Their Secret Obsession (A Reverse Harem)

Lottie POV

Walking back into Knox's room, memories of our nights here flooded my mind. Back then, his room was cluttered with gym equipment but otherwise clean-a reflection of his disciplined yet laid-back nature. But now, as I stepped inside, I was met with a scene that made my stomach churn.

Beer bottles littered every surface, empty and half-full cans were scattered across the floor, and dirty clothes formed haphazard piles in every corner. Damp, mouldy towels hung over the back of chairs, and the stale stench of days-old food mingled with the sour scent of spilt alcohol assaulted my heightened senses.

I tried not to let my disgust show, but it was hard to hide my reaction completely. Pregnancy had made my sense of smell more acute, and the overwhelming odours were almost too much to bear. Knox turned to look at me, a flicker of shame crossing his face as he noticed my expression.

"Connie, no good at cleaning?" I teased gently, attempting to lighten the mood. His face stiffened, and a shadow passed over his eyes.

"She isn't allowed in here." he replied with a shrug, trying to sound nonchalant. I raised an eyebrow, stepping carefully over a discarded pizza box. "Why? She's your 'mate'. Surely she has to come in here with you, or people will talk." I asked, knowing I should not dig, but I couldn't help it.

He let out a bitter laugh, his hands finding their way to my cheeks as he closed the distance between us.

"Because she isn't you." he admitted, his gaze locking onto mine with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. "The only girl allowed in here is you." Warmth spread through me at his words, and I felt a smile tug at the corners of my mouth.novelbin

"A maid wouldn't be a bad idea." I teased, but he shook his head.

"Only you," He repeated firmly, his eyes filled with adoration. I wanted to remind him you could get male cleaners these days, but I knew he wouldn't listen, so I tried a different tactic.

"But people will...talk..."

"Forget them," he cut me off, his thumb brushing lightly against my cheek. "I don't care what anyone but you thinks." His eyes searched mine, earnest and sincere. "I can see this upsets you. I'll clean it up after I clean myself up, so when you come to visit again, it's up to your standards." My heart swelled at his consideration. He wasn't being sarcastic or defensive; he genuinely wanted to make things better for me. "You don't have to do that," I said softly, though the idea of a clean room was certainly appealing.

"I want to. You deserve better than... this mess." He smiled gently. I glanced around the room again, then back at him. His expression was a mix of determination and vulnerability.

"Well then," I said with a playful glint in my eye, "maybe we should just say 'fuck it."" With a light laugh, I nudged an empty can with my foot, sending it rolling across the carpet until it hit a pile of clothes. The can was still half-full, and the fizzy liquid spilt out, the scent of stale beer wafting up.

"Fuck it?" he echoed, one brow arched in amusement.

"Yeah," I grinned. "Sometimes you just have to let go and not worry so much."

"Is that your professional advice?" He chuckled, the sound deep and warm and goddess knew I had missed it.

"Perhaps," I teased, taking a step closer.

"Remind me of it?" He teased; a comfortable silence settled between us as we stood there, the chaotic room fading into the background. I leaned into him as much as my growing belly would allow, his arms encircling me in a gentle embrace. My lips hovering over his. "Fuck it and fuck me." I demanded through a smirk as his lips crushed down on mine, making my knees weak and my heart race in ways I had dreamed, craved and needed for months. Slowly, he walked me backwards towards the bathroom.

"Great minds think alike." Sage purred, delighted at where this was going. Minutes later, we were undressed, in the shower, and our lips yet again pressed together.

When the kiss finally broke, I

grinned, seeing him; he had raised himself up to look down at me, his eyes boring into mine. He glanced lower at my heaving chest, my breasts hard and tight as the water fell straight on my skin. His hand slides down my side, over my waist and hip, then underneath and up again, leaving shivers in their wake.

Knox wasted no time in taking one of my swollen orbs in his hand and massaging it gently while raining kisses down my neck as he leaned down so he could take my erect nipple into his mouth.

"Yes." I moaned as he sucked on it hard, making me moan louder, taking his head in my hands.

"Fuck I have missed you..." I uttered as he continued to stimulate my breasts with his mouth, his hands finding their way down my body again.

"Nowhere near as much as I have missed you." he groaned while one hand held my ass tightly, the other explored my sweetly trimmed mound. His fingers slid delicately into the wet, warm folds of my pussy. Reaching in further, Knox inserted his middle finger into my core.

"Knox," I panted dreamily. My

breathing was so heavy from the excitement that my groans became louder and louder. Feeling his hands on me, inside me, the feeling of his mouth on me- it was all too much. I tried to reach desperately for his stiff cock, but he tutted harshly in the steamy room. I could sense how turned on he was, and I was dying to feel the heat of his hard dick against me.

"Please, Knox." I moaned as he fed on my breasts, his sucking and nibbling sending little electric shocks through me that had me almost sobbing with need. But the ass hole moved his hips back so that I couldn't reach him.

I wanted to feel him inside me.

"I'm going to go down on you now." his rough voice vibrated against my skin. I was already dripping wet, and the way he was rubbing my clit was bringing me so close to the edge.

Nodding, unable to speak, I watched

the best I could over my belly as he

lowered, kneeling between my legs, his face level with my hips; he had me raise my leg and place it over his shoulder while supporting my weight against the back of the shower, suddenly thankful for the leage against my butt. I didn't think, with my bump, this would be possible, but fuck did I manage to find a way to make it so.

As soon as I felt his warm breath near my pussy, I began to shiver, already aware of how this would go down. He had always made a habit out of wearing me out before we even really began, making me all hot and bothered with his kisses and warm touches all over my skin and then redirecting that energy towards my stimulated cunt.

"No teasing today... It's been too long... I need you." I begged, hopefully. His dark chuckle erupted through the room, making me groan louder.

"Baby girl, I plan to feast all night long... and into tomorrow." He declared, sending a mixture of excitement and frustration through me. "Dick." I laughed, giving in to his needs and letting him have at it and finish what he had started in that spectacular way he always did.