His voice was hoarse from arousal. “I’m gonna cum inside your womb, boy.”
I cried out. “Please, please breed me!”
Elijah let out a feral snarl. Hot, thick cum shot inside me, coating everything. If his huge cock and knot hadn’t made me feel full before, I was definitely feeling it now. The intense tightness was too much to handle--my hips jerked and my cock throbbed and I came without even a single finger touching it. Even though my orgasm started a moment after Elijah’s, it ended earlier--he was still cumming by the time I was finished.
He groaned intensely when it faded. He braced himself against me, breathless and sweating. “Fuck . . .”
The swell of his knot died down and Elijah pulled out. What felt like a torrent of cum followed, pouring down my ass and thighs, and soaking through the covers.
I feltdirty--in a really good way.
Not only that, but I’d let Elijah cum inside me, and it felt better than every single time I had with Larry combined.
We collapsed.
“Hope you were planning on staying the night,” Elijah mumbled. All the traces of dominant-daddy-alpha were gone from his voice. “Because I won’t be able to get up to see you out.”
“No, sir.” I laughed. “I don’t think I’d be able to get up if you paid me.”
“No moresir,” Elijah remarked, waving a hand.
“Sorry, sir.”
He sighed in exasperation, then chuckled.
As sleep drifted over us, I settled close to his chest. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. The last thing I remembered before falling asleep was Elijah’s arms draped over my shoulders in a comforting embrace.
