“It feels better inside,” Killian answered. “But you won’t feel completion until you’ve had all of us. And it takes half an hour to an hour for a knot to soften.”
Renz groaned as he eased himself back. His knot had swollen to full now, too, and he sat on the edge of the bed as he panted.
I wanted to take him into my mouth, to take all of them, but I just didn’t have enough parts. Once more, I wished I could split myself four ways so I could have them all at once. My mind was already starting to cloud, the ache between my thighs growing even deeper.
Owen climbed onto the bed and leaned back against the headboard. He took my hands and pulled me over him, straddling his muscular thighs. He caught my breasts in his hands and massaged them, squishing them together, then buried his face in them. My skin tingled, and a snap seemed to sweep right to my clit.
“So lovely,” he moaned into my skin. “So big!”
“I always thought they were kind of small. At least in comparison to the rest of me,” I admitted. I squirmed on his lap, his cock trapped beneath me. My pussy throbbed, begging to be filled again. As good as it felt to have his mouth and hands on my breasts, it wasn’t enough.
“Big,” Owen said firmly.
His hands dropped to my hips, and he lifted me slightly, then took his cock and positioned it in the right place. Then he cupped my breast again and nodded at me. “You can set the pace this time.”
I lowered myself so quickly that he slipped to one side instead of going in. With a grunt of annoyance, I lifted myselfand contorted myself, pushing my belly in with my hands so I could see what was happening. This time, when I lowered myself, I felt his thick length slide into me. I smiled as he filled me. My muscles were sore, and I was getting tired, but the feelings were so nice I didn’t wait to regain my strength.
I started moving, first bouncing up and down, but quickly found that I wanted more contact at my peak. Owen’s hands moved over me, often returning to my breasts, as I ground against him. He thrust upward into me, our bodies making a slick, wet sound. He cupped my cheek in one hand and drew me in for a kiss. I returned it, groaning into him.
His muscular body moved beneath me, the flex of his muscles sending shivers through me. My orgasm crept up on me, the intensity higher than it ever had been. I grunted into his mouth, squirming and grinding and thrusting. Owen’s tongue thrust into me, and I fought against the peak, the edge that he was taking me to.
“Jasmine,” Jace groaned behind me. He kissed my neck as Owen’s tongue flicked over my collarbone.
The heat of the two men surrounded me. Jace’s hands moved over my body, like he couldn’t hold himself back any further. I was surprised he had shown enough patience to last this long.
Owen lifted me suddenly, climaxing onto my thigh. His knot formed at the base of his shaft, and my hand dropped to it, feeling over the engorged flesh while that sense of sadness went through me. I didn’t have long before Jace was lifting me up and pushing himself against me. He entered me from behind, already panting. Owen held my hips while Jace pushed me forward, kneeling between my legs. I held the headboard on either side of Owen’s head as Jace pounded into me.
It took only a few strokes before I finally got that blissful release. I collapsed against Owen as the orgasm filled me. My toes curled, and my eyes fluttered shut. My thighs shook, and all that waiting and anticipation left me boneless.
Jace didn’t last long, either. Like the others, he pulled out just as he started to climax, spilling partially inside, but not staying in long enough to knot and lock us together.
Owen carefully moved me, laying me down on the bed. My whole body ached, my heart raced, and I panted as I tried to catch my breath. As the aftershocks made my body weak, and I kept my eyes shut, reveling in this moment.
“I think that’s probably done it,” Owen said. He rearranged me on the bed, so I was more comfortable.
He probably said more, but between the satisfaction and the exertion, I was too far gone to hear it. I drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Chapter 14 - Renz
The morning after Jasmine’s heat, I had to leave before she woke up. I gazed at her as she slept, slowly dressing so I didn’t disturb anyone. Jealousy tightened my chest as the other three shifted around her, drawing closer to fill the space I used to occupy. I wanted to crawl back into bed and snuggle close to her until she woke up so we could resume our Olympics from the previous night.
But I had work. I headed outside and met with the warriors who were part of this morning’s patrol, and we headed out. Our mission today was to check the vanishing lakes and some other areas within the territory.
We ran in a loose formation, relaxed despite the worries of what we might find. My mind was full of last night and what sex with her had felt like. I felt strangely unfulfilled, having knotted in the air instead of her. While I understood the practicality of it, I wanted to have another chance, to go slower and embrace the connection more fully.
I’d had my fair share of women and never knotted in any of them. It was never something I found particularly necessary. In the past, I’d always felt satisfied afterward. And it wasn’t as though I wasn’t satisfied with Jasmine. It was just that I wanted more of her.
There was something about her. Something other than her being in heat, something I suspected was more than our marriage, too.
My second bumped my shoulder. I shook myself. I’d gotten caught up in my thoughts so much that we’d reached the first lake without even realizing it. I tried to focus on the site, checking the levels. It had dropped another two feet. Ourattempts at relocating the fish had caught a few snags. This wasn’t good.
The second lake was in better condition, having only dropped six inches. But it had dropped, and that wasn’t a good sign.
I was still distracted by thoughts of Jasmine. I sent the others back to the town and went back to the first lake, staring at it intently. After thoughts of the previous night kept invading my mind, I headed further up the mountain, trying to distract myself. I wasn’t used to having these sorts of thoughts about a woman.
While I was glad that Jasmine was more comfortable with us, and I wanted things to keep improving, it was just a lot. I wasn’t sure how things were going to change after this. And what if she got pregnant? We’d all pulled out, yes, but that wasn’t really a reliable form of birth control, especially considering she was in heat.
Thoughts of Jasmine were quickly driven from my head when I reached a high cliffside peak and looked over Maplewood. The long, flat space at the base of the valley, the grasslands, had all turned black.
