Page 71 of Knot Their Princess

“I assure you, it’s all very real.” The mattress dips when he sits at the foot of the bed, turning his body to look at me. “It’s all yours, too. Everything we have, and everything we are.”

I reach out for his hand, and he gives it to me so I can pull him into an embrace, his muscular body covering almost all of me. I hug his broad shoulders, and he buries his face in the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply.

“The stuff is nice, but you three are the biggest and best prize of all.”

He hums against my skin, and I feel it on my neck and in my chest where his rests. “You are the prize here, Sin. You’re our prize to treasure forever.”

“Sweet talker.”

Ilya pushes up onto his arms, one on either side of me, and peers down at my face. His green eyes are hooded, expression serious, and I reach up to run my fingers along his stubbled jaw, feel the roughness and love it.

“Kiss me.”

He doesn’t hesitate, dropping down and capturing my lips, dipping his skilled tongue into my mouth as I open for him with a moan, gripping his shirt in my fists and pulling him back on top of me. I want to feel his weight on me, his muscles as he moves against my body.

“Aw, you started without us.”

I huff a laugh into Ilya’s mouth and he groans as he rolls off me.

“Hey,” I protest. “Nobody said you had to go anywhere. Let them join us instead.”

Garen’s head tilts. “Are you sure you’re ready, love?”

“More than sure.”

Ilya looks at me from where he stands at the foot of the bed, then at Garen and Cade who stay in the doorway together, before they begin to descend on me as one, pulling their clothes off as they move.

The show is something I’ve thought about since the day I met them, how they’d look naked. After feeling their muscles beneath their clothes, seeing their bare chests, all I’ve wanted is to feel their skin against mine.

“I want you to know that even though I’ve never had a knot in my pussy, I’m not a virgin or anything.” Oh, that doesn’t sound awkward and totally unsexy. “I just mean, you know, you don’t have to be easy. With me. Or anything.” I cough.

“You heard her, boys,” Garen sings with a lopsided grin. “She’s ready for a ravishing.”

I can’t help but laugh, pulling off my shirt and tossing it aside.

Ilya hums and descends on me, wearing only his black underwear, and I relish in the planes and divots of his muscles, the small smattering of hair above his pecs that makes him look extra masculine. When he kisses me, I take his tongue and lips readily, opening wide for him with a moan that turns to a small whine in my chest.

Cade and Garen work together to pull off my lounge pants, and Ilya snakes his hands behind my back to unclasp my bra, pulling it off my body. He groans, his gaze settled on my breasts, just staring for what feels like forever. But then he’s on me, mouth latching onto my right nipple, licking and sucking until slick pulses out of my pussy and I cry out with pleasure.

Garen is there then to give his attention to my left breast, and the sensation of two mouths on me makes my toes curl.

Cade curls his fingers into the waistband of my panties and I help him by lifting my ass off the mattress so he can pull them off with a moan as the scent of my slick mixes with my perfume on the air. Then, he’s bending my knees as he drops to his on the floor, keeping those honey-gold eyes trained on my face as he grips my thighs, spreads them, and dips down to taste me. I let out another cry, three mouths, three erogenous zones, and Alphas—my Alphas—who seem to know exactly what to do to make my body sing, working in sync to do it.

Cade laps at my clit, making my body squirm beneath Iya and Garen, until he changes to sucking my sensitive nub with all his might, my vision goes white as he sucks the orgasm out of me without a single warning.

“Oh, gods,” I breathe, my head tilting back.

My Alphas look at each other, and something passes between them, like a wordless exchange.

Garen repositions himself on the mattress, and Ilya lies on his back beside me. Then, I’m lifted off the bed to straddle Ilya’s straining cock, my back to him, knees bent.

“We’re going to take you together, Sin,” Cade tells me, his golden gaze hooded. “Your three mates at once.”

My body goes alight at his words, every nerve ending tingling.

“Yes, love,” Garen chimes. “You’ve never had a knot in that pretty little cunt of yours, so why not bless you with two at once your first time?”

My legs go weak, and Garen and Cade have to hold me up to keep me from dropping down onto Ilya below.