Page 142 of Torment Me Knot
Need slams through me. I want nothing more than my omega inside me. One hand fists her hair to tilt her head just right while the other stays braced on her hip, holding her steady on my knot.
“Mine,” I growl, low and rough against her neck. My mouth opens over the tender spot where her pulse hammers and I bite down hard, teeth sinking in deep, breaking skin. The sharp tang of her blood hits my tongue at the same second her gardenia essence floods through me.
It’s overwhelming. Warm, sweet honey laced with lightning floods through the forming bond, pouring straight into my chest and down my spine. I feel her desperate need, every thread of love, every raw, aching desire to belong to us. It wraps around my knot, my cock, my fucking soul. My hips jerk up involuntarily, grinding my knot deeper into her cunt as the bond locks and her essence expands inside me, heavy and perfect, making my knot pulse and swell even larger.
Ezra groans behind her, his woodsmoke scent spiking sharp. His teeth find the other side of her neck and he bites down, sinking in until Espie cries out and her body clamps down on both of us at once. Her gardenia surges, richer now, threaded with Ezra’s dark smoke. The second bond slams into place through her, the two of them intertwining inside me until my vision blurs and my cock throbs violently against her walls. It’s too much—her pleasure, her surrender, her sudden, blinding love for us both crashing through every nerve ending.
Before I can even open my mouth to ask her to bite us back, Espie’s hands fly up. One twists into my hair and she lunges, teeth sinking into the muscle where my neck meets my shoulder.The bite is perfect. The bond snaps the other way and her essence floods back into me in reverse, hotter, wilder, tying us together so completely. My knot locks even tighter inside her as our minds crash together.
Ezra’s teeth are barely out of her skin when she twists the other way, reaches back, and bites him just as hard on his collarbone. Ezra’s groan vibrates through her and into me. The third bond blooms. His woodsmoke and her gardenia locking into him while the echo of it hits me through our shared connection with her.
Espie’s pussy seizes around my knot in a brutal clench, slick flooding out around me in hot, messy pulses. She screams into the bite on Ezra’s skin as she comes again, her whole body shaking and milking both of us.
“Good girl,” I rasp against the fresh mark on her throat, hips grinding helplessly as my knot pulses and I start flooding her cunt all over again, while the bond throbs between the three of us. Ezra’s hips stutter, his cock throbbing deep in her ass as he follows right behind, filling her up between us.
She belongs to us now. Completely. And the feeling of her essence still expanding inside my chest is so full. Mine. Ours.Forever.
“I wasn't ready for that,” I gasp
She looks at me, barely keeping her eyes open, pupils blown, drunk on sex. “Like what?”
“Like — I don't have words.I actually have no words.” I’m astounded to find my mind is blank.
“And to think, all it took were multiple orgasms and a bonded omega to do that,” Ezra smirks.
Kev
Aubrey is asleep, my knot buried deep in his ass, his face tucked against my chest, his cock semi-hard and throbbing between us. Sera has her head tipped back against my shoulder, her eyes closed, her left hand resting carefully over Aubrey’s back. I run my thumb up her spine. She makes a small sound as she drifts. I want her to rest fully. She needs it.
Across the nest Lex has Espie tucked against him, Ezra tracing her back. The fairy lights throw amber across all of them — Aubrey's hair, Sera's throat, the pale gold of Lex's forearm where it rests against Espie's back. Everything soft. Everything warm. Nothing moving fast.
My chest is so full I don't have a name for it. I sit very still. I breathe slow. Moving might break something I have waited too long for. Every bond is present. Aubrey's first, the newest, fierce. Sera's alongside it, steadier. Lex and Ezra and Espie weave through all of it, one continuous current inside my sternum. My family. My pack.
Ezra rises quietly, disappears into the house and comes back with a tray. Water. A bowl of strawberries. Sliced nectarine. He sets it on the low table beside the nest without waking Aubrey, and holds a glass of water out to Sera. She opens her eyes.
“Drink,” he says.
“Ez—”
“Drink.”
She takes the glass and drinks half of it without argument, which for Sera is a declaration of love. Ezra takes it back and holds out a piece of nectarine. She opens her mouth and takes itfrom his fingers and chews. He watches her until he is satisfied. Then he holds a strawberry to my mouth.
“You too,” he says.
I eat the strawberry he hand feeds me.
“Good?” Ezra asks me.
“Better than I've ever been in my life,” I say.
He is quiet for a moment. “The wait for this was worth every second. I’d do it all over again to have this. It’s a reward, you know. From the universe. Or the gods. Or…whatever. But that’s how I think of them. Gifts.”
He smiles. He has a good smile.
Espie makes a sound across the nest. Her heat is pulling again. Her chest is flushed and her hips start to swivel. Ezra crosses back to her and she reaches for him and pulls him down.
I ease Aubrey off my knot. He makes a small sound but doesn't wake. Sera looks up at me.
