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Our omega was usually shy and reserved, but she was downright wild in heat. She grasped for what she wanted without a care in the world. And what she wanted more than anything was us. Our bodies, our knots, and we were more than happy to provide.

“Fucking hell, that mouth,” Marshall groaned, his head falling back as Summer sucked. “Keep going like that, baby, and I’ll be filling your throat in no time.”

Summer hummed in happiness, apparently quite liking that idea.

It didn’t take long for her to come again, her body trembling under the attention of her alphas.

Marshall groaned, a deep, guttural sound as he came. Summer’s hand wrapped around his knot, her lips lapping up every drop of cum from his tip.

Tobias wasn’t far behind, and Summer mewled happily as she was filled with yet another knot. We were all panting and drenched in sweat. The smell of pheromones and sex was overwhelming. How was I supposed to go back to my normal life after knowing how Summer’s face contorted when she came on my knot? Or the way her scent ballooned when she wanted us so badly?

Even though Noah and I sat back and enjoyed the show this time, we both knew there would be many, many more opportunities to knot our sweet omega.

Frankly, I was convinced I had died and gone to heaven.

Chapter 33

Summer

Ionly had one thought running through my brain.

Knots.

I wanted as many of them as humanly possible. I wanted them over and over again until all I could see were my mate’s knots.

There was the normal level of desire when I wanted a knot, but this was something different. There was this deep, instinctual urge that left me feeling like, if I didn’t get as many knots as possible, something terrible was going to happen.

Every muscle in my body was sore from the rigorous activities we had been engaging in, but I couldn’t stop. Everything in me was pushing to keep going forward.

Even in moments when I was so utterly exhausted that I couldn’t move my limbs, I still whined for a knot.

I fell asleep with a knot buried inside me but woke up painfully empty. Lying on my stomach, I blearily opened one eye, turning my head to find an alpha. Emmett was on one side of me, asleep—deeply asleep, judging by the way he was snoring that low, rumbling sound that made the entire bed shake. On the other side of me was Noah, sitting up with his back against the headboard, reading something on his phone.

“Hey.” He smiled, eyes crinkling in that smiley way. “How are you feeling?”

“Knot?” I asked, my voice a pitiful whine.

Noah frowned, leaning over to gently touch my forehead. “You’re still warm.”

“They don’t call it heat for nothing… now, knot?” I grumbled, pushing myself up into a semi-sitting, semi-kneeling position so I could look at him. As I moved, the sheets fell away and my breasts were exposed.

Considering I had been quite shy about nudity mere days ago, I really had lost all sense of modesty, thanks to the heat. Maybe seeing my tits would encourage the alpha to knot me, and that would be a huge win in my opinion.

He cocked his head to the side, his eyes boring into me intently like he was trying to assess me.

He turned away, reaching for something on the bedside table and bringing it over to me. “Drink this,” he said softly.

Deep down, I knew he was looking after me, but there was something about the drink in front of my face that gravely offended me. I didn’t need hydration. I needed to be fucked.

“Knot!” I demanded again.

Was I acting like a petulant toddler? Maybe. It had been a long heat. I was exhausted, and still, this desperate need inside me wasn’t abating. I think anyone would be a little cranky in that situation.

Noah leaned down so his face was only an inch away from mine. “Be a good girl and drink your drink, and then I promise I will knot you so fucking hard, you won’t be able to think straight for the next few hours. How does that sound?” His voice was gravelly and full of promise.

I took the drink and chugged it down like a frat boy with a beer.

“Knot!” I declared, out of breath, happily handing him the empty container.