I pinched the sensitive peaks of my nipples, screaming out, “Fuck, Atlas!”
“Yes, baby. Yes,” he rasped, low and thick.
He slammed his cock inside of me, stroking and teasing my clit with the rough pad of his thumb until he coaxed another intense orgasm out of me. My hips jolted, and he tightened his grip, pinning me in place.
He fucked me through it, until his cock throbbed inside of me, filling me with spurt after spurt of cum.
“Shit,” he groaned, trembling over me.
My chest heaved, my body trying to catch my breath and bring me back to reality after such a world-shattering orgasm.
Atlas gave me a lazy smile as he pulled out, and I could feel his cum trickling out of me. His hair was mussed from sex, and his golden eyes twinkled as his gaze raked over my flushed body. With a soft touch, he rubbed at the indents his nails had dug into my thighs before lightly kissing the marks.
In more ways than one, I was so incredibly fucked.
Twenty-Six
Atlas
I wiped the sweat offmy brow and watched with rapt attention as my cum dribbled out of Tegan’s sweet cunt. It took everything in me not to drag a finger through it and push it back inside, but with the current state of my claws, there was no way they’d be going inside of her pussy anytime soon.
“Let me clean you up, baby,” I said before clambering off the bed.
Her eyes were hooded—likely from repeated orgasms—and she didn’t say anything. She simply bobbed her head in agreement.
I grabbed an empty cup from my nightstand and padded over to the bathroom. Tegan could probably use some water after our little marathon. As I filled up the cup, I thought about how sore she was going to be tomorrow. I should probably get her some pain relievers, too.
Fuck.
She’d felt so tight on my cock that I thought I was going to split her in two. There was no way that she’d be able to take my knot anytime soon.
That didn’t matter to me, though.
For me, sex was something meaningful. I couldn’t just have random hookups like Fallon did. No judgment, but I had to have a connection.
And I had that with Tegan.
I’d had that since the moment we met.
My body—specifically my freaking tail—had told me as much.
Speaking of my tail, the fucking thing wagged behind me as I snatched a washcloth from the linen closet and wet it under the tap.
I draped the damp cloth over my arm and popped two nonsteroidal anti-inflammatories into my hand before heading back to the bedroom with the water in my free hand.
“I come bearing gifts. Hold out your hand.” Tegan cupped her hand, and I dropped the medication into her palm. “Pain meds. I’m worried tonight was too much for you.”
“Thank you. You’re so sweet.” She smiled and took the cup of water, knocking back the pills and taking a long drink.
“I told you I’d take care of you.” I set the cup on her nightstand before climbing onto the bed. “Now spread those legs for me so I can clean you up.”
She complied and I slid between her thighs, using the damp washcloth to gently wipe away my cum as it leaked out of her. Her pussy looked red and slightly puffy.
Shit.
I hoped she wouldn’t hurt too bad tomorrow.
I’d feel like trash if she did.
