The head slipped past my folds, and I gasped. But, God, I didn’t want it to end. I gripped Spencer’s shoulders, my eyelids squeezed so tightly, and began to instinctively rock up and down, easing myself lower and allowing myself to stretch around the considerable thickness of his shaft. The stretch was painful, but in a good way. I craved it,neededit.
“Fuuuck,” he ground out, his fingers digging into my hips as he helped me.
Bear’s hand smoothed up and down my back, and I sensed Chase behind me, nuzzling into my hair.
“Look how good you are, gorgeous.” Chase’s whisper rumbled through me, making goosebumps ripple across my skin. “Taking Spencer’s cock so well. God, you’re beautiful.”
Kissing my neck, Bear reached his other hand between Spencer and me, pinching my nipple through the tee and mumbling, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything sexier, little omega. Damn, I could do this all day.”
Considering my heat was about to hit in full force, that was a good thing. Because I had a feeling we were going to be spending a lot of time in my nest. Anxiety gnawed at me. I hadexperienced one heat and that had been a lonely, painful affair. I had gotten my prescription for suppressants immediately after.
I needed more of Spencer, though; his erection was only partly sheathed within me. The ache was picking up steam, and I slid down deeper, gasping happily as I fully took him, his knot rubbing against my needy clit. That hungry growl tore from Spencer again, and he began to move beneath me, pumping up and down.
So much for me being in control. Still, I couldn’t find it in me to care when he thrust in at an angle that made me see stars.
Every bit of me stretched around his cock, filling me so profoundly, and I gripped onto Spencer’s shirt as he bottomed out, the edge of his knot starting to press in. God, I wanted that. I wanted him to sink all of it inside me as I came again. Ineededit, craved it like my body craved oxygen.
Spencer’s rhythm picked up speed, and I could sense him responding to me. He gripped my hips so tightly, gliding that magnificent shaft in and out as he snarled and grunted. It was so animalistic, but I could tell that Spencer was purposefully holding back, avoiding being too rough with me. Something about that made my chest feel light, my nerves singing.
And then his cock hit that perfect spot inside me, and I cried out. “Fuck! Oh God, now. I need your knot.Now.”
“Flora, I don’t?—”
“Shut up and knot me,” I growled, cutting him off.
Riding him, I worked myself down, not letting the alpha take this away from me. The sensations were too much, too all-consuming, and I needed that fullness, having his knot buried inside me as he emptied himself. A low chuckle left Bear, and I felt him squeeze on my nipple again, knowing that it went straight to my clit.
“Better do as she says.” I could hear the smile in Bear’s voice as I rushed toward an orgasm. “Our little omega knows what she wants.”
“So fucking hot,” Chase added.
That pained grumble poured out of Spencer again, and then his cock kicked inside me, and I whimpered, collapsing onto his chest as I mumbled, “Please, goddammit. Now.”
And then he did.
Spencer’s knot worked inside me, and I broke apart in a massive wave of euphoria, my pussy fluttering around him and pulling out his own release.
So good.
The alpha sighed; his audible relief and unbridled pleasure had my head spinning. I’d never heard Spencer make a sound like that, and if I were honest, I absolutely adored it.
I could have listened to it for hours, but of course, overwhelming exhaustion took over, and I could hardly move as I caught my breath, my cheek pressed to Spencer’s chest. I knew it was probably my upcoming heat and the post-climax elation, but neither of us tried to move. He just wrapped his arms around me, letting me fall asleep as Chase and Bear whispered wonderful words of praise.
Chapter 33
Flora
Spencer gently wiped the hair out of my eyes as I dozed. My entire world had tilted on its axis. His touch was impossibly soft and gentle, grounding me.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
Finding the right words to express my emotions while he was knotted deep inside me was difficult. On the one hand, I was ridiculously relaxed, my body and muscles loose. But there was a small voice in the back of my mind that was freaking out over the fact that I’d had sex with Spencer.
And that he was in love with me.
Also, I was pretty sureIwas in love withhimas well.
“Are you sure that you want to be part of this?” I asked in a small voice. It probably wasn't the best conversation to be having while his knot was still locked inside me, but I was feeling a little fragile.
