Page 92 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

"No," he says, voice wrecked. "I want you to submit to me clear-headed, princess. I want you begging me for it when the heat isn’t making the choice for you."

A needy sound breaks out of me.

His hand returns to my neck, but only as a touch now, his thumb stroking my pulse while his mouth brushes mine.

"Filthy Omega," he whispers. "You want your Alpha to control every breath in your body."

"Yes," I whimper.

"I know." His hips roll deeper, and his voice drops into a rough promise. "Later, you can give me that properly. Right now, you give me your trust, your body, and every pretty sound I fuck out of you."

His hand stays at my throat after that, with no pressure, only weight and promise.

I lose myself in the rhythm of him again.

Time passes, but I can focus only on heat, skin, scent, and Knox’s voice, and when the pleasure builds, I feel it everywhere. It gathers low in my belly, spreads through my thighs, and pulls me toward release with steady, devastating pressure.

"Oh, I’m close," I gasp. "Alpha, I’m gonna—"

"Come, Omega," he orders.

My body obeys instantly.

The release doesn’t peak and ebb away. It goes on and on, rolling through me in long, pulsing waves, dragging sounds from my throat that blur into moans and sobs. My limbs move without my permission as my cunt clenches around him, and Knox keeps thrusting me through it, praising me in a voice I feel more than hear.

By the time the intensity eases, I’m boneless beneath him.

When I open my eyes again, green eyes stare down at me.

Huh.

My thoughts move slowly.

I could have sworn Knox was inside me.

Viper’s mouth curves above mine, and his voice is so low my body clenches before my mind catches up.

"Pretty girl, you feel so good. You want this knot? You want my big, fat knot in this pretty little pussy?"

His knot catches at my entrance, stretching me wider.

"Yes, please, Alpha," I whine. "Knot me."

I should care that my mind has missed the change between one Alpha and the next and that I keep losing time and can’t remember Knox pulling out or Viper driving into me.

I don’t.

I’m drunk on heat and pheromones, and every Pack member in this nest belongs to me. If one of them is inside me and giving my body what it needs, then the world is right.

Viper pushes his knot into me.

I squeeze my eyes shut as my body takes the stretch. It goes slowly, inch by inch, while he murmurs to me in that low, focused voice, telling me how beautiful I am, how well I’m taking him, how much he loves feeling me clench around him.

The pressure builds until I think I can’t take another breath.

Then his knot locks inside me, right against my O-spot, and heavy, consuming pleasure rushes through me.

I lose time again.