Page 113 of Knot Without My Permission
She was upstairs grabbing her jacket when Lore spoke to us, and I don’t want to keep this a secret from her.
“Lore,” she mutters, her eyelashes fluttering as a small orgasm rolls over her.
This is just the beginning. I refuse to count this first one, because I know she builds up to her climax with each little one that she has. I’ve never seen anything like it, but I love experiencing this with her.
“Yes,” I agree. The alpha’s name could be both an expletive and a prayer depending on the situation.
Dammit, I think I love him too. I’ve been building toward it, and the bond forces a connection, I just didn’t realize I’d already fallen head over heels until now. He’s easy to love.
Even if he doesn’t realize it.
“Then bite me,” she rasps. “Ransom, I want it. Wilder will deal.”
Growling, I fist her hair and pull her head back to kiss her. My hips piston and thrust against her, forcing her to brace against the tray. Her next orgasm is a muffled scream as I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze. She shudders hard, showering my knot with her slick as she comes.
“Swear that you mean it,” I rumble, releasing my grip so she can gasp in a breath.
Tears roll down her cheeks from the force of her orgasm and the emotions she’s feeling, and she nods violently.
“I swear,” she gasps.
“Do it,” Wilder growls, leaning against the doorway.
Marie and I turn to gaze at him, and his lips twitch in amusement.
“I can feel you through the bond, Ransom,” he chuckles. “I also went to take a piss, and Marie’s screams travel.”
“I was testing how good her concentration is,” I say, breathing heavily. “I haven’t bothered checking the target.”
“The game is the best part,” Wilder smirks. “However it shakes out doesn’t matter. Give our omega what she wants.”
“You’re okay with it?” Marie asks hesitantly.
“Yes, Marie. You deserve the world, and alpha bites are included in that. I was being a possessive dick earlier. I wasn’t serious about it carrying over outside of the chase. Now, make our girl scream real pretty for me, Ransom,” he says, shutting the door as he enters the room fully.
“How can I argue with that?” I purr, dragging my nose up Marie’s throat.
Sliding slowly out of her cunt, I ignore her annoyed whine.
“Ahh. The pact,” Wilder snorts, watching as I nod. “Allow me.”
Coming over, he drops to his knees between us and drags his tongue up my cock.
“Spit on her asshole,” he commands, taking me into his mouth to deep throat me.
“Fuck!” I hiss, moving Marie so she’s bent in an upside down L-shape. Her hands are braced against the walls of the stall, and I spread her ass cheeks to spit into her puckered hole. It mixes with the slick she’s pushing out of it as she whines, the sound of Wilder deep throating my cock turning her on.
Pushing my fingers into her ass, I know that she’s still going to feel pain due to my size.
“Wilder, hurry up,” she complains.
I grin as I pull my fingers out and smack her ass to make her cry out. I can still see the redness the paddle left on her skin, and know she’ll be sore for a couple of days.
What’s a little more pain when she sits down? She’ll think of her pack every time she moves, and I’m completely fine with that.
My eyes cross as Wilder squeezes my knot, and I almost blow my load down his throat.
“Fuck you, man,” I groan, smacking him upside the head as he comes up for air.
