Make Me: The World of Knott

"Cock," I answered him, but I wasn't sure anyone heard over Aldric’s howl, or Garret screaming.

"We have to get out!"

"You have to protect her." I didn't know who Garret was screaming at, but I really didn't care. My focus was on Parris as he carried me over to the bed, his fangs exposed as he smiled. I spread my legs as he commanded me the second he laid me down, tilting my hips toward him.

"Do you want Aldric to get her! We don't have a choice!" The voice was still screaming, but I didn't care. I only cared about one thing.

"Fuck me. Breed me. Please." I was desperate, and one desperate inhale of my scent was driving Parris over the edge with just as much force. "Cum."

"Mine." Parris was growling with as much force as Aldric had, that feral possessive groan promising me more, and I tilted again, lifting my cunt toward his face.

"Please, master."

"Gladly." His fangs were exposed as he bowed to my core, his tongue already darting toward the scent of me before he stopped, his body hovering over me as though someone was holding him there.

"Stop." The same haunted voice as before ripped through the room, except this time it was accompanied by a face I knew. Elliot. "You can't bite her. Fuck her. But do not bite her."

Elliot stood there, his tattoos shivering over his exposed skin, every inch of him exposed as it always was. Beautiful. Large... I arched my back, spreading myself toward where he stood, holding back Parris from his feast.

"What do you mean? You can't--" Parris began, but Elliot stopped him with a snarl.

"Do you want to kill her?" Elliot asked, and Parris stood, all I could do was moan. Why were they all back up? Why wouldn't they give me what I needed?

"Please," I begged, none of them listened.

"We need to get out of here," Parris began, still backing away.

"We can't," Garret stood just behind Elliot, both of them staring at me as I writhed, as my hand dipped between my legs. "He's locked us in here."

"He... you what?”

“I just used my power to keep Aldric out. Unfortunately that keeps us in.” Elliot’s voice sounded like custard. I wanted to lick it.

“You bastard!" Parris stopped his escape to race back to Elliot and was now trying to close my legs. Like hell if I was going to let that happen.

"I didn't have a choice. We didn't have time to get you out and keep Aldric out." His hands were so warm against my knees. I shimmied toward him, trying to get those hands to explore lower.

"So you locked us in here with her for her heat? She's dead anyway." Parris tugged at his clothes, as if trying to decide if he should take them off or not. Garret had already removed his shirt and was now pacing at the foot of my bed, running his hand through his hair.

"Not dead," I moaned, still trying to move myself toward them. "Just fuck me. Please."

I rolled over, lifting my ass to them like the animal I was, presenting myself and my slick to their knots that I could already see bulging in their pants.

"By Healynas'," Elliot muttered, his warm hand flat on my ass before he stepped away. "Slick."

"We can't fuck you," Parris said from somewhere behind me, I just tilted more, gripping the bedsheets as I moaned. "We would kill you."

"Not if you don't bite," Elliot's hand moved over my ass again before suddenly withdrawing. "What if I help? Don't bite her. Just fuck her. You want that don't you?"

"What the fuck do you think?" Garret snapped and I twisted to see him naked now, his hand wrapped around his cock. The purple head was staring at me, a bit of precum there as he began to stroke. "We bonded ourselves to her. She's our mate, and she is calling to us."

"Then fuck her," Elliot continued, his hand back on my ass as he spread me. "I'll help. I'll make sure you don't kill her. I will help you both knot her. Claim her, and take her as your Omega."

"Master." I tilted up, gasping as Elliot’s fingers slid over my slick, tracing the very edge of my pussy, drawing a line from one opening to another.

"I'll help," Elliot said with a tone that almost seemed painful. "Come here Garret, let me guide you in. Let me help you claim her."

Elliot’s fingers pressed against my slit, dipping in with a low moan from him before something even wider was placed there.

"Cum inside her. I want to see you take her," Elliot whispered just low enough that Parris couldn't hear, before cold hands replaced his warm ones and I was pushed back onto the wide rail of Garret's cock.