Page 61 of Knot Broken

There was a shuffle and then I was placed in the other man’s lap. As Grey dropped to his knees, his hands picked up one leg then another, placing them outside of Tex’s. The alpha at my back parted his, forcing mine open.

“Well, look at you.” There was a velvety purr to Grey’s voice, one I hadn’t heard before. At least outside of dreams. “Good enough to eat.”

“You sure you haven’t done this many times before,” I said, reaching down to tilt Grey’s eyes up to meet mine. “Because it’s starting to sound like you have.”

“Don’t have to have had lots of experience to know what you taste like, omega.” That change in tone, that sly smile, had me frowning. “Your scent on my tongue tells me everything I need to know.”

That shadowy figure in my dreams, I leaned closer, studying his face.

“And who exactly are you?”

That was a weird fucking question and that fact was acknowledged by Tex’s low grunt of concern, but it was Grey I was focussed on.

“I am Grey,” he said, in a manner that completely contradicted what he was saying. “And he is me.”

“OK, what the fuck?” Tex said, his grip around my waist tightening.

He wanted to whisk me away, but that wasn’t going to happen. Pulling his hands free, I cradled Grey’s head in my hands.

“We’ve met before, haven’t we?” A slow nod. “Are you going to hurt me?”

“Never.” Grey or whoever the fuck was in charge, his eyes flared brighter and brighter silver. “While I exist, none would dare.” A hand went to my chest and pushed me backwards. “That’s not what you want.” Palms created a delicious friction as they slid down, remaking the shape of my abdomen, then my calves and thighs as he caressed them. “You want my tongue inside you, my thumb on your clit, forcing you to feel wave after wave of pleasure, right before I set you on your hands and knees and force my knot in deep.”

“Nadia, lets pause for a second.” That was the first time I’d heard real fear in Tex’s voice. “Whatever the fuck this is⁠—”

“Is exactly what I want,” I said, guiding Grey’s head forward.

The first kiss on my inner thigh, the hot press, the scrape of stubble had my hips moving, wanting more. When I spread my thighs wider, I heard a low chuckle from Grey. Before I could make a sound of protest, he lunged forward, dragging his tongue along my seam.

Fuck…

Too wet, too mobile, too big to be human, it felt like I could feel every damn tastebud studding the surface, forcing a whine of pleasure from me.

“Omega…”

How could Tex worry about a man that said my designation like that? One part heartbreak, one part bone-deep need, that’s all I got before he went back for more. Every swipe flicked at my clit, the little nub throbbing in response, demanding more. Of course, because he was my mate, I didn’t have to say a word. A thumb found the hood, working it back and forth maddeningly slowly, which had me flopping back against Tex.

“He’s got you feeling good?” My eyes opened a crack to see the big man watching me with undue concern. I tried to answer, but all I could get out was a grunt of pleasure and a frantic head nod. “Then I better see if I can do the same.”

And he did.

I couldn’t tell you what they were doing anymore. It was a great mess of sensation. Nipples aching, throbbing at the rough treatment they were enduring, which just made the pleasure sharper. My thighs shook from being forced wide for so long, but when they pressed in, it was to trap Grey where he was. His growl of approval. His thumbs digging into my thighs as he fucking devoured me, but it was when he pressed that wicked tongue inside me that I lost control. Too soft for what I needed, and yet it was perfect. Filling me to bursting, then it started to thrash, making that spot inside me roar to life. Hips thrusting, the sounds of ecstasy filled the air, right before I went completely rigid.

I was never going to get used to this.

Feeling the kind of lazy, sensual pleasure of sunlight on bare skin, it licked every nerve ending to life, then sent prickles of ecstasy through every cell, right before it came to a rushing peak. I damn near screamed, the waves feeling way too intense, tossing me around, threatening to drown me, before slowly ebbing away.

“My mate.” I opened my eyes with effort to see Grey stand up. His hand wiped his face clean, then he licked his fingers like a cat. “You know what comes next.” My eyes followed his hand, watching the way it struggled to wrap around the bulbous knot. “If you don’t want that, now’s the time to say so.”

“Don’t you dare stop.”

Grey might be someone else, but for some reason, so was I. Never had I knocked a man hand away from his dick, only to take over stroking it. The way he stared down at me, a curious smile on his face, lured me forward. Licking a stripe up his shaft, pausing to suck at part of his knot, was the only thing to force that smile to fade. Just as he said he would, I was pulled free, placed on the couch facing Tex.

“Nadia—” Tex started to say.

“You wanted to distract me.” Now it was his dick I kissed. “Seems like this is a good way to do just that.”

“Whatever you want.” Tex stared down at me, then caressed my cheek as my lips parted, because as I sucked on the head, something big and hard nudged at my entrance. My thighs spread instinctively as a hand slapped down on my butt. Claws, not nails, raked across my skin, before he pushed forward. “Fuck, yes, just like that.”