Knot A Trace: Part One

They both taste divine.

River’s spicy aroused scent mixed with Landon’s earthier one combines into an aroma that makes my cunt clench.

I’m a mess. There’s slick everywhere, some still staining Landon’s face, but most drenching my cunt and thighs. Saliva dribbles down my chin, but they both look at me as if I’m the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen.

I know I can fit them both into my mouth. My inner Omega does cartwheels, knowing what’s about to happen.

They both make me feel safe enough to do this.

I never voiced this fantasy before, but with them it seems right.

River threads a hand in my hair and forces me to look up at him.

“Take what you want, Omega,” he says, his green eyes piercing into mine. “Everything we have is yours.”

That’s all the encouragement I need.

I’m eye level with both of their cocks, and I grip them tightly, one in each fist. Landon is the first to angle his hips and move his cock closer to me, then River follows suit.

I open my mouth, eagerly waiting for their lengths.

Slowly, they both push in, their cocks stretching my jaw as I try to accommodate them.

“Fuck,” River groans, and Landon grunts in pleasure. I push myself farther, stuffing both of them into my mouth, moaning around their lengths.

I suck and lick, whimpering as I feel them fill my mouth entirely. I close my eyes and rub my cunt against the blankets, desperate for friction.

Someone brushes my hair from my face. Someone else pulls down my bra strap and rubs their hand down to caress my breasts.

“She’s softer here,” I hear Landon say in awe. “As soft as her cunt was.”

My moan is muffled as I try to relax my throat, but instead swallow around them.

Both of them groan in unison, and another hand reaches towards my chest.

I open my eyes to see both Alphas groping me, each of them with a hand on my breast.

Landon pinches my nipple while River squeezes my chest, massaging me until I’m a whimpering, moaning mess.

“I can’t wait to fuck these later,” River pants as I writhe at his touch.

I release them both finally, gasping for air, and collapse on my back.

My cunt aches, screaming for attention.

I need to get knotted, now.

“Fuck, baby, you’re amazing,” River breathes.

“Perfect,” Landon adds. “The word is perfect.”

Suddenly, the weight of the bed shifts as River sits behind me on the edge of the bed. “Flip her over,” he says, and Landon flips me onto my stomach.

“Her ass is phenomenal, too,” Landon adds appreciatively, his hand reaching to caress my globes. He squeezes them both, cursing under his breath as he gropes me.

It’s too much.

“Fuck me,” I say through gritted teeth, thrusting my hips against the bed and staring at River. He’s completely naked, showing off a pale, chiseled chest littered with jagged scars and faded injuries. From the side, I see the definition in his arms, and can appreciate the tattoos that cover them.

He’s a work of damaged art, and I have the insane desire to lick every single scar.

“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sound, baby.” He smirks. “Say it again.”

“Fuck me,” I grit out, my eyes watering.

“Again,” Landon says from behind me, his fingers gently tracing around my crack, dipping lower to gather my wetness.

“Knot me!” I cry out, desperate. I don’t care how ridiculous I sound. I need to be fucked, now, in this nest with them.

With my Alphas.

River starts to situate himself on the bed as I sit up, giving him space. His cock juts out, high and proud, and I’m ready to ride him.

I climb on top of him, and his eyes widen.

“Fucking perfect tits,” he whispers as I start to sink down.

I don’t even take my time. I practically impale myself on him, and we both groan in unison.

He hits my inner sensitive spot without even trying. He’s so thick and full, and I’m so wet that we meld together perfectly.

I start to ride him. It’s crazed, fast, and chaotic, but he snaps his hips in time with mine, growling into my ear.

“You have the tightest, sweetest cunt in the world, baby,” he whispers into my ear. “You take it so well.”

Behind me, the bed dips again, and I realize Landon has joined us. I moan, lifting my ass so he gets a better view of me taking River.

“Fuck,” I hear Landon mutter. Filthy squelching sounds fill the room as River slams into my wetness and Landon works his cock in his hand.

“You’re stretching her out,” Landon groans.

“And she’s still so fucking tight,” River adds, slamming up into me even harder. I whine, desperately close to another orgasm.

