Page 143 of Knot Her Shot


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What did Cass say he read in her file?

She needs “three active alphas, minimum” for her heat.

Thank God we’re athletes.

“I know what she needs,” Smith intones, speaking into her breasts while she grinds her pussy against Cassian’s pelvis. “Damon, think you can fit in her pussy with me?”

Fucking… ex-cuse me?

Well. I thought I was dead, but I guess not. My cock twitches, rising right back up.

Shit, alpha. Say less.

Smith reads my mind, meeting my eyes over her curly hair. He arches a brow. “Think you can handle that?”

Oh, he’s going down.

“Get her ready for us, Cass,” he murmurs. “We’re both going to have to be hard as fuck for this to work.”

I can tell he’s already there, but I need about thirty seconds before I’m back at full capacity. While I manhandle my knot, my teammate rolls Remi over and huddles on top of her, framing her round, reddened cheeks with his huge hands.

“Hi, baby,” he mumbles, scent-marking her as she whines softly, bucking up into him. “I’m here. It’s okay.”

His purr echoes through the nest. “I’ll stay with you while your other alphas fill you up, too. I’ll always stay with you.”

Shit, they’re cute together. I may be a sex expert, but Cassian is a Remi expert. He’s the one who taught me how to connect with her, showed me all of her favorite things.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous of his foresight. Because he waited, he’s hers in a way no one else ever can be.

He’s only known her body. Only ever wanted her.

“She likes this,” he grunts to us, rocking his hips in a C-shape until she keens.

He leans down to nuzzle at her cheek, speaking only to her. “You like that, butterfly? My girl is so good for me.”

It’s fucking sweet, the way he speaks to her. For her. She may not be able to answer us, but his girl is still in there—and he’s making sure she knows that he’s not leaving her.

If the way he grits his teeth is any indication, she’s coming again. He lets her use him, holding himself deep until she whines for more.

Fucking perfect, dirty omega.

Mine.

He rolls off her, and she huffs in outrage, a bratty expression pinching her features. “More,” she says again, this time pissy. “Need more, Alpha.”

Judging by the dangerous glint in Cass’s eye, I’d say she’s poking her bear. When she doesn’t stop pouting, he wraps her hair around his fist and uses his other arm to lift her onto her hands and knees, putting her mouth level with his glistening dick.

“More, Rems?” he taunts lightly, pressing the head to her lips. “See what we taste like together—your cum and mine. Suck it off my cock.”

With a starved moan, she pounces, pulling his entire length into her mouth. He groans, head falling back, gritting, “You two better get in her pussy—fuck—before she sucks out my soul.”

Smith helps me lift her so I can slide underneath. She instantly presses her palms to my chest, whimpering and moaning while she deep-throats Cass’s cock less than a foot above my face.

Hot damn.

This is fucking incredible.

Smith spreads our omega’s thighs, his knuckles knocking at mine. “Do you mind?”

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