“Mmm. You taste good,” I groan as Syrus continues to drench the happy little brats.
“Come,mi amor,”Izzy croons. “I want to feel you strangle my cock.”
As if waiting for permission, she cries out as she leans into her release, and Izzy winks at me. Fuck it, I’m not going to wait. Pulling him roughly over my knot, I’m rewarded with a shout as he begins to come.
“Alpha,” he moans.
“You play dirty,” Kyren grins, kissing me. “I like it.”
Shrugging, I groan as Silva strangles my fingers and Izzy clamps on my dick in revenge, forcing me to paint the walls of his ass with my cum.
I fucking love my life. It’s going to be a fun heat.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Silva
Moaning slightly, I stretch, identifying the soreness I feel everywhere. Syrus strongarmed me into taking a shower at some point, while Kyren convinced Izzy. We both pouted because we couldn’t shower together, but they said that we’d probably end up fucking.
Is that so wrong?
They also refused to let us have sex before we ate and drank a little. Then, Kyren was sneaky and fucked Izzy on my couch while I rode Izzy’s face so Syrus and Harlan could change the sheets.
It took a lot of fucking before the scent was right again in my nest. So fucking rude.
“Are you grumbling, Spitfire?” Syrus asks, his arms pulling me tighter against him as I gaze at him. “You have a little wrinkle right…here.”
Opening my eyes, I smirk as he rubs at a line over and between my eyebrows.
“I am,” I murmur. My stomach twists, and my face crumples in pain as I gasp. “Ow.”
“I got you, baby,” he promises, lifting my leg onto his hip. I grab his cock on a mission to stop the cramps, even though I’ll need a knot for that. “Wait.”
There are adult toys all over the bed. It would be funny if half of the vibrating ones didn’t have dead batteries. USB vibrators are all fun and games until you’re in the middle of your heat and they fucking die.
This is why I have such a large collection.
Reaching behind himself, he grabs something and shows it to me. It’s a knot cock ring.
“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen,” I sniffle. I don’t care that I bought it on impulse and then forgot I did that.
“You’re adorable,” he murmurs, wincing as he pulls the ring on without lube. Shit. Those fuckers are tight too. “This should be better.”
Sliding without resistance into my slick pussy, he groans as he kisses me. None of the guys have complained about being tired. When Izzy and I sleep, they will too, or they’ll clean up.
How did I get this lucky?
“I love you too,” Syrus says against my lips as he pins my thigh against him. The angle is deep, and feels really fucking good as I moan.
Everyone around us is asleep, and Syrus is so attuned to me, he immediately knew when I was awake.
Speaking of…
“Syrus,” I gasp, my hips pushing up to meet each of his thrusts. He’s trying to keep the pace languid and easy, but I’m not in the mood for that.
“Yes, Spitfire?” he asks.
My skin burns, fuck. Pushing on his shoulder to force him onto his back, I ride with him so I’m on top. Riding his cock harder, I enjoy the look of bliss on Sy’s face.
