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The world disappeared, even Jack, as I looked into Pax’s eyes. There was so much to read there, but it was in a language I knew on a base, instinctual level. He was mine, I was his.
Then Jack began to move me. Raising my body as if I weighed nothing and then dragging me down over Pax until my opening stretched around his knot. “I want his knot. Give me his knot.”
“Not yet, omega. I need to make you both work for it.”
Jack kept a measured, easy rhythm, perhaps easier for him but torture for us who wanted it hard and fast and deep. I begged and whined. Pax moaned around the gag, his face stained with the flush of arousal. It became too much for him and he began to strain against the ropes in an attempt to create more of the delicious friction Jack teased us with.
“Are you close Benedict? Hmmm? She is. All that slick running out of her, coating your balls… Goddess, I want to taste… Just…” He used our bodies like they were toys. Jerking me more erratically up and down, my breasts bouncing with each movement, my cunt clenching around Pax’s thick cock until I could take in no more and, anticipating the downward stroke, I shifted, rolling my hips. Jack cursed, his grip slipping and—
“Fuck,” we three said as I finally felt my mate’s knot enter me, lodged tight even before I started milking every drop of cum from Pax, who came with a muffled shout. We collapsed into each other. Jack ran a hand down my back, kissing wherever he could reach.
“Jack… I need you.”
“Here…” He told me at the same moment his clever fingers began to probe at the tight ring of my bottom. With the two of them, it was as if my body already knew, was prepared for just this moment. He used my own slick and the thicker lubricant we kept in a jar. But all the practicalities vanished from my mind when it was his cock rather than fingers that began to nudge me open. I felt stretched, overwhelmingly full, as Jack fit himself inside of me.
“Can you feel his knot?” I asked.
“Yes… Goddess, the two of you, so perfect.”
“What does it feel like?”
His thrusts became irregular as he spoke, as if putting the sensations into words distracted him. “You are tight and slick. Different to your quim… And his knot is rubbing against me… There are no words, Trix. I’m sorry,” he groaned.
“No… We liked that. Didn’t we, Pax?” He nodded, his eyes black with desire.
“Good, because forever and always. I’ll want this, the pair of you, forever and always.” And with that fervent prayer, Jack came in a series of short, hard thrusts.
He didn’t knot me, and when he pulled out, I felt his cum leak from me. Instead, he began the work of untying us. First my wrists, chaffing them between his hands, then wrapping my arms around Pax’s neck, resting me securely against his chest before he began to work on Pax’s bindings. First his arms, again these he rubbed and soothed before bringing them to hug my body.
“What a beautiful pair. But some of these are too tight.” Muttering under his breath, he left the room to return with a wicked looking curved dagger which he used to cut through some of the knots. Last of all, he removed Pax’s gag. Jack’s hands run over our mate’s face, a look of wonder on both their faces. As if they were seeing each other for the first time. Jack moved first, leaning in and pressing a soft, worshipful kiss to Pax’s mouth. The experience seemed to have robbed Pax of all speech, taking the kiss, returning it even, but something slower and without his usual demanding manner.
“Always showing off and exceeding expectations,” Pax muttered. “Was he always like this, Vixen?”
“Yes.” A giggle broke forth. Then another followed it until I shook with a wild and blissful laughter. “We will always have this. He will fuck us and we won’t have to do a thing. He can fuck like three and he just a man the same as Adam.”
“Now, now. That is the orgasm talking, lie back slowly. I don’t want you to have cramped.”
It took some manoeuvring, but soon I lay draped over Pax’s chest while Jack held him stretch out his long legs. The care he took afterwards almost worshipful as he massaged Pax’s thighs. And never leaving me out, always urging me to touch as well from where I remained trapped on Pax’s knot.
“Thank you,” Jack said as he settled next to me. “For giving me such a perfect gift.”