But I want them both to feel me.

“Fuck me, Landon,” I breathe, arching my ass. “I want to come on both of your cocks.”

“Holy fuck!” River snarls as I bounce on him. “How are you even real?”

“Because she’s made for us,” Landon says, his voice low. “This perfect pussy was made to take two thick cocks.”

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I climb higher and higher. And when Landon slowly enters my cunt, pushing against my soaked entrance, I find my release.

I clamp down on both their cocks and scream. I pulse around them as they both fuck me through it, Landon pounding me from behind while River fucks up into me.

They’re both inside me, I think wildly. I’m coming on both of them.

“That’s right, Omega,” Landon growls, his voice more commanding than ever. “Come on our cocks.”

I don’t stop. I choke out something between a laugh and a cry, my nerve endings on fire as I gush on them.

Soon, there’s nothing but the incredible sensation as they fuck me, claiming me with each thrust.

But I don’t feel degraded or dirty. I feel complete.

As if I’m meant to be here, in this moment, sharing my body with both of them.

River reaches up to tug gently at my nipples, and it sends another jolt of pleasure through my body.

Both Alphas groan as I clench them for a second time, squeezing so tightly that they can barely move inside of me.

“Fuck,” Landon says. “You feel like silk around me. The tightest, softest cunt ever.”

I’ve never heard him swear this much, and I hang onto every word he says.

He has a filthy mouth when he’s not being gentle.

I wiggle my ass back on him, and suddenly fire spreads across me as a crack fills the air.

Landon spanked me.

I’m in shock, but River groans as I involuntarily squeeze around him. “Fuck,” he growls. “Spank her again.”

Crack. Landon’s hand comes down again, sending a delicious pleasure throughout me. I grind my hips, gently bouncing on both their cocks as Landon massages my globes.

“Look at me,” River demands, and I meet his emerald eyes that are rich with lust. “Look at me while we fuck you.”

Those words are what do it. My body grows rigid, and I close my eyes and scream as my cunt pushes both of their cocks out of me at the same time. I gush onto River’s thighs while Landon groans, playing with my ass cheeks.

But it’s still not enough.

My nest is covered in slick, and the blankets are soaked.

Yet, I still haven’t been knotted.

My pussy demands to be filled with cum, to be stretched on a thick, hard knot.

But I know, as pleasurable as it was to have both of them inside me, I need them individually.

The first time they knot me, I want it to be in private, with just the two of us.

I whimper, and it makes River grip my hips and pull me to him.

“Baby, tell us what you need,” he groans.

“Tell us, Omega,” Landon orders behind me.

Bossy Landon makes my cunt flutter, and I blurt the words without thinking.

“I need both of you,” I murmur. “I need to feel both of your knots. Take turns with me.”

They groan in unison. “Fuck,” River mutters. “Of course, Omega. Anything you want.”

But the question is…who goes first?

I blurt the first name that comes to mind.

“River,” I moan as he moves off the bed. “River, please.”

Within seconds, he’s on top of me, pushing slowly back into me.

He hits me at a different angle, and I lift my hips, begging for more.

“Yes,” he hisses, and he bottoms out inside me. Our hips are touching, but still, I want more.

“So fucking perfect,” he groans as he looks down at me. “I can’t wait to claim you, Skylar.”

He kisses me, and I pant against his lips as he begins to thrust.

It’s not wild like last time. He goes slowly, forcing himself deeper inside me with each movement.

“Squeeze me, baby, fuck,” he groans as he starts to kiss my neck. When he reaches my mating gland, tingles of pleasure pulse through my body.

I hear a slapping sound and look up to see Landon in the corner of my bedroom, still naked, with his thick cock still out. He keeps eye contact with me as he strokes himself slowly, gripping himself hard.

River chuckles in my ear. “You like being watched, baby? You like when I fuck you in front of an audience?”

“Faster, Alpha,” I beg, and he crashes his lips to mine again.

He finally snaps his hips, moving at a perfect, rapid pace, and I close my eyes as I climb higher into my pleasure.

