He's caught between the force of my thrusts and the relentless pull of Raff's hand, his body a vessel for our pleasure.
"Come for us, Adam," Raff commands in a whisper. "Come now."
Adam's body bows, his head dropping back, his orgasm ripping through him without a sound. He comes all over Raff's hand and his own belly, his inner muscles clamping down on me. The sensation is too much, and I follow him over the edge with a stifled grunt, pouring myself into him.
But something is different.
A strange pressure builds at the base of mycock. It's not the full, violent expansion of a true knot, but a distinct, undeniable swell.
The hot bulge presses against Adam's entrance, stretching him a little more, and my breath hitches. And Adam's reaction is instantaneous.
A sharp, broken gasp tears from his throat, his back arching off the bed as his body goes taut. His eyes, which had been squeezed shut in pleasure, fly open, wide and disbelieving. He looks down at where we're joined, then back up at my face, and a slow, beautiful smile spreads across his lips. It's not a simple smile of pleasure. It's one of pure, unadulterated awe and joy, as if he's been given the most precious gift in the world.
"Cliff," he breathes, my name a sweet whisper on his lips. "You...you're..." He trails off as I push deeper, making the beta’s eyes roll into the back of his head.
The sight of his unbridled happiness is stunning, but it's overshadowed by a dawning, impossible realization. Alphas don't knot betas.
It's a fundamental part of our biology, a function reserved only for omegas after a mating bond has formed.
But this…this is happening.
The sensation is a perfect, snug pressure that detonates up my spine and wipes my brain clean. It's a shocking, intimate secret between my body and his, a feeling so profoundly right it stops me cold for a full breath.
"Fuck me," Raff’s eyes flashing as he stares at the inflated base of my shaft, a half-formed knot stretching Adam's ass.
The sight is so raw that it shatters the alpha’s control. He wraps a hand around his own cock, his strokes fast and desperate. With a choked groan, he comes, painting Adam's stomach and dick in thick, white ropes.
Exhausted, Raff collapses in a heap next to Adam.
We're a tangle of limbs and heaving breaths, a sweaty, sticky, sated mess. I'm still stuffed inside Adam, my under-inflated knot a deep, throbbing presence. Raff lies down beside us, his arm thrown over Adam's middle, his hand resting on my hip, his release cooling on Adam's skin between us.
I lean down, my lips finding the raised, silvered scar of the mating bite on the side of Adam's neck. I press a soft kiss to it, my tongue darting out to taste the familiar salt of his skin. A low, contented hum vibrates through the beta’s chest, a sound of pure satisfaction.
"I love you," I murmur against the mark.
"Love you too, beta," Raff echoes, his voice thick with emotion.
Adam makes a soft, contented sound, snuggled beneath me. His body finally relaxes, his breathing even and natural.
What happened?
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Gray light is pressingagainst my eyelids when I wake up.
It takes me a long time to understand where I am.
Slowly, my eyes focus. There's a ceiling above me with a popcorn texture. There’s a ceiling fan that isn't moving, and lace curtains filtering pale dawn light into the small room. Everything smells like an odd mix of cinnamon and lemon.
I shift and my body aches.I’m so sore.It goes all the way to the bone, like I've been wrung out and put back together wrong. My thighs are stiff. My abdomen is tender with a bruised, hollow feeling low in my belly. My lips are cracked and my mouth is so dry it hurts to swallow.
Blinking hard, I look around, trying to remember.
I'm on a couch.
A squishy, old one with a crocheted blanket pulled up to my chin. My fingers are curled around the edge of it like I was holding on in my sleep. There's a TV across from me that looks like it hasn't been turned on in years, a reclinerwith a quilt draped over the arm, and wood paneling covers every wall. There are framed photos I can't quite make out in the low light.
I don't know this place.
