Page 144 of Knot Her Shot


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I shake my head, panting as I brace for what’s next. Smith grips my straining dick and positions it, checking the angle before he lines his up beside me.

“Look at this perfect omega,” he husks, planting his hands on her hips. “About to take two of her alphas in her pussy. Think you can take it, angel? You want two cocks inside you?”

A shrill shriek vibrates around Cassian’s cock, and his knot visibly pulses. “Ah, God.” He gnashes his teeth. “Fuck her hard.”

Smith and I both thrust at the same time, stretching Remi’s pussy wider than any of us ever have before. For a second, I’m not sure I’ll last. They feel too fucking good.

The hot, hard pulse of Smith’s erection beating against the underside of my dick, her wet heat sucking at our heads. When she screams and starts bucking, her smooth, slippery inner walls stroke us both. We’re sucked in deeper, both groaning and growling.

At first, we barely have to move. Shallow pulses have all of us clinging to the edge of our control until Smith snarls and shoves deeper. The bottom of his crown rubs into mine, pressing me into the spot where one of our knots will fill her later. She keens, the sound a gorgeous gurgle around the veins rushing up Cassian’s cock, tightening his balls.

With his new angle, Smith’s knot grinds into mine. And—fuck me—it feels so good. The more they touch, the harder they get, until our knots are kneading one another without anyone’s hands for help.

He pants, glancing down at the place where we’re all connected, then over at me. His eyes are wild, but there’s a question lurking in them. If I weren’t half a breath away from coming and ending the ecstasy, I might smirk at it. Instead, I flash my teeth on a growl, “Harder.”

I keep my thrusts shallow while he roars, plunging in faster and deeper. The motion makes Remi’s luscious tits bounce over my face. I stretch my neck and nip at her to distract myself from the delicious friction stealing my sanity, licking the bites off her nipples with soothing swirls of my tongue.

She whimpers and whines. Cass tenses, his knot inflating while his balls draw up. Her hands scrabble at his thighs, and I realize what she wants—but she can’t reach without losing her balance. Without thought, I reach up and back, rolling his balls in my hand.

“Fuck,” he bellows. “Shit. D. Remi. Gotta fill this pretty mouth with my cum.”

Smith snarls again, the sound desperate. I reach around Remi’s thigh and his to roll his sack, too, tugging on it until his eyes roll back. He remembers himself two seconds later, growling, “Knot her deep, D. I’m going to take her ass while Cass lets her taste him.”

The feeling of him pulling out of her pussy, sliding hot and slick against me, is enough to juice my knot. I work the extra girth in, grateful that Smith helped stretch her first when I have to ease the top half of my knot in before popping the bottom into place. The second I do, I feel Smith tunnel into her tight little ass.

Our omega shakes and screams, her body clenching us both so tightly that we may never get out.

Fine with me.

Fuck it.

I’m staying right here.

Her slick pussy tugs at my cock and bears down around my knot, squeezing in the most delicious way. She’s scorching hot, slippery bliss. The sense of rightness that races through my blood, from my throbbing knot to my aching heart, just makes everything so much more.

Which is just what she asked for.

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sixty-five

We have the most beautiful little brat who’s ever existed.

She’s passed out again, snuggled in between Cass at her back and D at her front. They both knotted her that way before purring her—and themselves—to sleep.

It’s been four days since her heat started, and each one has been transformative. Other alphas tried to explain this part to me, but I didn’t have a prayer of understanding until I experienced it for myself.

We’ve grown together.

From three separate alphas into one unit. A real team. So much so, I’m starting to wonder if waiting to bond until the end of an omega’s heat is really for their benefit, or really for ours.

After years of feeling like everything fell to me, having them here to help keep Remi comfortable has been a revelation. The way they’ve stepped up would make any pack leader proud.

Damon and Cassian have never let our girl down. Or me.

We haven’t always been a picture-perfect pack or the world’s best alphas.... But what did Remi say about making perfect the enemy of the good?

I look around at the guys who grew from angry, lost teenagers into men who love our omega so well, and I think…

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