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“We’ll go.” Puck stood, his cock still hard and wet from Jude’s mouth. Jude and Oberon righted themselves more slowly, their eyes shifting between each other and me. Oberon grabbed his shirt and breeches. No recriminations. No taunting. Nothing and what did I say to that?
“Wait!” I cried out. My resolve in tatters. “You can touch me. Please, touch me.”
They froze at the threshold before turning as one to look at me with varying expressions of desire.
“You invite us to touch you and we will never stop,” Puck warned. “Once this begins…” He looked at the others. “I do not believe you will not have the strength to stop.”
I blinked at the man I knew with a fierceness I didn’t dare interrogate would take care of me. “I know.”
I reached behind me and plucked at my laces. Why had I put a corset on this morning?
“Let me.” Puck sat, spreading his legs. Studiously ignoring his nakedness, the cock that I had tasted only by proxy, I arranged myself between his legs, drawing my hair over one shoulder to give him all the access.
“Relax, little bird, spread yourself open. We can’t help you if you don’t show us that pretty omega pussy.”
“No,” I whined even as I arched into Puck who continued the slow business of unlacing my corset.
“We will not rush you,” Jude assured me. A deep purr filled the room and I was amazed to discover Jude was the one making the sound. “But you will do as you are told.”
“Arms up,” Puck ordered, and he pulled first the loosened corset free and then my slick stained chemise.
My head rolled back, resting on Puck’s shoulder, and each shallow breath brought more of his sinful scent into my lungs. “Hot,” I complained. “I’m not like this. I’m not. I’m—”
“Hush,” Jude filled the free space next to Oberon.
“That’s my girl.” Puck gathered the weight of my hair and gathered it away from my neck. His breath ghosted across my shoulders. “Let us care for you.”
I didn’t want us. I wanted him with such an immediate ferocity that I forced my kiss on him. And he returned my kiss in kind. A passionate war. How else to describe the way Puck attacked me with his too talented mouth?
And I was no virgin, this was not my first campaign. Twisting in his embrace, I crawled away from him, forced him to chase after me. Hands belonging to the others ghosted over my sides but they seemed content to wait as Puck and I played.
He was as skilled, if not more so and I found myself backed against the wall. Somehow I found myself standing with the cool wood panelling against my heated skin.His fingers playing between my folds.
“Sweeter than your slick, I bet,” he hummed. I deepened the kiss to stop his tender words which cut through my defences. But he returned my kiss tongue danced against mine. But play turned to passion. My core clenching around the fingers that teased my opening.
Puck urged my legs to wrap around his waist before demonstrating his strength by lowering us first to his knees before settling back again on his heels. His weeping cock nestled between us. “You control this,” he whispered into my ear.
Even as pleasure more than physical flooded my senses, I knew I could never turn back. These alphas had altered me, had made me new. Perhaps the greatest gift they gave me was not sexual release but when I turned my mind inwards I did not hate myself for wanting them.
Goddess, I could have loved this man, which made him the most dangerous alpha in the entire world.
“Give me your knot.”
23
Puck
“Do it, alpha. I demand your knot.” Her eyes cut through my heart more than the nearly barked demand.
“Not until you call me by my name,” I growled as I thrust my cock between her slick folds. Goddess, there was nothing like it. But I needed more than her body which instinct that nature directed. She must give me something more precious first. “Robin, you will call me Robin when I stretched you over my knot.”
“Robin,” she gasped, arching into me. “Oh goddess, Robin, please. I need more.”
She raised herself on her knees and with an omega-in-heat’s power she forced herself onto my cock, growling as when did not slip in on her first attempt. Her hand disappeared between us and she gripped my shaft. Rubbing a twisting path along the length. Her short nails causing me to hiss in the most delicious bite of pain. At the base, just above my partially swollen knot—the one she had asked for—she stilled, held me at the angle she wanted.
I saw heaven, all the heavens ever dreamt up by the creatures of this world when at last my cock found its home in her quim. Perfect for its heat, the slick, tight glove that seemed to extend beyond where our bodies were joined. “Polly.” Her name came out as a prayer I knew would be answered. “Always.”
“Knot. Give me your knot, alpha.” Her growled command was more than any alpha in this room could ignore. And should I have looked behind me, I knew Oberon and Puck would have their cocks in hand. Desperate and jealous of me and the blessing I had been given. “Knot.”
