"Yes," she whimpers. "Please, Grayson?—"
"Not today." I kneel between her spread thighs. The view makes my cock throb—she's soaked, slick dripping down to the blankets, pussy swollen and pink and clenching around nothing. Begging to be filled. "Today I'm going to stretch you open on my fingers. Make sure when I finally fuck you with my cock, you can take every inch during heat."
I drag two fingers through her folds. She gasps, and I can feel how much slick she's producing. Coating my fingers instantly.
"Feel that?" I circle her entrance but don't push in. Not yet. "Slick everywhere. Your body's getting ready to be fucked. To be knotted. To be claimed."
"Please," she sobs. "Grayson, stop teasing?—"
"I'm not teasing." I press one finger inside slowly, and her inner walls clench immediately. Try to suck me deeper. "I'msavoring. First time in heat like this. I'm going to make damn sure you remember it."
She cries out, hips bucking against my hand. Fuck, she's tight. One finger stretches her, and feeling her grip me like that makes me grit my teeth.
"There you go. Take it." I work my finger deeper, curl it to find that sweet spot. "Feel how your pussy's trying to pull me in? That's what it's going to do to my cock. Grip me so tight I can barely thrust."
"Need more," she gasps. "One isn't enough?—"
"Greedy little omega." But I give her what she wants. Add a second finger and the stretch makes her whimper. Her slick makes them slide in easily despite how tight she is. "There. Feel that? That's closer to what my cock's going to feel like. Thick. Stretching you open."
I work her methodically. Curling my fingers to find that spot that makes her see stars. When I hit it, she bucks so hard I have to pin her hips with my free hand.
"Found it." I focus there. No mercy. "Right there. That's what my cock's going to hit every time I'm inside you. Every time I knot you. Going to make you scream so loud Seth's going to blush just listening."
Her inner walls flutter around my fingers, and I add a third. The stretch makes her cry out, but it's all pleasure. She's rocking against my hand now, desperate and uncoordinated, chasing what her body needs.
"That's it. Fuck my fingers." I press my thumb against her clit. "Show me how desperate you are. Show me how badly you need to be filled."
"Need it," she sobs. "Need you. Need your cock inside me. Need your knot. Please, Grayson, please?—"
"Come first." I work her harder, faster. "Come on my fingers, and then I'll give you everything."
She shatters. Screams. Her whole body goes rigid as the orgasm crashes through her. Inner walls clamp down on my fingers, pulsing hard, and fresh slick floods out to coat my hand. I work her through every wave, draw it out until she's trembling and gasping for breath.
But even as she comes down, I can feel it. The emptiness still gnawing at her. Smell the desperation creeping back into her scent.
"Not enough," she whimpers. Tears streaming down her face. "Still empty. Still hurts. Please, Grayson, please make it stop?—"
"I know." I withdraw my fingers slowly. She whines at the loss, pussy clenching around nothing. Trying to pull something back inside. The sight makes my cock throb. "But now you're ready for me. Now you can take what you really need."
I position myself between her spread thighs. Run the head of my cock through her slick. She's drenched—coating me in seconds—and the sight of her laid out in our nest makes something primal roar through me.
Mine. Ours.
"Look at me." Her eyes snap to mine. Heat-hazed but focused. Trusting. "I'm going to fuck you now. Fill this needy pussy with my cock and show you what heat is supposed to feel like. Then I'm going to knot you—lock us together so deep you'll never forget who claimed you first."
"Yes." No hesitation. Complete trust in those green eyes. "Please, Grayson. Need your cock inside me. Need you to make it stop hurting."
"Oh, I'm going to make it stop hurting." I press the head of my cock against her entrance. Watch her face as I start to push in. "I'm going to make you feel so fucking good you'll beg me never to stop."
I push inside slowly. The head of my cock breaches her entrance and fuck—she's tight. Tighter than I expected even withall that prep. Her body stretches around me, taking me inch by inch, and the feeling threatens to undo me.
"Fuck," I grit out. "Your pussy's gripping my cock like a vice. So tight. So hot." I push deeper and she gasps. "You were made for this. Made to take alpha cock. Made to takemycock."
"More," she begs. Legs wrap around my hips, trying to pull me deeper. "Please, Grayson, I can take it. I can take all of you."
The way she's giving herself to me—completely, desperately, trusting me with her first heat—makes something possessive and fierce settle in my chest. Mine to claim. Mine to protect. Mine to pleasure until she can't remember her own fucking name.
"I know you can." I sink deeper with each careful thrust until I'm fully seated. Buried to the hilt. "There we go. Every inch. Feel how deep I am? How my cock's stretching you in heat? Feel how full you are?"
