I pinned her thighs to the mattress, ignoring her incoherent cries, savouring the feel of her around me again. My chest puffed out as I saw myself buried inside her while her belly was stuffed full of us.
Fenrir growled—long, low, vicious.
Lielit’s chest answered with a similar sound.
“Yeah,” I snarled, pumping my hips faster.“I know what you need.”
Our animals were aligned, but we weren’t. Not unless I was inside her. Not until she submitted to me.
With each deep thrust, I felt her strain to meet my knot. The harder I fucked her, the faster she soaked my knot, preparing me for her. Her breasts bounced with each movement, and my eyes tracked her dark nipples. My mouth watered for more.
“I’m going to keep my knot inside you all fucking night,” I snarled, snapping my hips to meet hers.
She made me feel like a god.
Fenrir howled inside my head. The sound vibrated through my skull, sharp and violent, until my eyes flickered and I hissed at the spike of pain.
My nostrils flared as her scent flooded the room—thick, intoxicating.
Knot her. Bind her to us. Never let her leave, Fenrir rasped.
I released her thighs and hooked my arms beneath them, locking her in place. My fingers clenched in the bedding as I began to drive my cock into her, each thrust brutal, relentless, until my knot slapped against her.
“Yes,” she panted, the headboard striking the wall in dull, rhythmic thuds.
“Oh God… yeah. Fuck,” she gasped as I pressed deeper.
“Yeah—open that hole for me,” I snarled, sweat dripping down my temples.“Let me in.”
Months of waiting had left my knot more swollen than usual. With each downward snap of my hips, it sank in fraction by fraction. I felt her insides flutter, respond.
So close.
A droplet of sweat slid from my brow and landed on her clavicle.
My gaze lifted to her face.
Pleasure and pain twisted her expression together, inseparable.
In the end, we were all beasts.
But not all of us were created equal. Some of us were created to dominate.
“Look at me,” I rasped, drawing back just enough to deny her.
My eyes flicked down between us, ensuring I wouldn’t crush her belly. I edged her with the tip of my cock, again and again, every time she tried to clench and pull me in. The ache in my balls made me shudder.
“You need this—me. This is what you were created for—us,” I said, my voice low, strained with restraint.
Her lips tightened. She didn’t argue.
I sank a little deeper.
She bit her bottom lip.
“This world doesn’t get you unless it goes through me,” I vowed.
The thought of anyone else touching her sent rage through me.
