Page 59 of Knot Your Pawn

Our moans bounce off the tiled walls, making them seem even longer and louder than they are.

Mathew is gripping the plush mat and the base of his dick tightly so he won’t come, and I know I’m not very far off either. That’s what I get for sleeping for multiple days in a row and not having any orgasms in that time.

Usually, we have sex at least once, if not more, per day, so to go days without... That’s not really something I’m used to, and now I’m already so close to coming that it’s almost comical.

Luca’s grip on my hand is tight and trembling, and when I look up at him, he’s struggling to keep himself under control too.

I tug on his arm, making him step closer, so he’s in better reach. I hold his hip with my other hand, and then wrap my lips around his cock, sucking softly, before licking the head. He tastes so good, heavenly.

“Vera!” He grips my shoulder, his trembling getting worse.

I take him in deeper, letting out a satisfied moan, and that’s all it takes to make him come, hard.

He bucks into my mouth, his movements erratic, his moans loud, his pheromones overwhelming the bathroom. When I glance up at him, his eyes are closed tightly shut, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat and his hair is stuck to his face in a way that makes him look even sexier.

So fucking good.

My pussy tightens around Mathew’s dick. I’m so close to coming, but I want to last just a few moments longer, just a few more moments, and it seems Mathew is holding on as long as I am.

When Luca seems to come back to earth, I let him slip from my mouth and turn to Mathew. Mathew’s dick almost grows inside me when he realises what I’m doing and he reaches out, pulling me close, crashing our mouths together.

I open my mouth, letting Mathew share in Luca’s cum, kissing Mathew as we share it, swallowing it down.

He’s so excited.

Then Mathew grabs my hips and starts to move, slowly, small motions, using one of his thumbs to rub over my clit. But that’s all we need as we’re already way too wound up, way too turned on.

I come hard, clamping down around Mathew’s dick, which sets him off too and he grows inside me, coating my insides with his spunk. I get lost in the sensations, our pheromones, our moans.

The way our bodies slide together. The way my pussy keeps tightening around Mathew, trying to milk him dry.

Fuck, so good.

So, so good.

When I finally come down, I notice that Luca is sitting next to us, almost in a heap, still holding my hand, softly sliding his other hand over my back before he explores some of Mathew’s tattoos that are visible.

“Are you still good?” I squeeze Luca’s hand lightly, and his eyes shoot to my face.

He carefully nods. “I think so. It’s not too bad yet. Pretty good masks.” He keeps looking over us, like he finds it hard to believe to see us like this. “I had no idea male Omegas had sex with female Omegas. Or that they could be this... Ehhh... Sizable?” His face flushes deep and he quickly glances away.

Mathew lets out a chuckle, pushing himself up slightly and I sit up straight, making him close his eyes for a moment from the change in sensation, before he manages to answer. “I don’t know about others, but I enjoy it. And not just female Omegas.”

Luca’s face snaps back to us, his eyes wide. “What?” He blinks, his pheromones suddenly spiking with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. “Do you mean, you’ve had sex with Riley?”

“Yeah, her too.” Mathew smirks, looking way too satisfied, and I smack his chest, making him grin at me. “Though, getting done by her is also really good, especially as the filling in a sexy lady sandwich.” He gives me a quick kiss, making me grin too. That was a lot of fun, I have to agree.

When I glance at Luca, the guy seems a little confused by all of it. “You’ll find out when one of us goes into heat again.”

Then I lean closer, so only Mathew can hear my words. “Do you want a toy, or Luca?”

I know he’s not satisfied yet, not with the way he keeps looking at Luca’s cock.

“Or do you want to see me on his cock?” I slide my hand down, between his legs, letting our combined slick and his cum coat my fingers as I circle my finger over his entrance, not breaching, just playing over it.

He moans deep, his body tight with desire, his wisteria pheromones finally coming out stronger, as strong as they’re going to get, anyway. “Me. I want. Please.” His words are rough, his breathing fast. “Let me be the filling.”

I grin.