Page 67 of They Love Me Knot (Starsfalls Omegaverse #2)

Daphne

I swallow whatever my mates have been feeding me and chase it with a swig of water.

I don’t care what it is, all I know is it isn’t cocks or knots. But I eat it anyway and drink the boring water because it makes them happy, and then they’ll give me what I really want.

My beta always makes eating fun, but he’s not feeding me right now.

I can see him sleeping at the edge of my nest. He looks so sweet and peaceful when he’s unconscious, cute little face resting on his tattooed hands.

Ciro lays nearby, and they look like they staggered off, exhausted, and collapsed on the nearest out of the way spot.

My alpha is sleeping on his back with his limbs splayed out like a starfish.

It’s almost enough to make me giggle, if I didn’t have other, more important things on my mind.

Since my beta isn’t the one feeding me, I rush through whatever’s left in the container Sterling is feeding me from and lunge at his cock.

“Daphne—” his sentence breaks off in a moan. He tangles his fingers in my hair, holding it out of my way and encouraging me by lightly pushing on my head.

I smile smugly around his cock (or try to, my mouth is stretched to capacity).

I figured out if I finish at least one plate of food and one water bottle, they don’t protest when I eat their cocks for dessert.

Sterling’s sugared peony flavor pairs nicely with whatever he fed me. I happily drink his precum before diving to feel him in my throat.

Sterling growls and bucks up into me when I swallow half of his cock, pushing and pulling me down the rest of the way as I relax my throat.

A hand around my neck pulls me up, and I whine and dig my nails into Sterling’s thighs to try to hold on to him. But I’m no match for Alister, who pulls me up against his chest and traps me in his arms. Even when I struggle, I can hardly move or rub my ass against his hard cock pressed against me.

I whine at him.

Alister ignores me and addresses Sterling. “The plan was to clean her up after eating.”

“She moved before I could stop her,” Sterling says.

Since he’s staring at my lips, I don’t think his argument is very convincing, but I’m happy to take the blame.

I don’t need a shower. I’m fine just how I am, covered in my mates’ come.

I open my mouth wide and stick my tongue out. Sterling groans and reaches for me.

“No. Clean up. First,” Alister says sharply, ruining my strategy.

It was working so well too .

Sterling sits back on his heels, but Alister doesn’t carry me to the adjoining bathroom like I’m expecting.

Instead, he pushes me down on the mattress between them, putting his knees on my shoulders to pin them down. Alister’s large body looms over my head, his cock taunting me.

He pulls my legs up, exposing my pussy and ass.

“Clean her up,” Alister says.

I’m confused and lift my head to see what’s happening. I don’t know when they configured a way to give me a bath in here.

They better not spill water in my nest.

I can’t see much with Alister pinning me though, just Sterling moving forward to sit between my thighs. I give up and let my head fall back.

I squeak when Sterling’s tongue touches me, startled by the unexpected sensation. His tongue swipes across me again, a broad stroke from my bottom up to my mound.

I look at Alister in confusion, and he just smirks.

When I finally realize what he meant, I glare at him.

He tricked me!

Sterling interrupts my nonverbal scolding by circling my clit, and I moan and close my eyes without meaning to. Well, now it would just look silly to complain about being fooled, so I give up and keep my eyes closed.

I dig my hands into Sterling’s hair, wrapping the long, silky strands around my fists. I gently tug on his hair, trying to direct where I want him to tongue me, but to no avail.

Further trickery. Sterling does actually seem to be cleaning me up (albeit using his mouth) rather than trying to titillate me or bring me to orgasm.

I moan in frustrated pleasure, his tongue seeming to perfectly toe the line between oral and cleaning up the slick and come.

I get more desperate as his tongue touches me everywhere, until I’m a twitching, shaking mess.

My focus narrows down to just the movements of Sterling’s tongue, waiting to see where it will touch me next.

I can never predict it, in one pass he swipes from my clit to my mound, and on the next he licks the crease between my thigh and ass.

