Page 130 of Knot Without My Permission
“Are you sure about this?” I ask, pulling off my clothes to follow her onto the bed as she scoots backward.
“I’d tell you if I wasn’t,” she says, stripping off her clothes before burrowing under the sheets.
My lips twitch, knowing the house is cold.
“I’ll turn up the air,” Storm says, pulling out his phone. We’re all together now, just as it should be.
“Did you connect the air conditioner to your phone?” Marie asks.
“Of course. We have a lot of fucking stairs, Kitty.”
“Leg day,” Ransom sneezes. “Sorry, I had to get that out. I’m good now.”
Lore picks him up in a fireman’s carry and dumps him on the bed saying, “Today it’s asshole stretching day. Hope you’re ready.”
“I've been wearing a knotted plug while running and working out. Bring it, Alpha,” he grins.
“That explains why he’s always so happy when he’s working out,” Marie laughs.
Ransom winks at her, covering her body with his to kiss her. He slowly unwraps her from the blankets as the heater kicks on, and Marie sighs happily as the warm air floods our bedroom. I’ll happily sweat so she can remain warm if it makes her content.
“I guess I need to see how well his exercises are working,” Storm murmurs, his joggers forgotten on the ground as he settles behind Ransom.
Spreading his cheeks wide, Storm begins to eat Ransom’s asshole, making Ransom moan as he hides his face in her breasts.
“His tongue is wicked,” she says.
“The piercing. Ah fuck,” Ransom moans.
“Find something to do with your mouth, or I’ll do it for you,” Lore murmurs, stroking his cock as he gets comfortable on the bed.
“Oh no, whatever shall we do?” Marie asks wide eyed.
“Damn, I think you just changed the game, Pet,” he croons, moving to his knees so his cock bobs in front of her lips.
“Fuuuck,” Ransom gasps. “Storm, you’re going to make me come just with your ass play.”
“Can’t have that,” Storm smirks, catching the lube I toss his way.
“Adjust yourself to fuck our omega while Storm fucks you,” Lore instructs. There’s nothing he loves more than to be bossy as hell.
He adds more pillows behind Marie’s back so she’s comfortable, and Ransom braces his body over hers carefully. Pumping the base of his shaft, he leads it to her entrance, coating it with her slick as she starts to suck Lore’s cock.
“You’re such a pillow princess,” Ransom teases her, licking her nipple as he pushes his cock inside of her slowly.
“Mmm. Don’t knock it till you try it,” Lore growls. “You’re not going to be doing anything but take cock and suck it too.”
“It sounds like my lucky…Storm, fuck. Do you have to…Goddamn.”
My lips twitch as I watch Storm push a third finger into Ransom’s ass. It’s almost done innocently, like, “what did I do? I didn’t do nuthin’.”
“We’re going to torture you so good,” I chuckle. “Getting run through by your pack includes edging you. Did no one tell you that?”
“Fucking small print,” Ransom mutters, thrusting forward as he opens his mouth wide for Lore.
“You’re doing so good,” he purrs, his hand cupping the back of Ransom’s neck as he pulls his cock free of Marie’s lips and feeds it to him. “Remember you don’t need to breathe to be fucked.”
Storm removes his fingers, and liberally covers his cock with lube. He isn’t gentle when he thrusts into Ransom’s tight hole, and Marie moans as Storm fucks Ransom’s dick all the way inside of her.
