Page 77 of Love Me Knot, Part One (Knotty Omegas #1)

Nate hisses through his teeth. “No wonder you’re traumatized, D. That thing is huge.”

Dez gives me a pointed look like, see? I told you so and I shrink a little more . “I would’ve adjusted!”

“You were in pain.”

It did hurt a little at first, so I don’t refute that. Instead, I reach for his hand. “I made a mistake, but I want to try again.”

“Daph.” I hate the stark way Dez says my name. Hate that he’s been harboring these feelings for weeks without telling me. His eyes plead for anything else, but I’m worried that if we don’t cross this hurdle now, he’ll keep putting it off until it’s too late to fix.

“Do you want to knot me?” I ask.

“Of course I do.”

“Then do it. I promise, I can take you.”

“Jesus,” Nate mutters, shoving Dez off him and climbing back to his place on the bed.

Meanwhile, Dez stays kneeling on the floor, warring with himself and not budging an inch. He finally looks away, agonized. “I can’t.”

Before I can whine, Nate steps in. “Okay, you both want the knotting to happen, so how about Daphne promises not to force it and to come as much as you think she needs before you give it to her. Does that sound fair to everyone?”

“Yes.” Dez sighs with relief and damn it, how can I say no?

“For the record, I don’t like you ganging up on me,” I say petulantly.

“Tough.” Nate grabs my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “This is about your safety and Dez being comfortable giving you something your system needs. You either take it the way he’s willing to give it or you don’t get it at all. Which will it be?”

Ugh, why does he have to sound so sensible? “I said yes, didn’t I?”

“Don’t mind her,” Nate tells Dez. “She’s just being a brat because she isn’t getting what she wants. Fuck her stupid, and she’ll forget all about how annoyed she is.”

I don’t dignify that with a response, especially since it’s true.

When Dez still doesn’t move from the floor, I hold out my hand. “Come here?”

He stares at it for a long time, warring with himself, but a reassuring glance at Nate settles him. As soon as Dez’s body drops on top of mine, we both relax.

With a dramatic sigh that makes Dez smile, I drape my arms around his shoulders. “Nate’s right. I’m grumpy I didn’t get my way.”

“I just don’t want to hurt you again.” Dez presses soft kisses against my skin, drinking in my scent as he settles his hips between my thighs.

“We’ll go slow,” I promise, pelvis rising so I can slick my pussy against him.

He’s softened a little in the chaos, but it takes almost nothing for him to get hard again. My mouth waters with the urge to shove this alpha down and suck him dry, but I don’t. Later, when this is over, I’ll see if he’s interested, but right now, I want my knot.

“I’m sorry I lost control,” Dez whispers against my cheek.

“I don’t mind that you did,” I admit. “But it’s probably a little soon for biting.”

He stares down at me, achingly tender. “You know I’d do it right now if you wanted.”

I do, and I’m coming to terms with the fact that I wouldn’t mind being bonded to these men. Just not yet. “A little longer.”

Dez nods, then turns to Nate. “Watch.”

But it’s not the same way he said it before. This time, it’s a plea, one his brother immediately answers. “I’ve got your back.”

Dez lifts my hips, sliding back inside me with that same sweetness he always gives, our kiss turning into a shared groan. “You feel so fucking right, Daphne. I can’t describe it.”

He doesn’t have to. I feel it every time I’m with one of them.

Even in the early stages, when I was so in love with Pack Parker that they could do no wrong, it was never like this. I need Dez, Connor, and Nate like I need air. I want them all the time, and being without them is hell.

I’m whole on my own, but I’m happiest when they’re here too.

The first orgasm is lazy and delicious. Heat trailing up my legs and throughout my body until I feel warm, comfortable, and loved.

Dez doesn’t stop there. He pulls one leg over his hip, changing the angle so he can stroke exactly where I need him.

His pace is steady and frustratingly slow at first, but it builds until the slap of skin and breathy moans is all I can hear.

Nate’s scent rises. “You look so good taking him, kitten. Can’t wait to have you together soon.”

