I tentatively bring my hands up and gently place them on his chest—tight and hard beneath my palms. He hisses through clenched teeth, and Domanikk’s hands snake around me, laying his above mine.
“Our Enchantra are sensitive; touching them is intimate and sensual to the Equitae. I will explain one day why this is so hard for me, but I need you with me if we’re going to do this.” Reth holds my gaze, pleading. In this moment, he’s not the Alpha—he’s raw vulnerability, asking for my trust.
“I’m with you, Reth.”
He nods at Domanikk, who moves our hands to smooth slowly over his shimmering Enchantra, warm and pulsing beneath my palms.
His groan erupts from somewhere deep within his chest, raw and unfiltered. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
“That’s … what … I … want.” I gasp as I feel Reth’s cock slide between my legs, parting my lips, his slick, pulsing head dipping inside.
“What have you done to me, Little Wildie? You’ve invaded my soul like a parasite, but I welcome it like the masochist I am.”
Both hands grip the back of my thighs firmly, his fingers pressing into my skin with urgency, spreading my legs wider apart. He slams his cock deep into me, hard and fast, filling me completely. My cry at the force of his thrust sends shockwavesthrough my entire body, radiating outward until every nerve ending tingles with sensation.
Something deep inside of me awakens, a primal part of me that I didn’t even know existed. It’s raw and hungry, desperate for more of this intensity, this connection that feels like it’s touching something fundamental in my very soul.
His fingers dig in painfully, possessively, gripping my thighs hard as he pulls out slowly, torturously slowly, until only the head remains inside. Then he slams up again with bruising force, again filling me completely and stealing the breath from my lungs.
“Yes, that’s what I like. Fuck me more,” I cry out.
“How fast do you want to come?” He groans out in pleasure as he arches against me to slide in as deep as possible.
Then he rocks against me in a slow, languid rhythm, and I feel myself clench around him, greedily consuming his beautiful length. My fire burns white-hot, consuming me from the inside out, and I feel my release building—a dull ache low in my belly that grows more insistent with each passing second.
The sensation spreads through my limbs like molten heat, making my muscles tense and my breath come in short, ragged gasps. Every nerve ending feels alive, hyperaware, as the pressure continues to mount.
“I—can’t—hold—it,” I pant.
Domanikk’s lips brush the shell of my ear, his voice dropping to that low, commanding rumble that makes my thighs tremble. “Let him see what we do to you, darling. Let him hear how you fall apart when we touch you like this.” His wet tongue slides down my neck; small nips making me gasp. “Show him who makes you burn.”
Heat floods through me, my back arching in response as a whimper escapes my throat. My fingers clutch at Reth’s chestwhich elicits a deep roar as I seek for an anchor—anything to hold onto—the tension coiling tighter and tighter in my belly.
“That’s it,” Domanikk murmurs, satisfaction thick in his tone. “Don’t hold back. Come for him, my love.”
I’ve longed to hear those words from him, been brought to the brink of my orgasm so many times under his expert hands and mouth. I’ve learnt to control myself from a master, and I’ve finally been given permission for my release.
I surrender entirely to the moment, shed any inhibitions or doubt. I am utterly ruined.
“Oh … yes … oh Gods, yes!”
My body shudders violently as overwhelming heat consumes me from the inside out, white-hot sensations of pure, unfiltered pleasure throbbing and pulsing through every nerve ending. I feel Reth vibrate and pulse deep inside me as my release clamps tightly around him, my inner muscles contracting rhythmically, drawing him in deeper as my entire body trembles with the force of my orgasm.
“Fuck,” he groans. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt someone come so hard for me. Good girl.”
I pant as the last of my release clears, yet he’s still there, thick and hard inside me.
He leans down, his head near my shoulder.
“Join me.” His voice low and breathy.
I’m confused until Domanikk removes his arms and shifts behind me. I hear his leathers and trousers thud to the floor and feel his rock-hard length press against my rear.
When his arms snake back around my waist and pull me to him, I feel the head of his cock pressing in to join Reth’s.
Oh, sweet Goddess! What is happening?
“Ours,” Reth says, leaning over to kiss Domanikk.
