Page 131 of Knot Here for You


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He’s so fucking pleased he bit me, too. That I wanted it.

Carefully, his mouth detaches from my breast, and he gives it one more lick. It’s bleeding more than the others, a thin rivulet of red flowing over my skin. Toph drops his forehead to mine. “Fuck, I’m sorry I hurt you.”

My fingers lace into the hair at the nape of his neck as I shake my head. “I wanted you to. I promise I’m okay.”

I lean up to peck his lips. When he pulls back, I don’t miss that his eyes latch onto the crescents he left on me. His gaze flicks up to Jackson. “Do you think if you tend to it-”

Jackson is already bending closer, his tongue swiping up my blood, laving over the wound. It’s an uncomfortable feeling, nothing like when he licks his own bond mark, but it’s not painful.

When he pulls back, its stopped bleeding, just like my other bites.

“I think that might work,” my prime alpha says, eyes shining as he looks at us, both of his mates. “Fuck. You two are a pretty sight.” He bends and kisses my forehead. “How are you feeling?”

I beam at him. “Sweaty, sticky, covered in cum and slick, and fucking amazing.”

“Let’s get you cleaned up. Then you can rest.” Topher laughs and carefully pulls out of me. The gush of sticky moisture between my legs makes my nose wrinkle, but every single one of my men stares down at the spot, primal hunger lighting their gazes, along with so much pride.

“That might be the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” Ford murmurs, as Asher reaches down and swipes up some of the mess before fucking it back into me, slowly.

“All of our cum mixed together, dripping out of you,” Davis shakes his head. “You’ll be lucky if we ever let you not be like this.”

Topher hums his agreement. “Yes. I think we should always have our girl dripping.”

Jackson’s big hand strokes over my lower belly. “Fuck yes. We’re gonna fucking breed you, baby girl. Always dripping cum. For the rest of our lives.”

“I don’t have a problem with that,” I say, and I really don’t. My omega loves the idea of them marking me, not with just their bites, but with their scents, their cum. I love the idea of them being that possessive of me, wanting to stake their claim.

Ford pushes a strand of hair behind my ear, then frowns, dragging the tips of his fingers over my forehead. “You’re boiling, Vee.”

I nod. “Yeah, that’s what happens when an omega goes into heat. The only cure is cocks and knots.” I tap my finger against my chin. “And maybe tongues and fingers.”

Asher tilts his head. “You sure you don’t want to rest first?”

I frown at him before flopping back onto the mattress, stretching my arms overhead. “You know my doctor prescribed orgasms, right? Literally, lots and lots of orgasms.”

Davis grins, crawling over my body. “Well, if it’s for your health, who are we to say no?”

I grin up at him, draping my arms over his shoulders. “Exactly.”

Rule 32: You can’t choose your family, you can choose your pack

Four days.

Vee’s heat lasts for four days. The longest I’ve heard of a heat lasting is three, but I’m not complaining. Fuck. Who would complain about knotting their omega repeatedly? Who would complain about making her come repeatedly while she screams their name?

Goddamn, the last four days have been some of the best sex of my life with Vee and Asher, and surprisingly, Ford, too. I never thought he would be okay with crossing swords, but apparently when his omega is in heat and mentions how hot she finds it, he’s all in.

I can’t blame him. I’m all the fuck in, too. Have been since the first time I laid eyes on the girl when we were twelve.

I’m the first one awake. I’ve been up for at least an hour, though I can’t say for certain. There’s no clock in the nest and although I found Jackson’s cell phone, the battery’s dead. That’s what happens when you don’t charge your phone because you’re too busy fucking your mate.

My chest glows with the bond—bonds, plural. Asher and I have been connected for years, but this is better, stronger. All of us merged together into one amalgamation, one joined unit. A pack. Vee will never be alone again. If she gets lost or runs away, I’ll go with her. Fuck, I can’t imagine spending even a few hours away from her.

Going back to work is going to suck.

Maybe I don’t have to. We have enough money. We could all just take a permanent hiatus. Spend our days travelling, fucking, breeding. Fuck, I groan inwardly as my dick forms into a chubby, not fully erect but on the way.

You’d think after four days the cock would need a break, but the idea of Vee round with our baby is such a fucking turn on.

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