Page 34 of Knot So Sweet (Leather and Lace #1)

Chapter 33

Ghost

C andi’s heat was a living thing, wrapping around us like a thick fog, making it damn near impossible to think straight. The raw need in the air had its own pulse, its own rhythm, and we were all caught in its pull.

Watching her unravel on top of me, trembling as she took everything we gave her, stirred something deep and primal in my chest—a wild, untamed desire that clawed at my control.

It was worth it.

Every instinct screamed at me to flip her over, to claim her completely, to make sure there was no doubt who she belonged to. But the sling on my shoulder was a reminder to pace myself.

Not an easy task when she was gasping in pleasure, her thighs quivering against my hips, drenched in the slick heat of her need.

I shifted beneath her, feeling the slick, hot grip of her body around my cock, the pressure building like a storm inside me. My shoulder was on fire, but I didn't give a single fuck. That blow was meant for my princess and Jordan would fucking pay for trying that shit.

"Fuck, Candi," I breathed, my voice rough with restraint as I fought to stay still, letting her ride me.

But it was torture.

She was trembling, gasping for breath, her body on the brink of collapse, and all I wanted was to take her over that edge again.

My free hand tightened on her waist, feeling every tremor that rippled through her. Her chest was heaving, her skin slick and flushed, and her scent—so sweet, so intoxicating—filled the room, making it impossible to think about anything but the fire raging through my veins.

She was everything.

Addictive, overwhelming, mine.

But I wasn’t the only one on the edge.

Viper was losing his damn mind. And if I wasn't so enthralled by the little minx on top of me I would have laughed. His gaze kept darting between me and Candi, and I knew exactly what he wanted.

Hell, I could feel it.

His need was just as intense, just as ravenous, and it was only a matter of time before he lost his tight control.

Candi whimpered, her thighs shaking as she clenched around me, and I felt a surge of possessive pride knowing it was me driving her wild. But the dark gleam in Viper’s eyes told me we were far from finished. His grip on her hips was tight, possessive, his fingers digging into her flesh as he leaned over her.

Viper’s hand slid down to her collar. He tugged her back toward him, and I watched as her body arched, desperate for his touch. He brushed his lips against her ear, his voice low and commanding.

"Are you going to be my good sweet Candi?" Viper said darkly.

Her body responded instantly, trembling as a moan slipped from her lips. She was barely holding herself together, but Viper held her steady, his dominance anchoring her to him.

"Answer me, sweetheart," he growled, his grip tightening on her collar. "Tell me that you need me just as much as I need you. Tell me you need my knot to satisfy your heat, Candice."

"I—I need it," she whimpered, her voice breathless, trembling. "Please…"

"Good girl. Now relax," his bark tangled into a growl. "Ghost." His onyx eyes locked onto mine. "Hold her steady. She’s going to need it."

I gripped Candi’s waist with my free hand, bracing myself as I held her tight. Her body trembled beneath my touch, but she wasn’t pulling away. If anything, she leaned into it, her body desperate for what was coming next.

His hand slid down between her legs, fingers brushing through her slick, pulling it to her tight hole, and she moaned brokenly, her hips bucking toward him.

"That’s right, sweetheart," he growled, his voice a dangerous rasp. "I’m going to fill you so deep, you won’t be able to think about anything else."

He shifted behind her, fingers gripping her waist as his cock slipped lower, finding the tight entrance of her ass. The instant he pressed forward, she let out a sharp cry, her back arching as her body tried to accommodate the intrusion.

A jolt of heat shot through me, the pulse of my arousal throbbing harder. I could feel her trembling against me, could feel the way her body tightened as Viper filled her

Candi’s breath hitched, her body trembling between us as she gasped for air. "Please… I—"

"Shh," I whispered, pulling her down tighter against me. "You can take it."

"You were made to take us both," Viper murmured, his voice a low, soothing growl as he continued to press inside her, inch by inch.

Candi’s cries and lavender scent filled the room. She trembled around my knot, her body tightening as Viper sank deeper into her ass, stretching her. My own cock pulsed inside her, still buried deep as Viper’s bottomed out.

His eyes locked with mine over her head.

"She's fucking perfect for us." His hips thrusted forward and the three of us moaned in pleasure. "Tell us who you belong to," he demanded, his voice rough and dark as he thrusted into her again.

