I swallow hard.
“Yeah.” His voice is strained, sounding almost pained. “Already swelling.” He leans, running the tip of his nose along the side of my face, inhaling my scent. “Been hard as a rock since I caught your scent.”
Any reasonable woman should be scared. That thing is going to WRECK me. Instead, I spread my legs wider, licking my lips. The scene of him filing my nostrils, his heat around me, all that’s my mate right in front of me. Big, tall, scarred, tattooed. Fuck.
“Baby, fucking stop talking and give it to me.”
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Rahel
I push the thick head of my cock at her entrance, and we both stop breathing. She’s so fucking wet, so ready, but also tight. Human-sized. And I am very much not.
“Might hurt,” I grit out, holding back even though everything in me screams to fucking slam home. “If it’s too much…” I cup her face, pressing a quick kiss on her delicious lips.
She kissed some back, sucks my bottom lip between hers, letting it drag out of her mouth between her small teeth. Fuck! “Rahel.”
“Yes, baby?” I reply breathlessly. About to explode from just having the tip of my cock inside my mate, her taste on my tongue, her smell all over, her heat, her slick, her fucking curves…
“Shut up and fuck me.”
And that’s all the permission I needed to thrust balls deep in one savage stroke.
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Destiny
FUCK! He’s big. This is way too much. I’m stretched so full I can’t breathe, impaled on the biggest cock I’ve ever even imagined could exist, and it should hurt … fuck, it DOES hurt … but under the burn is pleasure so intense I’m shaking.
“Breathe, little one.” Rahel’s forehead drops to mine. He’s trembling with the effort of staying still. “Breathe for me, sweetheart. Let your body adjust.”
I suck in air. Let it out. And slowly, slowly, the pain melts into pure, overwhelming fullness.
“Move,” I whimper. “Please move.”
He pulls out just to slam back in, and I scream.
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Rahel
Nothing has ever felt this good. In five hundred years of fucking, feeding and taking whatever the fuck I wanted. My girl’sgripping me like a fucking fist, hot, wet and fucking perfect. Every thrust feeding my beast more.
“So tight,” I snarl between clenched teeth, raking my claws over the soft skin of her lush hips, pounding into her, my shadows still holding her down, teasing her nipples, pinching and rolling with her clit. “So fucking perfect… fucking made for me… made to take my knot.” My hips slap into her with each ragged sentence, the sounds of wet skin meeting filling the small space, our mingled scents saturating the air.
“Yes!” Des is sobbing, thrashing, taking every fucking thing I give her. “Yes, Alpha, please, PLEASE…”
“You want my knot, baby?” I roll my hips, teasing her with just the flare. My burning eyes boring into hers, the calloused pads of my fingers digging into her soft flesh.
“Yes, please… I need it! So fucking bad…” She rolls her hips, lifting herself to meet my thrusts, her small hands clutching my shoulders, nails breaking skin.
I feel more swelling at the base of my cock. My knot’s growing, preparing to lock us together.
“Come for me,” I growl on her lips before invading her mouth with my tongue. Thrusting into her warm, wet mouth at the same pace I’m fucking her magical pussy. I angle my hips to hit a inside her that makes her scream. “Come on my cock and take my fucking knot like a good girl, Omega.”
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Destiny
