Page 48 of They Love Me Knot (Starsfalls Omegaverse #2)

Daphne

M y pace slows quickly, and I barely make it to the trees before dropping into a pathetic, stumbling jog.

I shouldn’t have laughed at Ciro when I ran off. I used up precious, precious lung capacity to do so.

This is why I don’t run for exercise, I feel like I’m dying.

I go around one tree only to be met with another that I have to dodge. I don’t know why these trees keep jumping out in front of me. It makes it a lot harder to put distance between us when I can’t run in a straight line.

Their stupid cocks better be worth this.

I squawk as another moth attacks me, flying right into my forehead. An actual moth this time.

The moth bounces off, and we’re both on our way.

This all sounded much more fun before I was huffing and puffing out here in the woods and no one’s getting eaten.

I might be an indoor-sex kind of girl.

Well, in the sheets or in the streets.

Something like that .

My brain isn’t getting enough oxygen to think.

I watch my feet as I struggle-jog, making sure I don’t trip on any roots in the low light. The forest floor is nice and cushy at least, seeming to be largely moss and leaf litter.

I’m so focused on looking down that I’m several steps into the glade before I realize it.

The crescent moon casts a silver glow on the tall grass, and I wander around, admiring the scene. Plants always have a way of pulling me in.

I notice pink dots scattered ahead, and dart forward to look, crouching to admire the evening primrose, open just for the moon.

I move from one flower to the next, cradling the stems to admire them before releasing them to continue swaying with their friends.

The back of my neck tingles, and a change in the breeze brings me the earthy honey scents of my scent matches.

I whip my head around and spot Ciro at the edge of the tree line, still in the shadows, but I know it’s him because of the cowboy hat.

My heart pounds and my pussy throbs with anticipation.

The tingle turns into a nervous shiver at his poised, unmoving form. I’m so mesmerized by Ciro that it takes me too long to realize I don’t see Alister.

Since Ciro hasn’t moved, I chance looking around. I don’t see Alister, but just as I’m turning back to watch Ciro, Alister emerges from the trees a few yards away from him.

My omega wavers between running at them or away. She kind of wants to see if our alphas are strong enough to catch her. Which, like obviously they are girl, they’re three times our size and we just got winded from jogging for five minutes.

She’s still smug and thinks it’s hot that alphas are showing off their prowess for us.

She’s right, it kind of is. Not that I’m going to choose my pack based on their physical abilities, but it is fun to give in to our instincts every now and then.

Which means I need to do my part in this little performance. I don’t want to insult their efforts by making it too easy.

I pop up from my crouched position, showing them my bare ass as I turn to run. If I get back under the trees, I have a chance of losing them among the trunks.

Well, if the wind keeps blowing away from them.

I’m so slick I’m pretty sure the lubrication on my thighs is helping me run faster since there’s no rub. But that combined with my perfume is just asking to get caught, leaving a scent trail everywhere I go, and probably a drip trail too.

I dart around trees, zigzagging to cover my tracks and trip them up.

I barely heard the grass rustle after I took off, so either they’re quieter runners than I am, or they’re not going full tilt in order to prolong the chasing portion of our activities.

Hopefully they don’t take too long to catch me, or I’ll be too tired to climb all over them like I want to.

My lungs are already burning, but the back of my neck tingles like it did when they were close. I’m not sure that sense is accurate, but the vestigial instinct heightens my arousal.

I dodge around a hugely enormous trunk and almost run right into Ciro.

I squeak and stumble backward, bouncing off another tree, which luckily wasn’t as rough as I expected.

I fall to my hands and knees, looking around for an escape. Instead, I find Alister standing over me and realize I bumped into him.

Apparently they are silent runners, because they corralled me without me noticing.

I scramble to the side, still in chase mode. I look for Ciro to make sure he hasn’t slipped away, keeping them in sight as I crab walk backwards.

“Are you tired of running?” Alister asks, running a finger along his belt buckle.

I pant (and my tongue may be hanging out), watching him finger it.

My omega urges me to play a bit more, and I think I’ve got some leg energy left, so I shake my head no.

“Then run,” Alister says.

Ciro growls and darts forward, but I’m already off, running through the forest.

I don’t try to hide my tracks this time, just going as straight and as fast as I can.

My alphas aren’t being subtle anymore either, their pounding steps close behind.

I think I spot another clearing and push for a burst of speed, hoping to change direction once I get there and shake them off.

Just as I break out of the trees, I’m lifted off my feet and the world spins around me.

When I make sense of things, I’m face down on the ground and Ciro is on top of me, rumbling a growl or a purr, I’m not sure which.

Footsteps have me looking around, which is difficult since Ciro is holding my arms behind my back, mirroring my last visit to the farm.

I lift my cheek off the moss and turn my head to see Alister walking over, watching as he slowly undoes his buckle and takes the belt off.

I’m whining and slick soaked by the time it’s dangling in his hand.

Alister hands the belt to Ciro, who wraps it around my wrists and fastens it.

I try to hold in a moan, but it slips out anyway. It’s embarrassing to be this horny when they’ve barely touched me.

Ciro growls in response, and Alister chuckles.

“You’ll be a good girl for us now, won’t you, baby girl?” Alister says.

“Yes, Daddy,” I say, nodding eagerly, cheek rubbing against the moss.

“I’m sure you won’t mind if we ensure you behave after running from us,” he continues, gesturing at my bound hands.

I nod again. Yes, they should keep me in line. Was very naughty to run from them.

Best thing to do is for them to fuck me and knot me so I can’t get away.

Too difficult to get my thoughts into words anymore.

I press my shoulders into the ground and arch my back, trying to bring my legs up. Ciro shifts off me so I can get into position.

I get my knees under me so my ass is in the air, presented for them.

