Page 148 of The Forgotten

“That’s mine,” he says against my lips as he kisses me. His thrusts fuck me through my orgasms and into another, making me squeal as it becomes almost too intense. “Fuck, I could do this forever, Princess.”

His knot grinds against me as his thrusts become less forceful.

“Goddamn,” he whispers in prayer. “Your pussy is incredible. Greedy little omega. One day you can have my knot, but not today.”

“Lore,” I whimper, clinging to him as he pulls me closer.

“I know, baby. God, I’m going to fill you up,” he groans, burying his face in my neck as he slams into my pussy twice more.

I can feel the warmth as he releases ropes of cum inside of me, and I belatedly remember that we forgot a condom. At least I’m on birth control, right?

“I’m going to fix your panties and you’re going to sit with my cum inside of you while you eat your pancakes,” he says, kissing me into silence when I begin to protest. “I always want to be bare inside of you, Princess.”

“You’re a caveman,” I mutter, hissing as he lifts me up. His cock slips free and I almost pout at how empty I feel.

No. Absolutely not. I will not get dick drunk!

Lore fixes my panties with a small pat that’s adorable and annoying in equal measures before putting his dick away. Then he drops to his knees again to help me pull on my pants before moving me toward the sinks to wash our hands. It’s such a normal and domestic thing to do together, outside of the fact that he fucked me in the diner restroom, and I have no idea if anyone else heard.

My cheeks flame as I dry my hands, and Lore tosses both his and my paper towels away before unlocking the door to walk us out. There’s still no one outside, and I try to fix my hair.

“You look freshly fucked,” Lore chuckles, sliding into his seat as I growl under my breath.

“Come eat,” Storm grins from the booth as I sit next to him.

My bag is between us while it wasn’t there before, and I raise my brow in surprise at him.

“I realized that you’d left it on Lore’s bike and I didn’t know if you’d need it,” he shrugs. “I know girls need…girlie things.”

“Cute,” Wilder chuckles under his breath.

“We’re paying for breakfast so you won’t need anything from your bag either way, as nice as it was for Storm to grab it,” Lore says, giving the other alpha a meaningful look.

I’m not sure I like the way he said that.

“And why are you paying for my meal?” I ask. I kind of figured they’d insist on paying, and since I don’t have anything more than a twenty dollar bill in my wallet, I figure I’ll gracefully allow them to.

The waitress brings us food and a new mug of coffee with a wink since mine is cold before hurrying off, which gives Lore plenty of time to figure out what to say. Cutting a piece of steak with his knife and fork, he shrugs.

“We’re officially courting you,” he says, taking a bite.

My food smells amazing, so I ignore his absurd statement to pour maple syrup over my pancakes and take a bite.

“Mmm,” I sigh, chewing slowly. This is so fluffy and delicious.

Storm chuckles under his breath while Wilder does something that looks suspiciously like adjusting his cock in his pants underneath the table.

“Do I have any say in this courting?” I ask, putting my fork down to doctor my coffee with three sugars and two mini creamer cups.

Lore, Storm, and Wilder all watch my every movement as if they’re memorizing it all. It’s kind of overwhelming to have this much of their attention on me.

“Kitty, you have a load of Lore’s cum in your sweet pussy. I can smell him on you,” Storm murmurs. “I’d say that’s pretty enthusiastic consent.”

“We’ll see,” I murmur, refusing to agree.

“I promised you knots and reparations, Princess,” Lore says. “Are you going to make me a liar?”

Wilder smirks as he waits for me to reply, his green eyes glittering as he takes a long sip of water. I can’t take my eyes off his throat as the muscles work to swallow.