He slides his cock into her mouth, and her entire body convulses.
Val groans, head tipping back. “Shit... You feel so good. So fucking...” His thrusts speed up. “Fuck, omega. Look at you. Taking my cock so deep.”
Her eyes water, rope pulling tight, neck strained—so fucking pretty.
“I’m already so close…” He groans, looking pained. “I’m going to fill your throat, and you’ll swallow every drop. Look at me.” She does through teary eyes. “Take everything.”
Her gaze stays locked on Valentin’s as he stills deep in her throat, his body tensing, and comes.
She swallows, never looking away, following his instruction perfectly.
His fingers brush her flushed cheeks tenderly as he finishes, and when Val finally pulls out, she licks her lips.
His chest erupts in a bubbling growl of pleasure. “Goddamn it, Revea. I wanted to last longer, but you...” he pants, grazing her swollen lips with his thumb.
“It’s fine,” I say. “She’ll need her mouth empty to scream when I knot her.”
I push the tip of my cock in without warning and immediately stop when she gasps.
“Baby, you’re dripping, but you’re still so tight for me.” An awed groan rumbles out as I thrust in a little more. “So swollen and tight.”
She whines, and I’m compelled to soothe her, leaning over her.
“Shh, you can take it, omega,” I murmur beside her ear. “Your heat’s made my cock swell so much. If you think this is tight…” I slip in more. She moans softly. “Wait until you feel my knot.”
I slam in fully, her mouth parting on a soundless cry.
“Fuck, that’s such a pretty sight,” Luc murmurs from somewhere. I’m too busy trying not to come.
I pull out carefully, only to plunge right back in, her wet, tight walls taking me every time.
“There you go, that’s it, you’re taking me,” I praise, pumping in and out, slow but deep. “Ready for my knot, omega?”
I thrust in harder, and she flinches forward.
I drag her back by her hips. “No, you wanted a knot so badly.” I slowly pull out. “You’ll take mine.” I thrust back in. She cries out.
My pack groans. Sylvan’s is muffled. When I look up, I realise they’re surrounding us, Sylvan’s bindings undone but his gag still in place.
But my knot still isn’t in. It’s so much harder and bigger than when she last took it, but she’s wetter, her body more capable in peak heat.
I graze my thumb over her clit in soft circles, shifting my hips, trying for a different angle.
When she whimpers, I know I’ve got the right spot.
“Shhh, I know, baby. I know it’s big. But you’ve taken me before. Your tight little cunt forced my knot inside.” I kiss her wet cheeks. “You’ll take it again.”
I ease in slowly, pushing, going deeper. I grip her hips, fingers denting her skin, and when I drag her back firmly, I push forward—hard.
“That’s it. Fuck, that’s it. My knot’s edging in, stretching you. Feel it. Feel how hard I am for you.”
She whines and keens but keeps pushing back, just as eager to have me inside her.
When it starts slipping in, we both groan.
“And when we’re knotted,” I rasp. “I’m going to keep fucking you, Revea. I’ll fill you with everything I have. Knot you full of the four of us, like a good, perfect fucking omega—”
My heated ramble cuts short as my knot slots in.