There’s a distant memory of the heat, Dez’s hand in my hair as he pushes my mouth over Nate’s cock for the first time. The startled, agonized noise he made as he came down my throat and the way they wrung me out between them after.

“Please.”

“She squeezed me so tight. Did you like that, Daph? Have you been dreaming of us fucking you again? Dropping you on our knots until all you can do is come.” The force of Dez’s thrusts pick up until his hands are the only thing keeping me in place.

I’m at his mercy and it feels so fucking good. “Please?”

“Oh, no.” He laughs, sinister and so fucking sexy. “I’m not sharing you tonight, little muse. Every orgasm you have is mine.”

He shifts again, and another one explodes out of me, more powerful than the last by far. He keeps going, my pussy over sensitized, my body clawing at him for more. I realize then that he could drag this out for hours, fucking me until I can’t speak and never giving me what I need.

“Please,” I pant, clinging to his shoulders at another wave of pleasure.

Dez nips at my neck, but this time, I know he’s fully in control. “Tell me what you want.”

“You.” My back arches off the bed when he leans down to lick one nipple, barely letting me adjust before he sucks hard. “Fuck!”

His growl is pure, smug alpha. “Be specific. Say my name.”

“ Dez ,” I whine. “I need your knot.”

He leans back, brown eyes locked on mine as he feeds me all of his cock, hesitating just before that last chunk of him stretches my body.

“Go slow if you need to, D. You’ve got this.” Nate’s soft voice barely penetrates because I’m too focused on the alpha above me. The way his chest heaves with every breath, the thickness of him inside me and the girth of his knot so close to where I need it.

A flicker of unease grows then softens as I grab his hands, connecting us together in every way I can. “We can stop.”

“Hell no. I want to knot my omega in her nest.”

It’s slow going, with Dez forcing himself in a little at a time. I don’t shift my hips like I want to and I’m annoyed when it doesn’t hurt. If I’d let him give me an orgasm or five the first time, he wouldn’t be so stressed, and I could’ve had this sooner.

Finally, fucking finally, he’s buried inside me, knot locking us together. My breath stutters out, fingers clenching as I adjust to having all of him again. It’s pressure and heat and pleasure so deep I feel like I’ll never surface.

I barely feel his hands roam my skin until they tuck into my hair, forcing me to look at him. “Daphne? Are you okay? Talk to me, baby.”

“’S good.” My words slur, the pleasure of being so full stretching everything too tight in the best way. Every time we move, sparklers flare behind my eyes, and I think I might die. “Rut.”

“No.”

Whining, I turn to Nate. “Help?” I’m trying to be so good, but doesn’t Dez see how much I need this? He’s so good at keeping himself in control, but sometimes you have to let go.

“Brat,” Nate says lovingly before turning to his brother. “She can take it, but if you’re scared of hurting her, let her take the lead.”

Dez’s gaze snaps to him. “How?”

Nate rearranges us until I’m in Dez’s lap. The move pushes him deeper inside me, tugging at the tie until we’re both swearing. “There you go, kitten. Ride your alpha.”

Oh, fuck yes.

There’s not much I can do locked down like this, but I swivel my hips, nails raking his back as I take what I can. The alpha beneath me loses his mind. Hands dig into my waist, teeth biting his bottom lip until I’m sure he’ll bleed. “Fuck, keep going. Don’t stop.”

Every miniscule adjustment feels like a dream, clouding my head until all I can think is more. My mouth finds its way to Dez’s neck, teeth digging in until his hips kick from below.

Just a little deeper and he’s all yours.

Dez’s hand wraps around the back of my neck, pulling me closer. My jaw aches as I bite a little harder. So close.

S omeone swats my ass hard enough to hurt and I pop off with a whimper.

“No biting.” Nate’s heat closes in behind me. I think I love him for how gentle he’s being with us right now monitoring us when we’re a little too instinctive to do it ourselves.

