Page 29 of Perfectly Knot


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Warmth flooded my chest and belly watching Simon hover over Alena while he claimed she was ours. Just hearing her say home when referring to our house made the butterflies take flight in my stomach.

She was ours. There was not a single doubt in my head about it. We’d been patient. Not pushing her. Letting her get used to our presence and getting to know us. But we were hungry alphas. We wanted to claim our omega. Make her ours in every way.

I growled, the interior of the car filling with tension as everyone stilled. “Simon, sit your ass back down and get your seatbelt on. You can wait until we get home.”

Simon rolled his eyes, giving Alena one last kiss before sinking back down into his seat.

Placing my hand on Alena’s thigh, I bent low and spoke into her ear. “Alena. We’d be honored to join you in your nest.” She shivered as my lips brushed over the shell of her ear. “Are you ready to take the next step?”

My cock ached against my fly as a myriad of wicked things floated through my brain.

But I didn’t want to push her.

“If you aren’t, we can wait, little one.” I tangled our fingers together and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “This is all on your terms. Your timeline.”

Julian took her other hand, bringing it to his mouth to kiss her knuckles. “Nothing before you’re ready.”

Alena nibbled on her bottom lip as a delicate flush spread across her cheeks. Her dark eyes were wide as they danced over my face. “I’m ready. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

Xavier growled. “Do you know how much it’s taking me not to drop to my knees and feast on your cunt right now?”

The potent fragrance of her slick intensified, and a growl rose in my throat. I leaned in and ran my nose along the smooth column of her throat. “Fuck, little one. You smell like peaches and sunshine.”

“Fuck it.” Xavier ripped off his seatbelt and fell to his knees between Alena’s spread thighs. “We have fifteen minutes until we get home. Let’s see how many orgasms I can give you.”

Xavier grasped the slit in her dress and wrenched it apart. Alena’s gasps filled the interior of the limo and I had to squeeze my cock through my pants just to keep from embarrassing myself.

“Xavier!” Alena speared her fingers through his thick dark locks as he bent and pushed her panties to the side to devour her slick.

My eyes met Julian’s from across Alena’s writhing body. A wicked grin tilted the corners of his lips as we both zeroed in on the same thought. I cupped the weight of Alena’s breast in one of my hands, Julian repeating the action on her other.

We worked in tandem to slide the straps of her dress and bra from her shoulders. Then yanked the fabric down to expose her nipples.

Her gasps intensified as she bucked her hips and arched her back into our touch. I flicked my gaze up to catch her eye just as they rolled back and her head fell against the plush cushions of the seat.

Incoherent words fell from her lips, a combination of our names as three mouths continued to feast upon her body. Her slick flowed freely, the scent so potent that it would be embedded in my nostrils for eternity.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“That’s it, Princess. Give me more,” Xavier rasped as he thrust two fingers inside of her. My hand splayed out over her belly, trying to keep her still as he heightened her pleasure.

“Oh my god,” she cried out as tears streamed down her cheeks. One orgasm blurred into two, then three. Xavier was working his teeth, tongue, lips and fingers over her pussy, desperate for a fourth when the car slowed down.

Charles would have heard the sounds of our passion, and left us to our privacy until we were able to leave the car.

“Good girl,” I murmured as my lips trailed up her neck. “You love getting your pussy eaten while we devour these perfect tits? Such a good girl. So fucking perfect.”

Fresh tears streamed down Alena’s face, and I paused. Pinching her chin gently, I turned her toward me. “Little one, is this alright? We can stop now and not touch you the rest of the night.”

Her eyes snapped open and her fingers curled in the fabric of my shirt. “That’s not what I want.”

Xavier rose fully onto his knees and wiped his mouth with the back of one hand. His dark eyes were bright with lust, and a smile danced along his lips.

I don’t know if I’d ever seen Xavier so happy when he wasn’t playing with his knives. Even then it was a cold and sinister glee that sprouted to life in him. This was warm. Potent. Beautiful.

All because of our perfectly imperfect omega.

“I’m glad to hear that, Princess, because I’m starving for more of your delicious slick.” Xavier’s hands caressed up and down her thighs, eliciting a shiver from Alena with each motion.

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