers move my wet panties aside, slowly lapping in the slick that’s pooled there. My hips jerk, trying to get him to enter, but he moves his fingers away, dragging my slick over the back of my thigh, over my exposed skin.

“Tuesday,” Asher grumbles out and I shake my head no. Half tempted to lie and say yes, but I can’t get myself to be a bad girl and do it.

“Wednesday! It was Wednesday!”

I nod as Asher yells out the answer and Reed takes my immediate confirmation and wraps his lips around Asher’s straining dick. His lips eat him whole and Asher plunges his fingers in my entrance, finally giving my pussy something to squeeze. Thank fuck.

“I’m already too damn close,” Asher murmurs as Reed goes down, his spit making an absolutely hot mess of Asher’s dick. Pleasure flows molten through my pussy as Asher pumps his fingers.

My teeth ache, my original mission clouding everything in my brain as I lean down, Asher’s delicious upper thigh my target. I bite down as he thrusts his fingers in, hitting my g-spot, as his entire body tightens.

Reed lets his dick go with a pop, smiling down at me before matching my spot on his other thigh, biting down, making him ours forever.

I come as my teeth release him, keening as the orgasm wracks through my body. I can hardly hold myself up as Asher comes, hot ropes covering his stomach.

“Need help cleaning that up?” I ask, but Asher doesn’t let me. Yanking me over his shoulder, he twists me so my shoulder is under his jaw and he’s biting down, completing our bond.