Page 52 of Knot Without My Permission
“Being president means choosing the decision that’s best for the overarching majority,” he lectures, sliding his fingers through Marie’s arousal.
Her little moans and gasps take me away from cleanup, and I groan as I stand in front of them to watch as a voyeur.
“Does that mean making Marie come is the best for the majority?” I tease him, hearing her pussy gush as he spears her entrance with his fingers.
“I mean, I think it is, so it must be,” he grunts, jutting his chin toward her pants.
Dropping to my knees, I rid her of the lower half of her clothes before ripping her shirt so her tits are free. She’s currently not wearing a bra, and they sway slightly as she rides Lore’s fingers. Her skin is flushed as Lore rubs her clit with his thumb, and he sucks on her neck to mark her.
“You feel confused, Princess. Why is that?” Lore croons.
I should let her answer, but her rosy nipples are calling to me. Squeezing her tits with my hands, I suck on them until she’s writhing and panting for more.
“I…should still be mad at you,” she confesses.
“It’s because I grew on you, huh?” he teases her.
Wilder and Storm pull out their cocks to begin stroking themselves, and I shiver as I realize I’m in the direct line of their release when they come.
“Like a fungus,” Marie gasps. “I don’t even really know you.”
“I’m thirty-eight years old, love hard, and take care of my pack. What more do you need to know?” Lore asks honestly. “Anything else simply comes with the time we now have.”
Another finger slides into her cunt, and she’s stuffed full now. Exposing her clit better with my thumbs, I suck on it, enjoying the way she squeals at the new pressure.
“This…isn’t how things are done,” she insists.
“Other people are boring,” I mumble against her skin. “We’ll always keep you on your toes.”
“The bond is already half formed, we may as well complete it. Doesn’t it itch at you to know this?” Lore taunts her. “We’ll complete the bond, get your old lady tattoo across your shoulders, and get your patch on your new leather jacket.”
Fuck, I’ve wanted that since I felt her shiver in the cold outside the church at the funeral. I’ve never dropped my jacket on a girl’s shoulders before. There’s too much ownership in a move like that.
“What does the patch say?” Marie moans.
“Property of Pack Thunder,” Storm growls, making Marie shudder as a shockwave of desire hits her.
“It has a nice ring to it,” Wilder says. “You’re ours, Marie. I think our president should fuck you while he bites your shoulder. Will you wear his mark proudly, Little Omega? It’llshow everyone you belong to an alpha male who cheated death. Lore is so surly, The Grim Reaper threw him back.”
“As long as he’s here, I don’t fucking care,” she wails, her fingers clenching around my hair as she rolls her hips over my face.
“Such a beautiful princess sitting on her throne,” Lore growls, shifting to pull his sweatpants down. Marie shifts so she’s fully on his lap, giving me a wonderful view of her body. I help by yanking Lore’s pants off, lining his cock up at her entrance once he pulls his fingers from her cunt. “Good boy.”
Lore rewards me as he thrusts inside of her by feeding her slick on his fingers into my mouth. My pack groans as they watch me, and then Lore pulls his fingers away to fist my hair, pulling my face back to Marie’s cunt.
“Make sure to make a mess all over your skin so we can lick it off you later,” he says.
The need to fist my cock becomes unbearable, precum beginning to stain the front of my pants, and I finally give in and push the waistband down until my shaft is free.
My tongue licks and sucks Marie’s pussy and Lore’s cock, enjoying the way they both cry out. I may be on my knees with my alphas surrounding me, but I’m in control.
“Feel free to bite my cock. I’d love a bond bite there, Ransom,” Lore snorts. “I want to collect bonded pack members today. It may keep my brother from killing me.”
“I’ll make sure I’m armed to keep that from happening,” Marie gasps. “He’s going to have to suck it up. Oh, fuck. Alpha, yes!”
“Such a pretty little fuck toy,” Lore growls. “A queen and a cum dumpster. Two sides of a coin that are equally important. Just like that. Your pussy is covering me in your slick.”
“The better to take your knot,” Wilder growls. It’s very wolf in the forest finding Red Riding Hood, and I smirk as I push my fingers into Marie’s asshole.
