Page 54 of Knot Without My Permission
“I bought a few plugs with my sex toy order,” Storm admits. “We didn’t use many toys during Marie’s heat. It was too chaotic and she didn’t feel well enough for them. I’ll grab them. Ransom, you look like a cream donut that exploded. We got you good.”
“Ugh,” I groan. “Thanks a lot.”
“Don’t shower,” Lore grunts. “Clean up just enough, but I want you and Marie to smell like us. Keep the cum on your skin.”
Instead of responding, I move to where his knot is slowly pushing its way out of Marie’s pussy. It’s due to its deflation, but that term is counterintuitive. There’s nothing soft about Lore’s knot as I suck on it before biting down.
“Fu…oh goddamnit,” he hisses, shuddering as I solidify the bond. “I didn’t mean literally bite my fucking knot.”
“Don’t lie,” Storm chuckles. “You totally hoped he’d bite it. It’s just like how you can’t tell any of us to bite you, because we will.”
“Fuck me and you,” Lore complains.
Storm shrugs happily as he leaves to wash up and find the pussy plug.
“You know, I’m starting to think you’d look really fucking good with a butt plug,” Lore muses.
“I can make that happen,” Wilder replies, leaving as well.
My hands are free, but I can’t make myself get up. I’m overwhelmed with Lore’s emotions. It’s hard to process it all, and he simply massages the cum staining my skin further into it as we wait for Marie to wake up.
I’m not sure how Marie will manage to feel everything Lore has bouncing around in his head and not be overwhelmed. There’s so much more than people think happening under Lore’s tough exterior.
“This is why I never bonded with Wilder and Storm,” he murmurs. “I only look like I don’t give a fuck. Instead, I give more than I should.”
Sagging under the knowledge of what he thinks about, I nod as I just let myself experience what it’s like to be Lore Monroe. There’s love for his pack, pride that they held it together while he was gone, and fear that he may not fit the way he did before.
“You fit,” I rasp. “No one can ever fill the space you left. I couldn’t even begin to try. You ground this pack. Even I know that.”
“And Marie?” he asks, pressing his lips against her forehead. Her eyelashes flutter, but she remains sleeping as Lore’s blue eyes become stormy. “There’s shit you don’t know about, things that are unforgivable that we’ve done to her.”
My heart flip flops at the thought of that. I’ve felt the mystery behind their half veiled statements, knowing they held secrets.
“So grovel. Be the one on your knees instead,” I suggest. “I can tell you there’s power here as well.”
“I’ve been taught never to bend, but I find myself doing it more and more for her. I don’t think there’s weakness in showing your omega you adore her,” he says. “Marie is a tough cookie. The normal forms of apology won’t work with her.”
Marie sighs as she opens her eyes and Lore shuts the door on the bond until only a trickle of his emotions are leaking out of it. Love and adoration are all I feel, and I’m in awe that he can compartmentalize like this.
“Welcome back, Princess,” Lore chuckles darkly. The sound makes goosebumps appear over Marie’s skin, showing exactly how much he affects her. “Storm is going to plug your pussy, and then you can get ready.”
“He’s what?” she asks, disoriented as Wilder and Storm reappear.
“Lore wants you to hold his cum inside of you,” Storm says, edging me out of the way.
I don’t get a chance to get off the floor before Wilder is on me, eating my asshole and pushing saliva inside of it to get me wet.
“Ransom is getting a plug too,” Lore says serenely as his knot slides loudly out of Marie’s cunt. “I don’t want you to waste a drop, Princess, and Ransom is getting one to prepare him to get fucked. I think we need to officially welcome him to the pack by running a train on his ass. Don’t you think that’ll be fun?”
“Lore. Oh god that’s cold,” she gasps as Lore’s cock is replaced with a plug. “I think our ideas of ‘fun’ are very different.”
I think they are too.
Chapter Twelve
Marie
Ican smell my alpha’s scents all around me as I walk into the nest store. The Nesting Omega is a newer boutique catering to omegas. I’m surprised the guys chose this place since it’s on the higher end of luxury.