“She smells different,” Landon chokes out. “She’s going to come again.”

I fall apart.

I scream into River’s mouth, and he silences me with his tongue, swallowing every moan I make. His hips grind into mine, and he tenses.

Fill me, Alpha!

His lips break away from me, and he lets out the sexiest, lowest groan I’ve ever heard.

He stills his hips, and suddenly, my cunt is fuller than before.

“Yes,” I whisper. “Yes, Alpha, give me that knot. I need it…”

He inflates slowly, burying his face in my neck as his cock swells, locking himself inside me. Spurts of his cum fill me as he pushes me deeper into the mattress, rocking against my G-spot.

Then he sinks his teeth into my neck.

It’s not on my gland—it’s not a mating bite—but it’s hard enough to leave a mark.

He’s branding me with his mouth, and as he stuffs me fully, I fall apart again.

This time it’s silent, and the only sounds in the room are River’s groans and Landon’s moans as he watches me take a knot.

It’s blissful, it’s passionate, and it makes me whole.

I struggle to stay awake after my final release, my limbs exhausted and my head spinning.

Alpha is here. Alpha will take care of me.

River murmurs something in my ear, and I close my eyes and sigh.

I vaguely register him rolling me onto my side, still locked in me, as I fall asleep.

There’s barely any light streaming in from my window.

I must have slept for hours.

Kicking off my nesting blankets and sitting up in bed, I’m hit with chills.

Goosebumps pebble around my body, and my teeth chatter as I wrap my arms around myself.

River’s gone.

Landon’s gone.

They’re both gone.

My Alphas left me.

I gasp for air as memories flood back to me.

“I don’t want to sleep for that long with you. I have work to do.”

“Isn’t that why you bought all those expensive blankets, anyway? You don’t need me with you for hours.”

“You’re an adult, Skylar. Not a baby.”

I take in a shaky breath, trying not to choke on a sob.

I hate waking up alone in my Heats. It’s one of the worst feelings in the world.

April always said it wasn’t normal for an Alpha to leave during a Heat.

April.

I’m a shitty friend. I’ve been so distracted by these men that won’t even bother to—

“Sweetheart.”

The bed dips with weight, and I look up to see Landon sitting there beside me, his face twisted in concern. He’s fully dressed, and his hair is back to its perfect, styled form. There’s a glass of water in his hand that he holds out to me.

His earthy scent calms me, and I realize they’re still here.

“You didn’t leave,” I whisper, amazed.

He frowns. “Of course we wouldn’t,” he says, his voice low. “Why would you think that?”

I blink, disoriented. “I…” I swallow, my throat dry.

“Drink,” he says, handing me the glass. “You’re dehydrated.”

I drain the glass, the cool water hitting my throat at the same time he wraps a clean, warm blanket around me.

I frown at him, confused.

“I washed them for you,” he says. “I wanted you to have a fresh nest.”

Tears fill my eyes. My emotions are out of control, and I place the empty glass down on the nightstand and lean in to kiss him.

He’s so caring.

Both of them are.

As he returns the kiss, I realize my body is clean as well. There’s no more slick between my legs, and my face has been wiped clean.

They did this for me.

My Alphas.

Landon takes his time kissing me, his tongue tracing along the seam of my lips. “You taste so fucking good,” he breathes. “I’ve been waiting hours for this.”

I whimper at his confession, and he wraps his arms around my waist to pull me closer. “You were so pretty, taking that cock,” he murmurs. “So beautiful when you fall apart like that.”

His scent swirls around me, and slick dribbles out of my cunt.

“And now,” he says darkly, “you’re going to do that for me.”

I nod eagerly, and the corner of his lip quirks up.

“You’re so cold, sweetheart,” he says, smirking. “Do you want me to keep you warm?”

“Yes,” I whisper. I watch as he yanks his jeans and underwear down, exposing his cock. His knot is already halfway inflated, and I’m so turned on by the sight that I whimper.

“Sit on my lap, baby,” he whispers. “Let’s finish what we started.”

I straddle him, my thighs on either side of his waist, and sink down slowly, closing my eyes as he fills me.