Page 16 of Knot the Stray

A shudder runs down her spine. Having Jake stretch her ass while I pound her front makes her lose her mind. Her inner walls clench around my shaft in rapid, needy spasms. Every time she clamps down, my vision blurs. I grit my teeth, forcing my hips to keep a steady pace.

A distinct ache forms at the base of my cock. The thick knot swells. The firm bulb presses against her wet entrance with every upward thrust. I keep the knot outside of her body on purpose. I hold back, refusing to claim her until the timing is right. I want to wait for Jake.

The sound of her wet mouth working over Edward’s cock echoes in the small room. The scent of vanilla and toasted sugar acts as a potent drug, flooding my brain and blurring my vision. I drive my cock deep into her pussy, bottoming out against her cervix.

Jake coats her inside and out with the slick liquid. “I’m adding more.”

“Do it.” My hips snap up to meet her downstroke. “Get her ready.”

Jake works in time with my thrusts. Jessie arches her spine. Her hips buck down to meet my upward strokes. Decades of sharing a life bleed into the bedroom. We don’t even need words to find a perfect, grinding rhythm.

The heat pushes her toward the edge again. I watch her face. Her eyes squeeze shut. Her jaw goes slack around Edward’s cock. She needs the pressure to escalate. She needs both of us to find the high she craves.

Edward strokes her cheek. “She’s right on the edge.”

I lock eyes with Jake over her shoulder. The silent command passes between us. I stall my upward thrusts, keeping my cock buried deep inside her slick pussy. Jake shifts his weight at the foot of the bed behind her, lining up his thick shaft against her prepped ass.

Jessie pulls back from Edward, wrapping her small hand around his dick. She strokes him in a fast, steady rhythm, arching her back to give Jake better access. Her chest heaves as she catches her breath. “Don’t stop. Please.”

Jake rests his hands on her waist to guide the angle. “Take a breath, Jess.”

Jake pushes his hips forward. He sinks his cock into her tight back entrance.

Jessie lets out a loud moan. Her grip on Edward’s shaft turns into a white-knuckled hold. Her entire body goes rigid as she takes the incredible stretch of Jake pushing inside her while I stay buried deep.

“Breathe, sweetheart.” Jake’s voice is a low rumble.

I reach up to stroke her damp spine. “Fuck, you feel so good. So perfect for us.”

We find a synchronized, grinding rhythm. I thrust up from below while Jake drives forward from behind. We stretch her tight walls from both sides. She takes everything we give her, proving she belongs with us.

Jake groans. His chest heaves with exertion. “So tight. You take us both so well.”

Jessie pumps Edward’s cock faster, gasping for air. “More. So good.”

I clench my jaw, forcing my hips up to meet Jake’s downward drive.

Edward tangles his hands in her dark hair. “Push her over the edge. Make her finish.”

Jessie throws her head back, her spine bowing tight. A devastating, full-body orgasm rips through her system. Her inner walls clamp down on my cock with crushing force. The sensation shatters my remaining control.

I push forward, driving my hips deep. Jake mirrors my movements. We bury our swollen knots deep inside her tight openings. The knots lock into place, holding us flush against her body.

I pump my climax into her pussy. My hips twitch with the force of the release. Jake grunts. Edward chases his release a second later. He groans, climaxing over her chest.

Edward runs a hand through her hair. “Good girl.”

She hums in response. She takes everything we offer. The three of us ride out the huge high, finding the relief we craved since the moment we met her.

The storm continues to rage outside. Hail hits the bedroom window in a chaotic rhythm. But the storm inside the apartment settles. The frantic, toasted-sugar edge of her scent softens into a warm, comforting vanilla.

Jessie slumps forward, resting her weight against my chest. Her chest rises and falls with slow, even breaths.

I brush a damp strand of hair from her forehead. “You okay, Jessie?”

Her eyes flutter shut. “Tired. So tired.”

Jake rests his chin against her shoulder. “Sleep. We have you.”