So the orgasm takes me by surprise.

One second all I can feel is his tongue on my mound, the next, my poor overwhelmed nerves explode, my needy pussy flexing on emptiness. My body tenses, and I jerk on Sterling’s hair harder than I normally would, but I can’t stop, locked into surviving this orgasm.

Through it all, Sterling keeps licking, licking, as fresh slick ruins his hard work cleaning me.

I whine pathetically as he keeps going, everything swollen and oversensitive. I reflexively try to close my legs around his head, his attentions almost too much.

I’m not sure how it’s possible that a little tonguing is more than I can take when compared with all the other things we’ve done.

I moan in relief when Sterling finally starts using his fingers, but that’s not any better, only rubbing my lips and thighs.

I open my eyes, planning to plead for more, but find Kieran looming next to me. He grins and unwinds Sterling’s hair from my hands.

Alister releases me and moves out of sight.

Sterling throws my legs over his shoulders and wraps his arms around my thighs to hold them open .

Kieran blocks my view when he straddles my chest, trapping my arms against my sides.

Through it all, Sterling just keeps licking and touching, and I wonder if he’ll keep going until Alister gives him a new order.

What if Alister never tells him to stop?

I moan and my pussy clenches as Sterling’s wicked tongue circles around and around. I have no control over when it’ll push me over the edge again. Even the thought of that isn’t enough to get me there.

I was so distracted by Sterling, I forgot Kieran was on top of me.

I’m reminded when he rubs my breasts, his large hands almost completely covering them. He barely plays with my nipples, and I worry that he’s going to follow their lead and tease me.

But no, as Kieran’s hands glide across my skin, I realize they’re slippery, and the strong scent of my slick confirms it. He stole some of my slick before Sterling could lick it away.

Once my breasts are lubed up, Kieran finally plays with my nipples. I wiggle and arch my back for more, close to coming already, but he stops and squeezes the base of my breasts instead. He shifts his hips forward to slide his cock between them, squeezing my breasts around it.

Kieran starts out slow, pushing his cock just far enough that the head barely peeks out the top of my cleavage.

He picks up the pace as he finds his rhythm, long strokes with his knot pushing between my breasts on each thrust. His cock is long enough that the head is near my lips, and I swipe my tongue across it, surprising him.

Kieran’s rhythm falters, and he jerks forward with a groan. I lick the precum from his slit and tease the head. He lets me tongue him for a minute before going back to thrusting, but his strokes are shorter so his cock stays close to my lips. I stick my tongue out for him to rub against it.

My body trembles between Kieran playing with my breasts and Sterling’s licking, but I’m still needy, body straining for release. Sterling seems to sense it every time I get close and switches to licking the less sensitive areas.

Eventually Kieran puts more of his weight on me, cock pressing into my sternum, and squeezes my breasts tighter, the skin turning red.

His knot swells, forcing my breasts apart despite his efforts.

He switches to grinding, his knot making my breasts tingle, the texture apparently stimulating wherever it touches me.

I feel his knot pulse just before he comes, cock jerking and come landing on my face and tongue. I open my mouth wider, trying to catch it all, but only get some of it before Kieran takes his cock away.

I whimper but settle down after I feel his come hitting my neck and chest instead.

I watch Kieran watching me, pleased as his come covers me, dripping around the sides of my neck. Once he’s satisfied with that, he moves further down to coat my breasts too.

Kieran releases me and sits back, cock still hard since his knot is swollen. I admire it while he catches his breath. I never get to see one fully inflated, and after seeing it, I’m not sure how that thing fits inside me.

My omega is smug that we can handle three of them at once.

Actually, I’m kind of smug about that too.

Kieran shifts to get off me, but pauses as one last rope of come hits my nose. I reflexively wrinkle it and look at the white spot in my vision.

He laughs, sounding winded, and licks it off before kissing my nose and lips.

Mid-kiss, I yelp and buck so hard I almost knock him off (well, probably not, since he’s so much bigger than me, but it feels like it).