“I won’t,” I grumble, licking over the indentations. It’ll bruise, but that’s it. Knowing it’ll fade made me sad until I remember what they said.

Not yet .

But someday I’ll have their real bites on my body. Etched in my skin for eternity. And unlike my exes, I know these men will actually do it. They’re already struggling to keep their teeth off me now. One little word and I could have this pack locked down.

I want that. Want it so bad it forces me to go faster, to take us higher. I want this alpha to break for me because I know he and his brothers are mine.

So, Dez Morgan has to fall. At my feet, into my heart. He has to surrender because if I’m going down, I’m taking him with me.

Lifting as high on my knees as I can, I stretch the tie, making us both shiver. But I need the space to creep a hand under my ass and cup hid balls.

He shouts, jerking into my touch when I squeeze him gently, pulling a little on the delicate skin. “Oh, fuck. I’m going to come if you do that.”

I laugh, pleased at how mindless he looks. The way this big man shivers for me. “Good. I want to feel you even when you’re not here.”

With a feral snarl, Dez pulls my hands up, locks them behind my back and ruts, bouncing me on his cock until we’re both swearing and coming and shaking the fucking world. When the orgasm ends, he lays me down with my head resting in Nate’s lap and ruts some more.

Every thrust pushes me into my biggest alpha’s cock, making him whimper and mumble and groan while he tries so hard to stay still.

“Such a good boy,” I croon, and he groans.

“This is so unfair.”

“Tomorrow,” Dez offers. “I should be okay by then.”

“You better be.”

“I’ll wake you up with a blowjob,” I say, winking when Nate glares at me.

“That’s not helping.”

“Oops?”

“Menace.” He risks poking me, both of us glancing at Dez warily. He doesn’t give a fuck, though, too busy fucking every brain cell from my head.

“Adore you,” I whisper to them both. Dez buries his face in my hair and Nate softens.

“Adore you too, kitten. Now, focus on your other alpha. I’ll steal you back tomorrow.”

My nails dig into Dez’s shoulder, teeth clenching against the tidal wave of pleasure threatening to ruin me. He keeps me close, whispering against my skin. “That’s it, baby. Come for me one last time. Make my dreams come true.”

So, I do. I come, Dez comes, and Nate groans as he soaks his boxers. The scent of our mutual release fills my nest perfectly, like it was always meant to be there.

We collapse in a puppy pile, trying to catch our breath. Dez lays kisses everywhere he can reach. “That was perfect, Daph.”

“You’re perfect.” I stroke his back, marveling at the twist our night took.

Sticky and disoriented and so fucking tired I could cry. I’ve never felt as loved as I do right now.

It’s a long time before Nate laughs.

“What?” I ask.

“Nothing, it’s just…” He giggles—fucking giggles—before lifting a damp curl. “Your hair is everywhere. Looks a little like you stuck your finger in a socket.”

“Hey!” I protest, swatting at him. “That’s so mean.”

Nate thumbs away my pout, smiling down at me. “Aw, don’t be mad. You’re the prettiest electrocution I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah, yeah. Whatever.”

Nate keeps laughing at me as he slips off the bed, making sure not to jostle my head too much as he goes to change.

When we’re alone, Dez nuzzles into that space on my neck he loves, warming my chest with his body heat and the contentment that flows through him. “Don’t worry, little muse. I’ll do your hair later. Maybe while you’re locked on my knot again.”

“That sounds perfect.” Stroking his hair, his neck, his shoulders, it all feels so instinctual for me because I know it’s what he needs right now. “Are you okay?”

“I’m amazing.” Dez leans back, staring at me with that perfectly gentle look on his face. “Thank you for inviting me to your nest, omega.”

I know what he’s saying, even if he isn’t doing it out loud.

Thank you for choosing me.

I steal another kiss, sealing him as mine in the only way I can right now. “Thank you for being worth it and for showing me I am, too.”

“Always, little muse. Always.”

Because Dez and I, we share the same battle scars, and together, we’re going to heal them. One day and one intentional choice at a time.