Page 146 of Knot Her Goal


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We all hold our breath while we watch the haze slip over our omega. Her eyes lose focus as her breathing accelerates, ragged and desperate.

Her succulent scent is sharp with need. It soaks the air, the inside of my lungs, my tongue. My cock and knot both pound. A wild whirl pulls inside of me. The urge to fuck, fight, claim.

To rut.

She pushes up onto her elbows and turns. Looking right at… me?

“Alpha.” She crawls on her hands and knees, coming to the edge of the nest at my feet. “Need your knot. Need you.”

I drop to my knees instantly. Our eyes meet. She’s gone, but I still see her in there. My princess.

She wants me first because I don’t think I deserve her. Even lost to her haze, she’s still sassy and demanding, using her choices to make a point.

“You want me to fuck this pretty pussy, omega?”

She whines, presenting so beautifully I could fucking weep. Every bit of her is on display, perfectly bare and glistening with slick.

Gripping her hips, I lower myself behind her. My hands rub over her ass, thumbs meeting to stroke down her center. She mewls, grinding her hips back. I hook an arm around her middle and pull her up, back-to-front.

My cock kicks up against her and comes away dripping. I grunt. “Fuck, you feel perfect. You gonna take this knot like a good girl?”

Ronan kneels across from us, framing her face in his hands. Their eyes lock. It’s a relief to see that Archer was right—we’re all seriously turned the fuck on, but none of us seem to be in rut territory.

“Of course she is,” our pack alpha rumbles, purring. “She’s my perfect baby girl.”

Meg pants, trying to lean forward to capture his lips. When he smirks at her, she whimpers, “Please, Alpha.”

I can’t take it. Without waiting a second longer, I slip into her from behind, my hips thrusting hard.

Holy fuck.

She feels incredible. Soaked and tight and pulsing. She comes almost instantly, gripping me in a slippery vice. We both moan, the sounds filling the nest.

Ronan catches Meg’s cry with his mouth, kissing her while he fists her hair in his hand. She breaks their lip-lock to lick his throat. Our alpha growls, his eyes flying to Archer and Theo, brows raised.

Theo crawls over while Archer moves to the side of the nest and stretches his arms wide, half-smiling. He looks calm, but his voice is gravel. “I want to watch.”

Ronan nods. When Theo gets close enough, he reaches over and grips the back of the big guy’s neck. “Lick her clit, Theo.”

My teammate drops to the mattress with a groan, shimmying to get up on one elbow and seal his lips around her cleft. I feel his tongue—smooth and hot, lapping around her swollen clit and the base of my dick.

Meg instantly tightens around me, gushing all over again. I curse and buck into her, rubbing the head of my cock right where my knot will press into her.

Our omega catches sight of Theo and Ronan’s swollen cocks and knots, keening with need. She tries to reach for them, but she can only get to Ronan’s. I lean forward to whisper in her ear.

“Want me to stroke Theo, baby? I can get that knot all juiced up for you.”

Meg and Theo both squirm. I pick up my pace, pounding into her hard and steady while I reach down and grip Theo’s dick. If I wasn’t balls-deep in our omega, I might smirk at how ready he is; he won’t need much priming at all.

Ronan snarls while Meg works him over, slipping both of her little fists over his girth. I know I won’t last long, watching them lick into each other’s mouths, feeling the way she flutters while Theo licks us.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so perfect. Gonna make me fill this pussy with my cum. You want my knot?”

“Alpha!” she shrieks. And I don’t know which one of us she’s screaming at, but it’s good enough for me.

I press down and edge forward, popping my knot into her wet warmth. My back bows, and my lungs stutter as her body grips me, massaging every inch of my cock and knot with her trembling muscles.

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