“He is. And he wants to see you bounce on me, sweetheart.” I drag her down my length, the thick head pushing deep inside her tight, wet, warm cunt. “Don’t make him wait, baby.”
Fuck, she’s pretty. Hair a mess, big tits bouncing, soft and curvy fucking everywhere… with her eyes glazed over, lips kiss-swollen, skin already marked by us…
She sinks down slowly, and we both groan. She’s still so fucking tight. Even after Callum knotted her, she’s gripping me like a vice.
“That’s it, little one,” I rasp as she keeps going. “Take all of me. Every fucking inch.”
Her thick thighs are shaking as she works herself down, breath coming out in quick gasps. When she’s fully seated…with my cock completely buried inside her…her head drops back and she moans loud.
“Look at you,” I growl. “Full of me. Fucking perfect.”
From the chair, Callum’s voice comes out rough: “She looks good on you, brother.”
“She feels fucking incredible,” I rasp out, flexing my hips, pushing deeper, and she whimpers. “Ride me, omega. Show us how bad you need it.”
Hilda starts moving…tentative at first, then finding her rhythm. Up and down, lush hips rolling, taking me deep with every stroke.
“Faster,” I growl. “I want to see your fucking perfect tits bounce.”
She speeds up, staring into my eyes, panting, and fuck, the sight of her. Dark skin gleaming with sweat, full, round breasts bouncing, head thrown back in pleasure. She’s a fucking vision.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck yourself on my cock like a good fucking girl.”
“Arkan…” My name falls from her lips in a long moan.
“Louder.” I thrust up to meet her, making her take me deeper. “Want the whole fucking castle to hear you scream for your alpha.”
I reach up and fill my giant hands with her full, round tits, squeezing and kneading while she rides me. Her nipples are hard against my palms, and when I pinch them and pull, she clenches, her pussy rippling around my cock.
“You like that? Like having your tits played with while you bounce on my cock?”
“Yes…fuck…yes…” her voice comes out fucking ragged.
Callum stands, he comes closer. Still beating himself, eyes dark with lust.
“Don’t stop,” he tells Hilda, eyes wild, voice rough. “Keep riding him.”
She doesn’t slow down, just keeps working herself on my cock, shaking and moaning, taking my fucking breath away, while Callum positions himself beside us.
“Open your mouth, sweetheart,” Callum orders.
Hilda’s eyes go wide, but she obeys, her full lips parting.
Callum feeds her his heavy cock, and she moans around it, making him groan in response.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “Look at our mate. Taking us both. Fucking beautiful.”
I watch her struggle to keep her rhythm while sucking Callum, watch her try to focus on two things at once. She’s overwhelmed, completely wrecked, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
“That’s it, baby,” I growl, thrusting up harder. “Take us both. Show us what a good girl you are for your alphas.”
She’s trying so hard, her gorgeous mouth working Callum’s cock while her glorious hips roll on mine. Fucking desperate, clenching, letting out muffled mews.
“She’s close,” Callum grunts, one hand tangling in her hair, using it to slide deeper down her throat.
“I know.” I reach down, find her clit, and rub it in tight circles. “Come for us, omega. Come with my cock inside you and Callum’s in your mouth.”
And that’s all it takes for our queen to come apart, letting out muffled cries around Callum’s thick flesh, her whole body shaking. Her cunt clamping down on me so hard I nearly black out.
