Page 43 of Knot Your Pucking Secret

I reach up, needing to feel more, gripping tightly to his hair as I fuck him, his words like a war cry as I chase my release.

“Come for me, Omega. Come around my cock. Fuck me like you mean it, baby!”

This is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Led by nothing more than our instincts, he takes me there. His hand trails to the spot between my thighs, gliding across my skin until he finds my clit. He circles me, throbbing beneath his touch as I climb, higher and higher until I catapult over the edge. Our eyes meet, our lips parted slightly, our naked bodies a mess of sweat and heat as I come on his cock, just like he asked me to. He holds me tightly as I ride through my orgasm, rendered possessed by the heat that has taken over me, watching in awe as the Beta chases his own.

But, I need more.

It needs an Alpha’s knot.

I’m so completely consumed that I can’t think straight. My vision blurs at the edges as the heat threatens to swallow me whole. I’m so overtaken that coherent thought becomes impossible.

I need… I need an Alpha.

My head snaps to the door, seconds before a knock sounds. As if my body called to him for this very moment.

Dominic.

“Lennon? Are you in?”

I knew I could scent him. Everything in this mind frame becomes stronger. More intense. Holden grips my face, turning my attention toward him.

“If you don’t want him in here, I will get rid of him.”

I can hear the sincerity in his voice, even through the haze that clouds my judgement. But the one thing I know for sure is that Idowant him.

“Come in,” I breathe out, my voice no more than a rasp.

Cautiously, Dominic walks through the door, his scent crashing into me like a tidal wave. His mouth drops open, a feral glint appearing in his eyes as he scents me, taking in the sightbefore him. The heat spike that’s sunk its talons so deeply into my skin that there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

Need. Want. Knot.

“Alpha, please. I need you,” I whisper on a moan.

Dominic is already peeling off his shirt and kicking off his pants, stripping down within moments. He crosses the room without hesitation, coming to stand behind us before lowering himself onto the edge of the chair to bring himself level with us.

He grunts as he guides his cock to my entrance, still filled with my Beta.

My Beta.

I’ll unpack that later.

That’s the one thing I like about Dominic. He doesn’t fuck around when he knows I want something. He acts immediately. He is tentative, careful in a way I never thought an Alpha like him could be, which is exactly what I need right now.

He slides into my damp heat, stretching me impossibly wide, his cock sliding against our Beta’s and I watch as Holden’s eyelids flutter closed, his own instincts to take what he wants from me, from us, on hold, as he lets our Alpha give me what I need. I scream as a second orgasm barrels over me. Both men grunt as I squeeze around their lengths, filling me so beautifully I can’t breathe.

“Fucking hell, Omega. You were fucking made for us,” Dominic murmurs, reaching out to hold me tightly, an act of possession and a gentle reminder that I am safe with them. His hands slide over my warm skin, pulling my body back against his chest. I rest my head on his shoulder, evidence of my claim still tender beneath me.

“Please, Alpha. I need more.Weneed more.” I’m begging at this point but I’m too lost to the sensation of them filling me to stop it, the heat still bearing its weight down on me.

I need it to stop.

I need it to stop or it’ll take me over and I can’t risk going under for days.

“Hold on then, baby,” he murmurs, placing a kiss over the top of my scent gland that has my instincts spiking. It has me wanting things that, even in my inebriated state, I know I can’t say no to. They haven’t finished groveling for me. “We’re gonna make this so good for you.”

Dominic thrusts his cock into me deeper, his hips slapping against my ass, and I can feel Holden jolt inside me as our Alpha claims us. Slick drenches the three of us, the squelching sounds obscene, but none of us care. That is the last thing on our minds as the heat takes hold, forcing us to be together as one.

Nothing else matters. Not the betrayals and heartbreaks over the past year. Not the way they annihilated my trust. Not the inheritance issues or the media slandering my old and new name. Nothing apart from our three bodies as they move together in a perfect symphony.