Page 101 of Knotting Autumn

“Come on, baby, don’t you want to see what you’re doing to your mate?” Cole said, his voice like velvet brushing over my skin.

I forced my eyes open. One of Cole’s hands gripped my jaw, turning my head so I was looking at Sawyer’s flushed face. His back arched, eyes locked on me, his lips swollen.

With his other hand, Cole traced down my sternum to the apex of my thighs. His long, nimble fingers dipped lower, feeling where I was taking Sawyer into my body. A shiver worked its way down my spine.

Smirking, Cole drew his fingers up to circle my clit. The direct contact had me crying out.

“Go ahead. Scream, baby. I want the whole pack to know that I please my mate,” Thorne purred. His teeth scraped over my shoulder, in the same spot as his claim mark.

“I can’t hold on,” Sawyer moaned, his knot swelling in my pussy, locking me against him.

Thorne’s movements became shorter and rougher as he grew closer to his release too.

“Get her to come, Cole,” Thorne commanded. “And do it quickly. She’s so fucking tight, stuffed full of our cocks.”

“Sweetheart, you’re almost there, aren’t you?” Cole brushed a kiss against my cheek and then my lips. I kissed him back, grateful for the distraction when my entire body was on the verge of combusting.

“Fuck!” Thorne cursed, his cock flooding me with his warm cum.

The slippery feeling along with his knot filling me was the final straw. The feeling of dropping off a cliff seized me, raging pleasure ripping through me, and I jerked back from Cole, letting out a hoarse scream that echoed in the large office.

Sawyer was coming too, the feeling making my own orgasm stretch on for what seemed like forever. I couldn’t think, couldn’tbreathe. All I could do was pulse around both of my mates, milking their cocks for every bit of their cum, locked inside by their knots.

When I finally came back to myself, Thorne was panting against my back. Cole cradled Sawyer’s head, leaning over him for a kiss. We stayed like that for long minutes, the afterglow filling our mating bonds with heated devotion.

Every one of my muscles felt like Jell-o, and when their knots finally released, Thorne had to help me off the desk. I dropped onto the sofa and let him wipe me clean.

Cole laughed to himself as he cleaned the desktop.

“Worth the effort of clearing off your desk?” he asked Thorne, who sank down beside me.

My fated mate laughed breathlessly, rolling his eyes at Cole. “Always.”

I smiled up at him, and he dipped his head to kiss my shoulder.

Sawyer watched us from Thorne’s heavy leather office chair. “I can’t believe you guys schemed up a whole office fuckery plan.”

Leaving the rag on the desk, Cole pivoted to face his mate. “Don’t act like you didn’t love every second of that.”

“Yeah, but it’s still funny,” Sawyer protested.

Cole settled himself on Sawyer’s lap, using a finger under his chin to raise his face so he could kiss him. As they broke apart, he murmured, “You love being used like that. I bet you’ll be begging to do this again within a few days.”

“Ridiculous, cocky bastard,” Sawyer grumbled even as he looped his arms around Cole’s waist.

A cozy silence draped over us. Sighing, I leaned back into Thorne. His hand cupped my breast, slowly rubbing over my nipple with his thumb.

“Don’t you need to get back to work, alpha?” I asked.

“That’s the nice thing about being the one in charge. I can take time off whenever I like,” Thorne said, his words lifting with his smile.

Cole snorted.

“Fine, I really do have a lot to get done. But you’re more important than my to-do list. All of you are,” Thorne said, and my heart squeezed at his inclusion of Cole and Sawyer.

“No worries. We’ll get dressed and leave you to it. But hurry home, because I think we should have time for an encore before everyone comes over for game night.”

Grinning, I straightened and started pulling clothes on. Cole helped Sawyer gather his clothes so he could also get dressed.