Chapter 33 Naomi
Chapter thirty-three
Naomi
A whimper escapes before I can stop it, my body already aching for more.
"Liam," I murmur, my hand sliding up his chest. "I knot your knot."
His eyes are dark, his pupils blown wide, and when his hand cups my face I lean into the touch like a flower seeking the sun.
"Please," I breathe. "Liam, please—"
He kisses me. Deep and slow, tasting of mint and something darker. His other hand traces down my body, along the dip of my waist… the curve of my hip… finding where I'm slick and swollen and oh so ready.
"You're so beautiful," he murmurs against my lips.
I reach for him, wrapping my hand around his length, and the groan he makes vibrates through the nest. He's hard and hot in my palm, and when I guide him to where I need him, his whole body shudders.
"Angel—"
"Now, alpha," I demand.
He pushes inside in one smooth thrust and my back arches off the nest. The stretch is perfect, the fullness exactly what my heat demands. My legs wrap around his waist, pulling him deeper, and the sound that tears from my throat is raw and desperate.
"Fuck," Liam groans, forehead dropping to my shoulder. "You feel incredible."
"More," I gasp. "Move, please move—"
He sets a rhythm that has me keening, each thrust hitting something deep that makes my vision blur. Felix's mouth finds my breast, sucking and teasing until I'm writhing. And Silas's hand slides between us, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing in tight circles that match Liam's pace.
"That's it," Silas murmurs, his other hand moving gently in my hair. "Take what you need, angel."
"So good," Felix adds between kisses to my skin. "You're doing so good for us."
Liam's pace increases, his control fraying at the edges. I can feel his knot starting to swell, the pressure building with each thrust. Silas's fingers work faster, pushing me toward the edge.
"Yes," I sob. "Yes, alpha, please—"
His knot locks inside and the fullness tips me over. The orgasm crashes through me in waves, pulling a cry from my lips that I couldn't stop if I tried. Liam's whole body shudders as he keeps spilling inside me.
We lock together, both panting, and my omega purrs at being filled and exactly where I belong.
Felix's mouth never stops moving across my skin, kissing my shoulder, my collarbone, the curve of my breast. Silas's fingers card through my hair, slow and soothing.
"Wonderful," Silas murmurs. "You're doing wonderful."
The praise sends another aftershock through me. I clench around Liam's knot and he groans, his hand tightening on my hip.
Time goes soft at the edges. Minutes or hours could pass while my alphas keep praising me, touching me, filling me... The nest cradles us. The fire crackles. Shadows dance across the blanket canopy overhead.
My hands roam wherever they can reach; Liam's back, Felix's shoulder, Silas's chest. Mapping them. Claiming them. Making sure they know they're mine as much as I'm theirs.
"Hockey players," I murmur against a throat. "Remarkable stamina."
Felix laughs, low and warm. "We aim to please, angel."
* * *
Silas' knot starts to deflate for the third time in two hours. When he slips free, the emptiness returns with a vengeance that makes my whole body clench. I whimper, already reaching, already needing—
"I'm here, angel," Felix says, moving between my legs before the ache can fully register. "I've got you."
He pushes inside and I cry out. I'm getting super sensitive from all this fucking, even with my heat making me so wet and ready. I'm stretched, swollen and so slick he slides in easily despite his size.
"Oh god," I gasp. "Felix—"
"Right here," he promises, setting an urgent pace. "Right here with you."
Liam's mouth finds mine in a kiss. Silas's hands roam my body, one cupping my breast while the other slides down to where Felix is driving into me.
"Look at you," Silas murmurs. His fingers find where I'm stretched around Felix and press gently, adding pressure that makes me shake. "Taking him so well. So perfect for us."
The dual sensation, Felix inside me, Silas's fingers rubbing where we're joined, makes my breath stutter. I'm already close again, the heat building so fast I can barely keep up.
"That's it," Liam says against my lips. "Come for him, Naomi. Let us see you."
Felix's rhythm falters, his knot getting bigger and bigger. The pressure mounts until his knot fully swells. I shatter even harder than before, being so sensitive after coming so many times.
Felix groans, hips jerking as he spills inside me, and the feeling sends another wave of satisfaction rolling through me.
Locked together. Perfect.
When the aftershocks fade, I'm boneless. Trembling. Felix is panting against my neck, his weight pressing me into the nest comfortably, while Liam and Silas stroke my arms, my hair, my face.
"Water," Silas says after a moment. "You need water, angel."
"Don't leave." My hand fists in his hair before I can think about it.
"Just to the kitchen," he promises. "Thirty seconds. Liam and Felix have you."
He slips out from under the blanket canopy, the firelight catching the lines of his back, the shift of muscle as he moves. He's beautiful. They all are.
He returns with water bottles and granola bars. "Here, eat, angel" he says, helping me sit up despite Felix's knot still locking us together. "Your body needs fuel."
I drain half a bottle before coming up for air, then accept the granola bar Silas unwraps for me.
"Good… so good," he murmurs, and the praise makes warmth bloom behind my ribs.
Felix shifts, adjusting our position so I'm leaning back against Silas' chest while we're still joined. Liam takes the empty wrapper from my hand. Silas helps me drink more.
They're taking care of me, making sure I'm okay...
God, that's hot.
Felix's knot starts to deflate. When he slips free, I'm already reaching, because I need them again. I need to be filled until the heat finally gives me a break.
"Again?" I ask, and it comes out as a whine.
Their eyes darken with renewed hunger at the demand.
"Always, angel," they say in unison.
I pull them close.