“I’m going to knot her,” I grind out, my cock straining as I pound into her. I look down at Willa, so beautiful beneath me, her breasts jouncing with each of my strokes, her full lips parted as she cries out with each thrust home.
“Do it. She’s hurting; she needs it,” Jake growls to me, bringing his hand down to her clit to help her enjoy the shock of my huge knot.
“Knot me, Alpha. Please,” Willa moans, her head tossing back and forth on the bed.
I want to lose myself in the rhythm—to feel the warm, slick slide of her forever—but my knot is painfully swollen, and the way she’s clamping around me is almost unbearable.
I tease her with it, pressing against her tightness. She’s never taken a knot this big before, and the thought has me trembling with restraint. I push again, harder this time, until I feel her body yield—her soft, slick walls giving way like she was made for me.
I can’t wait any longer. I need to be locked inside her, need her to know she’s mine.
Her panting breath and the sexy as hell sounds coming out of her are making my head spin.
I roar and surge into her, feeling the pop as the knot slams into place. Willa screams, both with pain and pleasure, as I stretch her impossibly wide. Jake works on her clit, and Charlie presses her legs open, giving me access, helping her through the intrusion.
Just as the knot swells to its full thickness, I lean forward and bite her shoulder. Almost deep enough to break skin, but the near-bonding fucking undoes me. Surges of pleasure spread out like a wave of flames as Willa shatters beneath me, her slick gushing all over us, her screams of pleasure echoing in our ears.
I thrust against the knot one more time before my orgasm floods through me, making me see stars, making my head spin dizzily. My seed spills inside of her, hot and insistent, as her tight pussy clenches me over and over and over again.
“Oh my god,” she’s moaning as my knot locks into place. Her pussy flutters as aftershocks of pleasure course through her.
Mine, I growl in my mind happily, preening at my success.
But she’s not sated. With a strength that leaves me in awe, she tries to flip us, her body all heat and slick curves as she rides and bucks against where we’re joined.
“More,” Willa rasps from the darkness. “I need more.”
And like my cock knows exactly what she means, my knot finally softens—just enough for her to slip free with a little effort. I groan at the loss, watching her move, reluctant to leave the welcoming heat of her body. Then I glance over at my packmates.
I chuckle. “Give our Omega what she wants,” I say to Jake and Charlie, moving back a little.
“Come here,” Charlie says, rolling onto his back and taking her with him.
She giggles a little at the sudden shift and allows Charlie to grip her hips and help her get into position.
“I need you,” she moans, shifting her hips eagerly, her pussy lips slipping over the head of his cock.
He moans as she slowly seats herself onto him, and her head tips back with a long, sweet gasp as she takes him fully. I rise to my knees and tilt her head back, kissing her deeply as Charlie starts to thrust inside of her.
“Harder,” she pleads when I let her come up for air. “More.”
Charlie starts to move more aggressively, and I slip a hand down over the curve of her lush bottom, my fingers toying with her there. She gasps and shifts her weight forward, her hands coming to rest on Charlie’s chest as I tease her back entrance carefully.
“Someday,” I say in her ear, hearing the ratcheting sound of her moans that I already know indicate she’s close, “someday one of us will be in here at the same time. Would you like that?”
She groans. “Oh god, yes,” she manages to say, just before another orgasm rolls over her, bringing with it a flood of slick.
“Jesus,” Charlie gasps, knotting her the moment she comes.
I catch some of the weight of her body as she slumps forward, giving Charlie room to thrust into her, locking his knot into her.
“Oh my god, it’s so good,” she keens, her body quivering with pleasure as Charlie shouts out his release.
“You’re such a good girl,” Jake murmurs, his voice thick with praise as his hands glide over her back, down her sides, soothing her while she pants and gasps through the edge of pleasure and pain. “Our good girl.”
When her final orgasm hits, she goes limp, spent and trembling, and we all follow her down into sleep.
It feels like only twenty minutes later when I’m pulled awake by her soft, desperate moan.
