Page 119 of Knot The Only Onee

“Anyone else coming?” I chuckled to myself. “Get it?Coming?”

“Such a child.” Noah shook his head. “We had fun in the shower yesterday. Feel free, James.”

James shrugged and rose to his feet. “I mean, it’s a three-hour flight. Who says we all can’t have a little fun?”

My cock hardened even further as I placed Bridget onto the king-sized bed in the back bedroom. James prowled in behind me and pressed his body against my back.

"I like when you take what you want." His teeth nibbled on my ear, and I groaned in response.

"Fuck."

Bridget rose to her knees and ran her hands over my chest before trailing them down to unbutton my jeans. Her cheeks were flushed, and her nipples poked out from her shirt.

Gods, she was so beautiful and perfect.

She shoved my pants down just enough to free my cock, and wrapped one of her small hands around the base.

I cursed again, loving the feel of her grip as she moved her hand with exquisite slowness.

I cupped her cheeks and tilted her head up to bend and kiss her. What started as a sweet and gentle meeting of lips turned frantic as she stroked me faster, and I cupped her breasts through the fabric of her shirt.

“You’re wearing entirely too many clothes,” I rasped against her lips.

“You both are,” James agreed.

I kicked away my pants and boxers after I expertly toed off my shoes.

I say “expertly” because I managed not to fall over completely. There was some maneuvering needed to accomplish the feat.

James helped Bridget out of her shirt and pants before taking his own clothes off so he stood in a pair of tight boxer briefs.

His cock strained against the fabric, and I licked my lips. He was so sexy. Somehow when he became an alpha, the raw appeal intensified, and every time I saw him, I wanted him to bend me over the nearest surface and fuck me senseless.

Most of the time, those fantasies included Bridget. Either with my cock buried in her pussy or down her throat.

Noah crept in behind James, stripping off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans but making no move to remove them from his body.

"Decided to come have fun, eh?" I smirked from over my shoulder at him.

A growl rumbled in his chest as his eyes turned molten with his lust. "All three of you were smelling much too delectable for me to resist."

"Good." James turned, placed one palm behind Noah's neck, and brought him in for a scorching kiss. The men were almost equal in height. James was bulkier than Noah, with his broad shoulders and thick arms. But Noah held his own, tangling his fingers through James' short hair and taking control of the kiss.

A whimper escaped Bridget, and she cupped her breasts. Those small fingers plucked at her nipples through the fabric of her bra. Itiskedand pushed her hands away. "These are mine, darlin’. Hands off." I reached behind her and undid the clasp, slightly proud of myself for getting it on the first try. Women's bras were not an easy thing to learn how to unsnap. Those hooks were pure evil if you asked me.

Gently, I pushed her back onto the bed and pulled her panties free from her body. Then, she was gloriously naked.

I parted her thighs, groaning as the scent of her arousal intensified in the air around us. "Fuck me, Bridget. You smell so good."

"Agreed." Noah and James moved to stand on either side of me, and we all gazed down at our perfect, aroused omega as she wiggled and writhed on the bed.

Small gasps of pleasure echoed in the air around us, and I wrapped my hand around my aching cock as the sensations swept through me and made me hard and leaking.

"She smells so fucking good," James snarled, his upper lip stretching back from his teeth. As I glanced over at him, his pupils were blown wide, his body taut with tension and arousal. He'd removed his underwear and stood bare beside me. He had a hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the tip glistening with pre-come.

I turned my head to find Noah in the same condition.

"Bridget, how are you feeling right now?" I asked, my voice little more than a husky growl. Something about her scent, even to my beta senses, was drawing me in and pulling me under.