His praise pushed me over again, pleasure rushing through me. His hot cum burst in me and I collapsed back into him, my orgasm so intense I felt like I was floating. He ran his hands gently over my skin, massaging my arms, shoulders, and thighs.
“You back with me, beautiful?” he murmured.
“You’re trying to kill me with orgasms.”
Ben grasped me underneath my knees so I didn’t have to hold myself up, and I relaxed further into his hold.
“If we don’t come again, your knot should go down in a few minutes,” I said, snuggling my face into his bare chest.
“At least our first time will be memorable,” he grumbled.
“Ten out of ten for memorability. Two out of ten for location choice,” I said cheekily.
“And what about pleasure?”
“Five hundred.”
Ben let out a purr.
“What about for you?” I asked.
“Five hundred thousand for sure,” he said, stroking a hand through my hair. “Can’t believe how lucky I am right now.”
“Same,” I said quietly.
His spiced apple scent was delicious as it swirled around me. We sat in comfortable silence, Ben’s warmth keeping me from getting cold. I felt myself drift off, even though his knot was still in me.I guess five orgasms will do that.
I jolted awake slightly as Ben spoke. “Josie, do you want to see someone to help with everything you’ve gone through? Like a therapist or something?”
I stiffened. My parents were firmly against mental health help and always acted like I was being dramatic. But Ben wasn’t saying there was anything wrong with me. He was actually seeing me and wanted to help.
“I don’t know,” I said, unsure if I could talk to a stranger about what I’d gone through. “But I love you for asking.”
He nuzzled the back of my neck, breathing deeply. “Let me know, precious. You know we’ll do anything to support you.”
I let out a soft sigh, which turned into a whimper as Ben’s knot deflated enough for him to lift me off of him. I shifted forward on all fours, my legs still too weak to support myself. A gush of fluid rushed out between us, and I giggled at Ben’s exclaimed, “Woah.”
“Wait there. I’ll get a towel to clean you up.”
I flinched as Ben pressed a warm towel to my sex.
“You sore?” he asked as he tenderly cleaned me up.
“Just a bit, but not in a bad way,” I mumbled, my eyelids heavy.
“Come on, let’s get you to bed.”
I curled my arms and legs around him as he carried me upstairs. The scent of my other alphas reached me as we neared the bedroom.
“About fucking time,” said a disgruntled Cam. “What took so long? Did you knot her in the fucking kitchen?”
I giggled as Cam pressed against my back.
“You fucking didn’t,” Theo said, laughter in his voice. He moved to my side and pressed his face into my hair. “How are you doing, love?”
“Good,” I said, smiling. “Let’s go to bed.”
“Fucking finally,” Cam growled, stealing me out of Ben’s arms and carrying me into my room. The four of us piled onto the bed, and I was pressed firmly between them.