Ciro growls and grabs my thighs, using his thumbs to spread me. Slick drips down to pool on the forest floor.

He gives no warning before his tongue licks up my pussy, making me jolt as he starts at my clit, swiping all the way up to my ass. I’m ready for the next pass, trying to push back against Ciro’s face, but with his strength he holds me where he wants anyway.

I whine and writhe as Ciro sucks and licks everything in reach. I squeal when he bites my ass, and my omega is sad that it’s not hard enough to break the skin.

Alister kneels beside my head. I can’t tell what he’s doing, but I hear fabric rustling. My eyes roll back as Ciro sticks his tongue in me, and I forget about Alister.

Something warm wraps around my throat, metal clinking, and I’m lifted by the neck, the weight of my upper body slightly constricting my breathing.

Alister pulls my head up to his waist, close enough that I could lick the bulge in his pants, so I do.

His cock twitches and he growls, but he uses the belt looped around his fist to move me away from it.

“Naughty girl, I didn’t say you could play with my cock yet,” Alister says.

I whine in response, sticking out my tongue for more despite what he said.

Ciro pushes two fingers in my pussy just as Alister arches me back, belt lightly choking me as I come.

He loosens his hold so I can breathe through the end of my orgasm. I gasp as I catch my breath.

“Open up,” Alister says.

I open my eyes, and he taps his cock against my cheek, hand fisting his knot.

I stick out my tongue, already salivating over the strong spicy scent emanating from him.

Alister rubs the head against my tongue, the herbal precum coating it. I curl my tongue around him, licking the base and teasing the foreskin. Alister groans but holds still, letting me tease him and lick up more of the wild mountainside misty flavor.

Ciro removes his fingers, but I don’t mind since I’m focused on my treat from Alister.

I’m unprepared for Ciro to thrust his cock deep in my pussy, one hard push seating him down to the edge of his knot. My squeal is short-lived as Alister mimics him, pushing his cock into my throat and making me tighten around them as I choke.

Ciro sets a quick pace, thighs slapping against my ass, hitting just the right spot deep inside and making my legs shake.

I can’t concentrate enough to relax my throat for Alister, unable to do anything but whine as Ciro fucks me.

Alister doesn’t seem to mind, working his cock down my throat without my help. He uses the belt to hold me at the right angle and rubs my cheek with his free hand.

“Such a good girl now. Teasing Daddy in your cute little outfit,” Alister says, punctuating his thrusts.

I try to pay attention to what he’s saying, my omega wanting to listen to our alpha, especially when he’s praising us.

Ciro runs his fingers around my pussy as he fucks me, playing with my lips and teasing my clit. He brings his slick-covered fingers up to circle my ass, and I clench around his cock, making him groan. Ciro rubs my hole, and I want to push back onto his hand, but I can’t with them holding me.

Fortunately, he doesn’t torment me for long, easing a finger in my ass.

What little strength my legs had gives out, and Ciro grabs my waist to keep me up.

He works his finger deeper, and one finger quickly turns to two, and I’m coming again.

The pressure from his cock and his fingers pushing against me makes me squirt, trembling as I flood him.

Ciro and Alister sync up so that they’re thrusting at the same time, knots bumping against my lips. It’s still not enough for my omega, she wants it all.

Ciro’s knot stretches me on the next thrust, and he pushes it even further on the next. He adds a fourth finger in my ass when his cock retreats, giving me a moment to adjust to it.

Alister also pulls back to let me breathe, but keeps his head on my tongue.

My moan echoes around us as Ciro’s knot stretches me. He doesn’t stop, pushing hard until it’s inside, where it swells immediately, locking us together. He rubs his fingers against his knot from the inside, massaging an orgasm out of us.

Ciro groans and his cock pulses as he fills me, stretching my pussy more since the knot keeps his come trapped inside me.

I squeeze him as I come quietly, too overwhelmed to make a noise, or even breathe.

Alister thrusts forward, and I flutter my lashes open to watch. He’s still mostly dressed, like he just stepped out of the office for a quick break to fuck my mouth.

He pulls my head down to his knot, my saliva already coating it. He works his thumb into the corner of my mouth to open my jaw wider. I choke on a whine when I realize what he’s planning.

Ciro squeezes my hip and pushes against me, bumping me further onto Alister’s knot.

I try to open wide as Alister works his knot in. I tease my tongue against it, feeling it pulse like it’s ready to inflate.

Alister pulls out, and I take several gasping breaths as saliva drips down my chin, and then his cock is back.

As much as I want him to knot my mouth, I don’t think it’s going to work. He already has my jaw stretched to the limit, I can’t open any wider.

Alister drops the belt and holds the back of my head, stroking my cheek.

“You’ve been so good for us, baby girl. Don’t you want your alphas to fill you up? Let me knot this pretty mouth? You can do it. Just relax and let daddy in,” Alister croons.

His praise distracts me from the strain and uncertainty, and it turns out I can open further and let him in. With one sharp push, Alister’s knot just barely squeezes past my lips. It hits the back of my throat and inflates, trapping my tongue underneath it.

I barely hear Alister’s low growl as he comes, but it’s strong enough to vibrate his body and mine. His warmth fills my stomach, and I swallow around him as best I can, milking his cock to get everything I earned.

Ciro runs his hands under the apron to stroke my belly, squeezing it and pressing against where his cock stretches it out.

He picks up the belt loop Alister dropped, tugging on it and making me swallow hard around Alister’s cock. His lips brush my ear and neck, skipping over the belt to my shoulder.

“Ciro—fuck,” Alister says, just as Ciro’s teeth pierce my skin.

There’s a slight pain and then the weight of Ciro’s mind presses on mine, and feeling his pleasure alongside mine has me coming again.

His growl echoes in my ears.