I tilt my head back and scream. My body clenches and locks up around him.
“Please!” I pant, grunting as I collapse.
Mack strokes my back, letting out soothing sounds as Elijah hammers into me. Devon moves away, licking his lips.
I’m spun, and now my knees are on the couch, my face pressed against the material, and Elijah is slowly pulling out and smoothly pushing all the way in. I think I might die, it feels so good. The anticipation of what’s coming only makes it hotter.
“Oh, you feel so good, so perfect. I’m never going to be done with you,” Elijah murmurs and nuzzles my shoulder.
He grips the spot he nuzzles with his hand and drags himself up, pushing in deeper than he has before. I whimper and reach up, holding his fingers to me.
It’s like he’s trying to make it last forever, but he can’t. I want him too much; he makes me feel too good.
“I love you, Elijah.”
He stills and then withdraws before plunging in. His knot just teases the edges of my pussy, and that is enough to send me over the edge again.
Elijah sinks his teeth into my neck. I squeal, my orgasm getting even stronger, rolling through me as I twist and catch his shoulder, biting deep. Blood fills my mouth, instinct twists and drives my hips back, milking his cock.
The bond surges through me like hot water. It’s smooth and effortless, and when it cools, I feel like our bond is the shallow, crystal clear waters of the cove. I can feel him, how good he is, how much he cares about me, Elijah laid out bare and completely mine.
I tear up, struggling with my feelings as he murmurs nonsense words over and over. He pulls out of me, and I sit up, turn, and throw myself into his arms.
“It’s okay, I’m here now. You’ll never have to miss me again,” he whispers into my hair. “I promise.”
He holds me for a long time, and then I’m passed to Mack. He sits with me on his lap, just holding me. Mack never pushes, never tries to get me to do anything before I’m ready. But his scent is there, teasing me back, and I hunger for the rest of those bonds.
“Mack,” I purr. “I want your bond.”
“Do you?”
I narrow my eyes at him and duck down, kissing my way across his chest. When he still just sits there smiling, I growl at him.
“Tell me what you want,” he breathes.
“I want you to fuck me and give me my bonds.”
He sits up, nipping my chin. “No. If you want them, take them.”
I glare at him and shift my weight, unsure what to do. He lifts his throat.
I growl and lunge, sucking on the spot, while I shift my hips and sink down onto his hard cock.
“Oh, that’s it. Take what you need from me.”
I scrape my teeth over the spot and then start riding him. It takes a moment to find a rhythm that works, but once I have it, I put my hands on his shoulders, lean in, and kiss him while I fuck my alpha.
He groans and rolls his hips, thrusting up into me. Mack runs his hands up my chest and grips my breasts, kneading them.
“You’re doing really well, Omega, just need a few more words.”
I tear my mouth from his and snarl. “No more words.”
“Mm, speak to me. Tell me how it feels.”
“It feels good. Full. I want your knot.”
He laughs and seizes my jaw, dragging me down and kissing me so passionately that my head spins.
