Page 46 of Knot Going Down (OlympicVerse #3)

LUCAS

I ’ve always appreciated beauty in motion, but this—Ava, Emily, and Knox together—might be the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen.

And the sounds they’re making?

Heavenly. A symphony of breath and skin and broken moans.

Knox’s face is wrecked. Head thrown back, sweat glistening at his temples, hands clamped to Emily’s hips like he’s holding on for dear life. Every thrust pulls a groan from his chest, her name whispered like a prayer.

Ava’s fingers tease Emily’s clit in slow, practiced circles, soft whimpers leaving her lips. She’s a gorgeous, gasping wreck. Breathtaking.

I crawl in behind Ava, letting my palm settle warm and wide on her lower back. Her skin is fever-hot, damp with sweat. I press a kiss to her shoulder, then give the inside of her thigh a sharp little smack. “Spread your legs, benzinho .”

She shifts up onto her knees, bracing herself above Knox’s thighs. Her slick center, glistening and flushed, already throbbing for more.

My cock twitches at the sight.

I reach for the makeshift vibrator but throw a teasing glance toward Declan. My fingers hover over the power button, waiting for approval.

“Do it,” he says, smirking with pure alpha indulgence.

The vibrator hums to life with a soft click, joining the chorus of panting and skin meeting skin.

I drag it slowly up the inside of one thigh, then the other, painting her in her own slick.

Her scent is overwhelming, syrup-thick and dizzying, soaking into my skin and sinking into my lungs.

I circle the toy against her clit, slow and deliberate.

Ava moans, spine arching, and Emily gasps , her head dropping forward, lips parted in a perfect echo. She rides Knox slow, smooth, like her rhythm is wired to Ava’s pleasure. Like Ava’s orgasm is already rippling through Emily’s spine.

“Do you know what I am doing to our omega, docinho ?” I murmur.

Emily shakes her head, jaw slack, breathless. Knox curses under her.

“I am getting her good and ready for her alpha’s knot.” I press a button on the massager, increasing the intensity. “She will be dripping for him. So slick and desperate.”

Ava lets out a choked moan. Emily whimpers. Even Knox trembles.

“That’s it,” Declan says from his spot beside the bed, voice molten. “You’re all doing so well.” He’s stroking himself with slow, steady precision, gaze heavy on the four of us like a man barely leashed. He’s magnificent. “Knox, time to make our pretty little beta come. Make her scream.”

“Finally,” Knox groans.

He thrusts up hard, and I feel the whole mattress jolt beneath me. Emily cries out. I pat Knox’s thigh, grinning. “Such a good boy for our alpha.”

“Shut up, Lucas.” Knox grits out, driving his hips upward with renewed force. Frantic. Relentless.

Emily collapses forward, hands braced on either side of Knox’s chest, moaning louder now, lost in his rhythm. He murmurs soft encouragements, hands everywhere—cupping her breasts, petting her thighs, thumbing her nipples. It’s enough to drive anyone feral.

Ava presses her cheek to the middle of Emily’s back and wiggles her ass at me. The picture of invitation and impatience. Her skin flushes deep pink, her thighs trembling.

She’s ready.

And I won’t make an omega in heat wait.

My cock, thick and hard, aches to be inside her. I line myself up, dragging my head through her slick before slowly pushing in. Her body stretches to take me, tight and pulsing, her walls fluttering with every breath.

“You are amazing,” I whisper, the words torn from somewhere deeper than my lungs.

Declan groans low, and I glance over to see him watching us, eyes fixed on where Ava’s body clutches mine.

His fist slows, his jaw tight. I pick up my pace, matching Knox’s hard thrusts stroke for stroke.

Deep. Steady. Ava buries her face in Emily’s shoulder.

She reaches forward, arms sliding along Emily’s until their hands stack on the bed, fingers tangled, bracing against our thrusts.

Their moans blur together, high and raw, a duet of need.

Their connection hits something deep in me.

This is what we were meant for.

When Emily leans forward to kiss Knox, it’s messy, all tongues and panting and moans. Ava clenches around me, the wet pull of her drawing me deeper.

“ Benzinho ,” I purr, drunk on the feel of her.

“Please,” Ava gasps. “More.”

When Emily shatters, Ava explodes. She clenches around me so tight it’s like she’s trying to drain me of my soul. It’s already hers. Theirs.

Knox bucks one more time and stills with a long, low sigh shuddering from his chest. Emily collapses on top of him. Boneless and perfect.

But Ava is unsatiated. Still trembling. Still wanting.

“More,” she demands with a frustrated sob. “Knot… please… alpha… knot.” She wiggles against me, trying to coax more from my quickly softening cock.

Declan meets my gaze across the few feet between us. Gone is the calm. What’s left is alpha hunger in its purest form—dark, coiled, ready . His cock leaks streams of pre-cum down his fist, and every muscle in him tenses like a predator ready to pounce. “It’s time.”