Page 38 of Knotty or Nice


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He leans down and kisses me, and I don't hold back my moan as I melt against him. His hand wanders to my breasts, cupping them and teasing my nipples under the steaming water.

"I may have to make you come one more time," he says, his hand traveling down between my legs. "Just so you can see what a beautiful omega you are."

He rests his forehead against mine, but doesn't get in with me--just works my clit, bringing me back to the fever of my heat. I moan and he captures my lips with his, his fingers working like an expert.

"Come for me, angel," he murmurs. "Then we can start this over...the right way, this time."

"What..." I gasp, almost coming. "What do you mean?"

He smirks. "Me, you, Callum, Porter. A giant bed. Plenty of toys...your wish is our command."

"I want that," I say, my arms around his neck as he rocks me to an orgasm. "I want it..."

I'm barely done when he pulls my hands up to my breasts, directing my fingers to my nipples. "Play with those for me, angel," he whispers. "Let me get you a towel and we'll go downstairs to get you fed."

I bite my lip and tease my nipples, watching him watch me, the burning lust in his eyes only intensified. He comes back with a towel and I stand up, still touching my nipples, then he dries me off, lingering on every curve, between my legs, on my breasts.

He kisses me as he tosses the towel aside, and then he takes me in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist instinctively, and he growls in my ear.

"How do you feel about riding my cock downstairs?" he asks. "Stay knotted through dinner...then take whoever you want, whenever you want until this heat is over."

"I love that idea," I breathe.

"Then come here, angel."

He uses one hand to tug his boxers down, and then I feel his hard cock between my legs, his knot ready for me again. I sink down onto it, familiar with the sensation at this point, and Kai smiles against my skin as his knot slides home.

"Fuck..." I moan.

"Easy, babe," he murmurs. "Hold on tight."

He starts to move, the sensation of walking with a cock inside me something new and intoxicating. I sway side to side as Kai gently carries me down the hall, then toward the stairs. I rest my head against his chest and peer past his shoulder to see Porter and Callum in the kitchen, Porter's lips parting at the sight of us.

"Holy fuck," Porter mutters.

Callum crosses his arms and leans against the counter, shaking his head. "Why don't you just take the best spot?" he mutters.

Kai snickers. "Hey...I feel like this is fair, since you knotted her first."

I feel myself clench around him and he stumbles slightly--but Callum is there to catch us, helping us both to a seat in the living room. He backs up, and I watch him as he watches us.

His cock is hard and jutting under his sweats, his muscles rippling and tense.

He wants me too.

"We were just making some food," he murmurs. "There must have been a restock of supplies here recently...because we scrounged up enough stuff to make sundried tomato pasta, and Porter is a surprisingly good cook."

"What can I say?" Porter chuckles. "I'm trained in spycraft and cooking. It isn't that rare."

"Yeah, but we appreciate it," Callum says, scooping a spoonful of sauce up and blowing on it before turning back toward me. "Emma...do you want to try it?"

All I can do is groan as Kai knots me and uses me, and Callum smirks as he comes back toward us. I open my lips and he holds out the spoon, and my taste buds pop with the flavor of rich garlic and sundried tomatoes.

"Oh...it's..." I gasp. "It's good."

"Thanks," Porter grins over his shoulder. "Kai...why don't you bring her in here? There's room on the counter."

I gasp as I'm raised up again, and Kai carries me into the kitchen to join the others. He sets me down on the counter, the smooth tiles cool against my ass, and I lean back slightly to brace myself on my hands as I wrap my legs around Kai's waist.

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