Page 123 of Rot In Knotty Pieces

I snarl at Sage and open my mouth, clawing my useless hands in their ties.

He tastes good, and I love the feel and the stretch of having a cock in my mouth. I get a flash of an image of me falling asleep sucking on it and wonder if they will let me do it one night. As soon as I get my mouth free, I’m going to request it.

I lose track of everything but King, using all my skill and talents to stroke and suck his cock until he’s gripping the wall, pumping hard and fast into my mouth, straining. He roars and explodes. I swallow and have to again. He grabs my head, pulling me up so I take him deeper. I hold him in my mouth, feeling every flinch, every shudder as he goes soft in my mouth, but I don’t stop until he drags his cock free with a wet plop. Saliva and cum fall on my chin, but he’s quick to lean in and kiss it away.

“That was incredible. Thank you, Omega.”

I snarl. “Release me.”

“Uh-uh. These aren’t King’s rules, they are mine. Don’t tell me you forgot about me, Kest.”

“No one could forget about you,” I say wrathfully, watching him with predatory intent.

He slides up my body, pressing himself against me, pressing his weight into me. His cock fits against me and is instantly soaked.

“Oh, you get so wet. I love the feel of your hot, wet, cunt screaming for an alpha. So needy. What a good little omega.”

“There are toys that make you moot and nullified.”

He chuckles and reaches down, pressing just the tip in. Sage’s eyebrows go up even as his eyes darken.

“Oh, the tip is in. Too much? Should I take it out?”

I snarl.

“I’ll take it out.”

“Don’t you dare!” I shout.

He purrs and presses it in just a fraction and pulls it back. He does it over and over, until I’m wailing, sobbing. Pleading.

“Please, Sage, please.”

He sucks on my nipple, pulling it out until I whine sharply, before letting it go.

“Please?” he teases. “Please, what?”

“Please, put it in. Knot me. Please. I can’t, I need you-”

Sage laughs again and puts his head on my chest, smiling as he flexes and sinks in a little tiny bit more.

“Sage!”

The door opens, and Blaze walks in, unnoticed by my distracted alpha. The massive form pauses, taking everything in, and shakes his head. With one brutal move, he belts Sage’s ass so hard the alpha roars and surges all the way into me.

“Enough,” Blaze growls.

Sage knots me in his instant reaction to Blaze’s attack. I scream, convulsing helplessly in the restraints. Sage howls, slamming into me, over and over. He wraps around me, arching, his eyes almost black, his lips drawn back as he shoves his knot deeper and deeper, filling me with his release.

I lose time. I lose everything.

All I can do is follow the highs and lows of my orgasms as they slam into me, over and over.

I turn my head and find King lying beside me. Merle rises and steals the body, pushing me out. I can still see and hear, but she’s in control, and she’s on a mission. King’s eyes are closed, but his hand is right near our face. She grabs it with our teeth and sinks them deep, bonding him. His eyes flare wide open, shock on every line.

Sage grabs his head and drags the alpha down to my breast.

“Bond our omega,” Sage says darkly. “Make her yours.”