Page 109 of Knot Broken

Then I remembered we’d played this game before.

That first time we were together, he’d talked Nadia through taking my knot and that memory had my hand grinding down on the hard lump in my shorts. We were a pack, and while it’d taken me a bit to accept it, I had to trust that Grey knew what he was doing.

“Yes…!”

Nadia’s reply came out almost like a hiss. The shift of her body against the bed was hypnotic, luring me in closer, forcing my hand to slide up the strap of her tank top. Because if Grey was going to play at being a bad alpha, I’d step in to be the nice one.

“You look uncomfortable,” I said, letting my finger tips rest on her skin. “These clothes, the fabric, it has to be irritating your skin.”

“Yes!”

It was as if she just realised that was the case, her nails raking down her arms. I smoothed away the red trails they left, then pulled her top up and over her head.

“Fuck…” I don’t know how Grey did it. Like I had absolutely no chill, especially when it came to Nadia. Staring into her eyes, I smiled. “Love, you are so fucking beautiful.”

Back then, she’d mutely pleaded for me to see her, see what she needed and give it to her, but there was something else in her gaze right now. A knowledge that I would, I quickly realised. Skimming my hands across her ribs, I reached behind her to flick open the clasp of her bra, then eased it down her arms. My knuckles grazed the sides of her breasts, craving more, but I wouldn’t give into that impulse yet.

“Things got a little messy on the drive home, huh?” I asked, the sodden fabric clinging to her skin.

“I didn’t…” Her voice became a thin whine. “I didn’t know this was going to happen today. If⁠—”

“Shh…” I leaned forward, pressing my lips to hers in a chaste kiss. “It’s alright. I’ve got you.”

“We’ve got you.” Ethan’s head turned on a strange angle, his beast riding him hard as he fell to his knees before her. “Omega…”

Because once I had her naked, we all saw the state she was in. Skin flushed, sweat beading on her brow, her nipples were pulled so tight it looked painful. Then I looked between her legs. Shit… So red and slick, her pussy looked terribly swollen.

Luckily we had just the cure for that.

Sliding in behind her, I pressed her back against my chest, right before I drew her knees up. Ethan cursed, watching my every move, then glancing up at our mate.

“Nadia…” He was hanging on by a thread and I knew exactly what he was feeling. My knot ached so intensely it throbbed in time with my rapidly increasing heartbeat. “If I don’t taste you right fucking now⁠—”

Her hand shot out because my girl wasn’t so tentative anymore. She knew we loved to eat her out as much as she liked being on the receiving end. As his face was pushed between her legs, my hands moved to cover her breasts, so I wasn’t sure if it was Ethan’s tongue or my fingers that had her sighing.

“You said you wanted an eater.” Grey prowled closer, now down to just a pair of shorts. “Is Ethan doing the job right?”

“Mmph…”

Speech wasn’t possible for our mate right now, not as her whole body undulated in response to our ministrations.

“I need you to tell me, otherwise…” His hand landed on Ethan’s head. “I’ll be forced to step in and do the job right.”

Ethan made a muffled sound of protest, but her eyes flicked open, her lips peeling back in a snarl.

“Good,” she panted. “So good. Fuck, yes, just like that.”

My fingers moved to stretch her nipples just a little. We’d learned that the nerves seemed to respond to that kind of pressure real well.

“What’s he doing, my mate?” Grey asked. “Tell me exactly what’s happening.”

“He…” Her hips bucked as something else happened, her whole body stiffening. “He… Oh fuck, he’s pushing his fingers inside me and they’re close, so close…”

“Fingers won’t do the job for you.” He reached over, tilting her head up so she was forced to meet his eyes. “Only our knots will. That’s what you need.”

“Yes!” Her frantic nod was all I needed to see. Plucking her from Ethan’s face, I gripped her waist with one arm, right before holding my dick out with the other, for her to slide down. “Oh…”

Her sigh, the kiss of her cunt on my cock, it was like coming home. My grip around her waist tightened, because it was the only way I could cope with what was happening. We had sex all the time and every time it happened, it was the best day of my life, but this was different.