“Everything. Knots. Please.”
“Get on your knees and present for your Alpha, princess.”
She moans, flipping onto her stomach, perching her ass high in the air. Cillian lies at the head of the bed stroking his cock, and so does Declan. Finn is noticeably in the corner of the room, watching, waiting, or possibly trying to figure out where his place is in this configuration. All I know is if he attempts to leave, he’s going to be shit out of luck.
I finger her pussy, slick dripping down her thighs and over my hands. As badly as I want to eat her out, the need to rut her, knot her, and fill her with my cum is too overwhelming.
Her heat is going to last for days. There’s plenty of time for my mouth to be on her cunt.
I squeeze her ass, and she moans. Her hands are exploring Cillian, but she’s in too much need to do anything about the dick currently pressed near her face.
I fist myself, coating my cock in her essence.
“You smell so good, addictive. Such a good Omega.” I squeeze her ass again. “My knot is going to make you feel so much better, sweet girl.”
I thrust into her, and her back arches, her nails digging into Cillian’s thigh as he pets her hair.
Declan, of course, is just jerking himself off as he watches me fuck her, and I focus on where my length fucks in and out of her.
The sound is salacious. Her pussy clenches and gushes with each snap of my hips.
My hand strokes down her back. She’s hot and dewy with sweat.
“Are you going to come when I give you my knot?” I ask her, she moans into the sheets, her nails still digging into Cillian’s leg.
There’s almost no finesse to my thrusts. Not with her looking like this, smelling like this, and taking me first.
I feel feral and possessive.
She was mine first, and she’ll be mine forever… if I just lean over and sink my teeth into her. I grab her hips and fuck her harder as I think about it. How good it would feel having my knot and teeth deep inside of her at the same time, how fucking right it would be.
My pelvis slaps against her luscious ass, and I’m sure I’m leaving bruises on her hips as I fuck her. But she doesn’t complain, doesn’t whimper.
I’m so close.
God, I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. Even deep inside of her cunt, I don’t feel close enough. I need every inch of me pressed against every inch of her. There’sthis irrational need to squeeze her against my body so tightly that she’ll never be able to leave me.
I need to make her mine.
Mine. Mine. Mine.
A spray of water hits me in the face, and I sputter, stalling my thrusts as I look up at Declan, who’s holding a water gun.
“No bonding.”
“I wasn’t going to,” I lie.
“Yeah, fucking right. Knots only,” he scolds.
Elena whimpers, hating that idea completely, and Declan rubs her neck, specifically kneading her pulse point while I continue fucking her.
Her pussy clenches around me when she moans, and I can’t wait any longer as I press my knot deep inside of her. There’s still this festering need to sink my teeth into her flesh and tie us together forever, but I bite my bottom lip instead as my knot swells.
I throw my head back in ecstasy as she takes me completely. Her legs buckle, and she’s flat on her stomach as I continue rutting into her, pushing my knot into her cunt as much as I can and filling her with my cum.
Her moans are muffled into the sheets as Cillian plays with her hair and Declan keeps kneading her throat. Her pussy is like a vice, and I know I’m going to be deep inside of her for a long moment.
I greedily like the idea of her being mine for the moment—before I inevitably have to share.
