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I moan because I can do all of that. I could be happy with a life with that.
“You have the most perfect breasts. I didn’t get to admire them properly last time.” I watch him through slitted eyes as he slides his hand up my side and cups my breast. His hands are so rough against my skin, the contrast is so arousing.
“Look at you, drenching me. Oh, Omega, this is a gift.” He shifts me, and in one move, impales me while sucking my nipple into his mouth.
It’s agony and pleasure, but mostly agony. I feel like I’m being split apart.
I scream, and he lets go and stops.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! What did I do?” Crow shouts, panicked. He sits up, holding me against him, but even that movement sends shooting pain through me. Even in my pain, I hear him groan, and a throb of arousal silences the raw pain for a moment, just a moment, but the pain returns.
Saint presses up against my back. “Foolish, Omega. What were you thinking?”
I love the way he tells me off. The way it’s said in an I’ll-look-after-you-if-you-won’t tone.
“Saint,” I whimper.
Hunter drops down beside us. “Was this your first time, Bethany?”
I nod, tears clinging to my lashes as I try to deal with the pain.
“First time?” Crow yelps. “Why didn’t you say so?”
I shake my head, but Saint is there kissing my shoulder. “It doesn’t matter now. We’re going to make it feel good.”
He reaches in between us and finds my clit and strokes, sending jolts of pleasure dancing along my nerves.
“You need to relax. You need to feel how good he feels and use him. That knot is going to be heaven, and you want the knot, so think of how good it feels. What do you want? What’s going to help?”
I shake my head, unable to find words.
“Crow, move slowly.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Move and play with her breasts, tease her. We need to get her back to sizzling,” Saint says confidently.
Crow moves in slow thrusts. It hurts, and I want him to stop moving, but my protest is drowned out as Hunter claims my mouth. Within minutes, I can barely think, I’ve got hands all over me, so many that I can’t even work out whose are whose, and slowly, the pain disappears, and a fire replaces it.
It doesn’t take long before I’m panting and sweating as I ride Crow. Somehow, there are two fingers in my ass and is fucking me in sync with our movements, and it feels incredible. My nipples are hard and tender, and Hunter is still kissing me. But all I can do is cry out and moan.
“All right, Crow. Go for it,” Hunter whispers and backs away.
Crow grips my hips and looks up at me. “Are you ready for this, love? It’s going to feel so damn good.”
I nod my head, thinking that, at this moment, right now, he is so beautiful.
He thrusts up into me. It’s an aggressive thrust, and he goes even deeper than he has yet. His next thrust has me aware of something thick around the base of his penis pushing against me. Rubbing against all those sensitive nerve endings.
The third thrust pops it inside me, stretching me in ways I’ve never imagined being stretched before. I throw my head back and scream as my whole body short-circuits. All the nerves in my body ignite, running pleasure such as I’ve never felt through me. I’m helpless in his arms. All I can do is hold on.
Crow roars, arching his hips so hard up into me that he lifts us off the ground. The last thing I see before I fall into white oblivion is the tendon’s on Crow’s neck as he writhes, grits his teeth, and pumps his release into me.
So, that’s what knotting is.
Chapter eight
Hunter
