“You’re doing so well, angel,” he whispers to me, his lips on my forehead. Then he pushes into overdrive, thrusting like nothing could hold him back. I thrash as he hits every nerve inside me. Again and again, he thrusts, working his hips.
I shake all over, reveling in pleasure, while he pulls back, holds my hips, and takes me to heaven. His eyes are on me, dark as storm clouds. “So fucking beautiful.”
No words, nothing but me moaning for more, lost to this reality. I want my hands to feel his body, but instead he lets me feel how deeply he surges, grunting with each rock of his hips forward
The cabin is warm and gold, and the sea is swaying us softly from outside. His mouth comes down to mine as he finds his rhythm, deliberate and certain, the way he does everything, and I give myself to him completely because there is nothing left in me that wants to resist.
Then he pauses, and I’m glad for a moment to catch my breath, my whole body shaking, the fire between my legs burning me up. He pulls out and I groan.
“Roll over. I want you on your knees, ass high.”
“You tease.” I oblige because I’m so horny right now and he needs to get back inside me. I hold on to the rope while perching my hands against the wall where I’m tied up.
His huge hand is between my legs, spreading them, then fingers are on my clit, pinching, squeezing.
“That’s so unfair,” I moan. “You have the power.”
“Exactly,” he answers and blows me a kiss. “I love seeing you so drenched for me. You should see the view from back here, slick slipping from your pussy. Fuck me, I’ll never stop seeing this.” Then he’s got his cock pushing into me.
“About time,” I tease.
His fingers grip my hips hard as slams into me.
“Fuck!” I cry out, as he’s going so much deeper, my throat hoarse as I keep calling out.
North holds me against him, growling, destroying me just as he promised. Of course, I hadn’t really expected him to keep his word, and I’m not complaining, but oh my God, this man knows how to fuck.
I’m thrust back and forth, his huge cock ramming into me relentlessly, and I might be seeing colors.
My back arches, and I’m breathless, letting myself go.
“Fuck, I love your pussy, Adelaide.” He keeps taking me, no pausing. This man is full of energy, and I shudder when everything becomes too much.
I’m gasping for air, my body euphoric, my eyes shut as I fly away, every inch of me tightening as an orgasm rips through me.
North is hissing. “Oh,fuck—you’re strangling me!”
The sound he makes is somewhere between a groan and a laugh, and I would laugh back if I could form thoughts, but I can’t. I’m too busy floating somewhere above my own body as the climax keeps rolling through me in waves I can’t seem to stop.
Then his breath hitches. Hard.
“Adelaide—” His voice has gone rough. “I can’t hold back anymore. I’m?—”
Whatever he was going to say dies, turning into a low growl as he comes undone behind me, his whole body going taut, and I feel him unravel.
Then the pressure of his knot begins to build. I recognize what this sensation is, and I’m already relaxing into it, bracing for the specific full stretch of an Alpha locking us together.
Except, something keeps building inside me. Not just the initial press and lock. Another pressure beginning to build on top of the first, pushing wider, deeper, reaching somewhere I didn’t know had a sensation to reach.
My eyes fly open. “North—” I manage, breathless, my voice pitched higher than normal. “North,something feels?—”
I can’t finish the sentence. The second layer of him continues to swell and settle into place, and my whole body is dealing with something entirely new and significantly more intense than the single knot I was prepared for.
“Oh my God, why are you so big?—”
I twist my head around, and behind me, his face breaks into the most self-satisfied, beautiful grin I have ever seen on a human being.
“Angel,” he says. “I thought you would have noticed earlier. I have a double knot.”
