Page 37 of Knot the Stray

"I love you guys." I drop my walls. "I want to share my life with this pack. I want to build a home with you. I want your bonding marks on my skin tonight."

I watch the rigid tension of the past three months drain right out of their broad shoulders.

A deep, rumbling growl of pure joy tears from Jake's throat. He pulls me flush against his chest, crushing his mouth to mine. As he breaks away, Nolan steps in, tilting my face toward him. He captures my lips in a fast, heated kiss, his fingers tangling in my hair. Edward moves in, pulling me free from Jake's hold. He lifts me straight off the plush rug, spinning me around in a tight circle while burying his face in my shoulder.

Tears of relief and euphoria mix with our laughter.

Edward refuses to put my feet back on the ground. He carries me two steps forward, lowering me onto the plush air mattress inside the blanket fort. The fairy lights cast a warm, golden glow over the pillows and the thick quilts.

Jake grabs the pizza boxes, passing out huge, cheesy slices on paper plates. Nolan loads the first animated movie on the screen, crawling under the blankets to pull me against his side. Edward sits on my other side, feeding me handfuls of buttery popcorn and colorful gummy candies.

The next few hours blur into a state of pure bliss.

We watch The Lion King followed by Shrek. We laugh at the jokes. We trade banter in the dark, tossing popcorn at each other when the dialogue gets cheesy. The men act as a solid shield, surrounding me in warmth and absolute safety.

The neglected foster kid inside me gets a real movie night. The guys step up to fill the gaps of my childhood. They prove their dedication with actions, handing over more pizza and pulling me closer to the screen. They offer a simple, solid future.

By the time Finding Nemo starts, the junk food is gone. I lie on my back in the center of the air mattress, my head resting on Jake's chest. Nolan tangles his legs with mine, tracing mindless patterns over my hip. Edward strokes my hair, pressing soft kisses to my forehead in the warm, quiet space.

Their rich, masculine spice fills the enclosed fort. The tension of the past few months is gone. I belong right here.

The final credits roll across the TV screen. I reach for the remote on the coffee table and hit the power button. The screen goes black. The warm glow of the fairy lights strung through the blankets illuminates the fort.

I shift on the air mattress, looking at the three men surrounding me. I reach out, gripping the front of Nolan's flannel shirt. I pull him in, pressing my lips to his. He lets out a rough groan, tangling his fingers in my hair. We kiss for several minutes, swapping wet heat in the quiet space.

Breaking the kiss, I turn my head. Edward rests his elbow on the mattress, watching us with dark, dilated eyes. I lean over, capturing his mouth next. He parts his lips, letting my tongue sweep inside. He tastes like buttery popcorn.

I pull back, shifting my gaze to the end of the bed. "Come here, Jake."

Jake crawls forward on his knees. I wrap my arms around his thick neck, pulling his face down to mine. His mouth crashes against my lips with a demanding hunger.

Jake crawls forward on his knees. I wrap my arms around his thick neck, pulling his face down to mine. His mouth crashes against my lips with a demanding hunger.

Jake breaks the kiss, grabbing the hem of my thick sweater. He pulls the fabric over my head and tosses it out of the blanket fort. Nolan moves in, unhooking the front clasp of my bra and pushing the lace down my arms. Edward tackles my jeans, popping the button and dragging the denim down my legs. They strip me bare in record time, their intense gazes locked on my flushed skin.

The men shed their clothes with rushed, desperate energy. Flannel shirts and denim jeans pile up on the floor.

I lie back against the pillows. Jake settles between my spread thighs. He leans down, pressing his open mouth over my wet center. His tongue sweeps a broad, flat stroke over my sensitive folds. I gasp, my hips arching off the mattress. He sets a demanding pace, drinking my slick arousal while swirling his tongue over my clit.

He grabs a bottle of lube from under the coffee table, flipping the cap open with one hand. Coating his long fingers in the slick liquid, he reaches lower. He presses his coated digits against my tight back door.

Jake pushes a single, thick finger inside. My internal muscles clench. He increases the suction on my clit, offering a perfect distraction from the stretch. He adds a second finger, working the slick lube deep into the tight muscle with careful pressure.

Edward kneels beside my waist. He leans over, dragging wet, open-mouthed bites down my stomach and ribs. His large hands grip my bare hips, holding me steady against the mattress.

Nolan crawls toward the top of the bed, settling on his knees right above my head. His thick, rigid cock twitches inches from my face, slick with pre-come. I reach up, wrapping my fingers around the thick base. I guide the round tip past my lips, taking his hot length into my mouth. I swirl my tongue under the ridge, bobbing my head to suck him deep.

The sensory overload pushes me close to the edge. Jake pulls away from my wet core, his chest heaving. He slips his slick fingers out of my tight opening.

I release Nolan with a wet pop, pulling back to catch my breath. We shift positions on the air mattress. Edward lies flat on his back, his broad chest rising and falling. I swing a leg over to straddle his narrow hips. I align the thick head of his cock with my dripping pussy. Pushing down, I take his entire length into my slick core in one smooth glide.

Jake kneels right behind my back. He presses his thick, blunt tip against my stretched, slick ass.

"Do it." I brace my hands on Edward's chest. "I need you both."

Jake drives his hips forward, sinking his thick shaft deep into my ass in one thrust.

The intense stretch rips a loud scream from my lungs. My muscles clamp down, wrapping around both of their thick cocks in a tight grip.