I let go of her hair to grab her hips instead, pulling her up, while she works on her first Alpha.
She lays her hands on Daire’s hips as well to steady herself. I can feel her through my shadows, which are tying Daire over the bones.
Freya strokes him in time with her rhythmic sucking.
I trace over my pink handprint on her ass.
My powerful Omega enjoyed that, did she?
I spank Freya again, wanting to add a second mark to her. Claim her even more firmly as mine.
She whimpers around Daire’s cock, pushing her ass out for me.
I slap her again on the other side of the ass —crack, crack.
She must look even.
I clench my jaw, desperate to fuck between her rosy cheeks.
I shove her legs apart, studying her glistening pussy.
It is wet with slick for me.
Throbbing for me.
We were made for each other.
I rip my breeches open. My hard cock pushes up against Freya’s pussy.
She arches her back, struggling to back onto me and take my cock. But I am in control here.
I grin, wickedly.
She teased the fae. Now, it’s my turn.
I run the head of my cock over Freya’s clit and then up and down her pussy, sometimes dipping it just into the entrance but then out, until she is writhing with frustration.
I lean over Freya; my back is pressed against hers.
My wings beat.
My nails rake across her shoulders, before hooking into her skin.
Not once has Freya stopped driving the fae relentlessly toward his own ecstasy.
“Do you want me to knot you, my Omega?” I ask.
Freya attempts to frantically nod; she’s shaking.
I thrust into her hard.
“My Omega and Alpha.” I rut Freya savagely, as we’re surrounded by ash and bone. My pleasure hits, hard and fast. My knot inflates, holding us together; I only wish that it could be forever. “Swallow.”
And Freya does, as Daire howls and comes.
I don’t release Daire from the shadows, however, as Freya is not released from the knot.
A feral rut will last for at least the rest of this day, and I expect to fuck my mates in every possible way, until they are dazed and flying with pleasure.
