Hitting her G-spot.
Rubbing her abused nub.
Holding her in a rapturous release while I take her to new heights.
She claws at my back, tears streaming down her face as she tells me to stop. But on the heels of that statement, she says she’ll kill me if I listen to her. “Keep going,” she demands, making me chuckle. “Fuck, Lazarus. Fuck!”
I don’t bother to point out that I’m already doing that.
I just growl her name and tell her to keep coming for me like the good fucking girl that she is.
“You feel so tight, princess. I can’t wait to own you with my knot. Then I’m going to flip you and let Noah try to force himself inside you, too. Whether it be in your ass or your cunt, I’m not sure. But we’re going to take you together.”
“Fuck yeah, we are,” he says, clearly having heard our omega’s mating call, just like I wanted.
I felt him enter a few minutes ago, which is why I chose to utter those words.
I want him to know that he’s absolutely invited to join, just as soon as I finish.
“You’re going to take my knot and keep coming, Aurora,” I say against her parted lips. “You understand me, darling? I want you in this state forhours. And I want to feel Noah inside you with me.”
She shudders and moans, her head shaking a little like she’s in denial. But I swivel my hips in a way that has her staying lost to her euphoria.
“Fuck, it’s like she’s in heat already,” Noah breathes.
“She’s not,” I murmur. “She’s just fucking made for this.”
The vixen clenches her walls around me like she wants to voice her own opinion and prove me right with her pussy.
“Keep massaging me like that,” I demand. “Beg me for my knot, princess.Beg. Me.”
She starts to cry again, the pleasure too much.
Poor darling. We’ve only just begun.
She won’t be able to walk when we’re done.
That’s fine.
I’ll carry her wherever she wants to go.
“Lazarus,” she whimpers, her hips bucking into mine. “It’s too much. It’s… I can’t… I don’t… Oh…Oh God…”
Her insides clamp down again as she spirals deeper into the throes of another orgasm.
“Impossible,” she breathes, arching into me.
“You have no idea what we’re going to do to you,” I whisper back to her, very aware that what she’s experiencing is absolutely fucking possible.
And I’m about to make it that much more intense.
I lick up the tears on her cheek, then take her mouth with my tongue and force her to join me in a cataclysmic state of bliss.
With my hands on her hips, I drive myself deep until my knot starts to pulsate and shift. She’s begging me to stop now, but not saying her safe word. She’s just lost to the darkness. To the intensity. To thecraze.
Because she’s also telling me to keep going, like she can’t quite make up her mind.
Then her nails scratch down my back as she fights, her legs tightening around mine.