I gripped her hair, angling her back to look into her eyes. "Say it, princess. Say who you fucking belong too," I echoed, feeling the primal satisfaction of having her completely under our control, knotted and trembling between us.

"You," she whispered.

Viper gripped her hips between us, forcing us to fill her simultaneously. Harder. Faster. The air in the room crackled with tension as we moved in sync, every breath from her drawing out my possessive instincts. Candi was caught between us—pinned, overwhelmed, and utterly ours.

"That’s right, baby," Viper growled, his voice rough with desire. "Now you're going to be knotted by both of your alphas."

Her breath hitched at his words, and I could see her body quiver. She was already trembling under the weight of the moment. My own muscles coiled tight as I watched her struggle to keep it together, her eyes half-lidded as she felt the full length of him stretch her inch by inch.

She cried out, back arching against Viper, and I felt her tighten around my cock like she was made for this. Her cunt squeezed me with every inch Viper pushed into her.

It was enough to drive any man insane, but I fought to stay grounded—fought to keep control while I still had some left.

"Fuck, Candice," Viper groaned, his voice guttural as he thrust deep into her. "You’re so fucking tight."

She writhed between us, the air in the room thick with her desperate moans and gasps. Her breathing was sharp, ragged, and I could tell she was teetering on the edge, ready to break apart under our control. I held her steady, my hands gripping her hips as I felt the pressure build in her body.

Viper’s thrusts were slow, deliberate—each one sending a shockwave through her. His hand gripped her collar, anchoring her to him as he claimed her with every thrust. There was no escaping us, no room for hesitation.

"You’re doing so well," he whispered against her ear, his words laced with praise. "Taking us both... You were made for this."

A low growl rumbled from my chest at his words. She didn’t get to come yet—not until I said so. The primal part of me wanted to keep her dangling at the edge just a little longer.

"Beg me to come, princess," I demanded. I needed to hear the desperation in her voice.

Her body shuddered between us, her moans growing more frantic as she clenched tighter around my knot. Her walls squeezed me, milking my cock as she fought to hold herself together.

I could feel the heat of her need, her desire to let go, but I wasn’t about to give her that release without making her earn it.

"Please," she whispered, the word barely audible, but dripping with need.

That one word was enough to make me want to snap. I was on the verge of losing it inside her, but I grit my teeth, pushing back the urge to come just yet.

She wasn’t done begging.

Her body trembled, and a soft, broken whimper escaped her lips. My knot pulsed inside her, the pressure mounting as a possessive growl built in my throat.

This was where she belonged—caught between us, her alphas, her body submitting while her mind fought to keep up.

"You want to come, baby?" Viper teased, his voice dark with amusement as his hand tightened around her collar, making her gasp. "Then beg for it."

"Lean back against Viper, princess," I ordered.

With a shaky breath, she did as I said, leaning back into Viper’s chest. Her body was pliant, obedient, and I seized the opportunity to thrust deeper, feeling the friction of her walls gripping me tight. My fingers found her clit, and the instant I touched her, she cried out in raw, unrestrained pleasure.

Her entire body convulsed between us, her walls clenching hard around our knots as we pushed her toward the edge. I glanced up, taking in the sight of her—skin flushed, mouth parted in breathless gasps, completely unraveling for us.

She was breathtaking, utterly destroyed by the way we claimed her.

"You’re ours," I growled, my voice thick with the possessiveness that swirled inside me. "Every inch of you."

A small whimper escaped her as her head fell forward, her body finally giving in to the inevitable. She was ours—broken, claimed, and completely at our mercy. Her fingers dug into my chest as she gasped for breath, her voice barely a whisper.

"Ghost, please..." The plea was desperate, fragile, and damn if it didn’t drive me insane.

"Good girl," I praised, feeling my knot swell inside her. I was close, so close. "Now scream for us, Candi. Let the world know how much you love this."

Her body tensed, a strangled cry tearing from her throat as she shattered completely, her release crashing through her like a tidal wave. The sensation of her release pulsed through me, triggering my own climax.

My growl reverberated in the room as I spilled into her, knotting her tighter, locking her between us with no escape.

"You’re ours, Candi," Viper murmured against her neck, his tone dark with satisfaction. "Forever."

We weren’t just claiming her body—we were claiming every part of her, and by the time we were done, she’d know without a doubt who she belonged to.