Naomi
“Trust that yer body was made for this, Flower.”Wild’s dark voice washed over me, calming my mind. Then he teased,“There’s no need to pass out on us this time.”
With hitched breaths, I followed his instructions. Widening my legs in lewd sacrifice to accommodate Sea’sinsanely huge knot.
And to my shock, it soon began to feel better. Much, much better. He was locked into my core, touching something impossibly deep inside me.
Dublin
I stopped trying to break free when Naomiwent from pushing Sea away to moving underneath him.
“Yes, take his knot, beauty,” Wild encouraged while throwing me an evil smirk. “Take his knot and fulfill the prophecy.”
“Mmm… mmm… mmm.” She made plaintive noises, her legs mindlessly thrashing on either side of her second king’s waist. Until…
Sea shifted his hips with a deep arch of his back, burying himself so deep inside her that her legs shot out straight.
“Unh!” Naomi made a strange, grunting sound and then froze, her face going completely slack. Like someone hit by lightning.
Her head lolled to the side, and she stared straight at me. Unseeing.
That was when I realized she was coming so hard that her body had seized up, and her mind had temporarily collapsed.
It wasn’t me on that bed.
I hadn’t touched her or myself since Wild rolled me into this room. But without warning, my cock kicked with the shooting sensation of my own release, and what felt like a rope of semen rushed up my shaft.
Only to suddenly fizzle out with a painful jerk.
This time I did look down… to find nothing but a sad little pearl of cum eject from my willy.
Meanwhile, on the bed, Sea collapsed onto Naomi.
Sea
“Well, that was completely mind-blowing.”A snarky voice said out of nowhere.“If not for Wild coaching me, I probably would have passed out on you, too.”
My head shot up to look down at the she-wolf I had just claimed.“Mairinua, is that you?”
Dublin
Sea’s head shot up, and the happiest grin spread across his face.
Naomi stared up at him, her eyes soft and smiling.
They were talking… I realized. Talking for the first time over their mate bond.
My parents had been wolf-mated, and after my eighteenth birthday, Mother moved to a small town in England while my father stayed in Dublin to continue overseeing the business. After a few monthly visits that eventually turned into yearly lunches if my mother was up to it, I realized they’d undergone a genteel divorce without the bother of paperwork.
However, before his retirement, my father had deigned to mutter a couple of paragraphs about the differences between heat mating and wolf matings, which included a completely immersive form of telepathy.“Sounds like a bloody nightmare if you ask me,”he’d quipped.
It didn't look like a bloody nightmare, though.
On the bed, Sea and Naomi stared at each other in mutual awe.
I’d never seen my proper parents smile at each other like that. Or share a look that relayed how happy they were without them having to utter a single word.
Then Wild leaned in and silently said something that made Sea and Naomi break out into laughter as Naomi continued to milk Sea below.
