Fifteen minutes? That might as well be fifteen hours. I was never going to make fifteen minutes, let alone one. My mate needed me and I needed her. Right now. Screw everything else. She was the only person that mattered to me at this moment.
Her sweet whimpering brought my attention back to the here and now. What Cat needed most was what only I could give her. I had to get her off.
My rough fingertips slipped between her juicy folds, locating that swollen bud that had now become the epicenter of her world.
As soon as I started to stroke it, Cat went fucking wild. Grunting, crying, and rubbing frantically against me. I actually kind of felt bad for my brothers in the front seat. They were hearing and smelling everything going on back here, and there was no way they weren’t affected by an omega in full heat. Add to that the power of the Blood Moon, and I wouldn’t be surprised, or pissed, if they had to rub one out alongside us just to deal with all of their pent-up lust.
Crushing my mouth against my mate’s, I began to roughly circle that swollen bud between her legs. There was no teasing involved. She was too far gone. It only took a half-dozen rotations before she went off like a fucking firecracker in my hand. Keening, begging, and moaning for my cock, she rode the waves of pleasure like she was a professional surfer.
When I realized it wasn’t just Cat and me breathing heavier, I caught Blitz’s gaze in the mirror once again. I saw his eyes were like mine. Panning over to Dom, I noticed he was breathing so hard that I could visibly see his chest billowing in and out with great exertion. The pheromones in the air were thick and heady, affecting us all so much that I didn’t know whether I needed tofight my own pack members or fuck the woman in my arms into submission so completely that she stopped producing them.
“I need more,” Cat demanded, her voice full of anguish as her fingers scrabbled for my belt. “I need your cock, Ace. Please! Put your cock in my pussy now!”
Cat’s desperate demand went straight to my balls. “Fuck, Babe!” I rasped, as she managed to wrestle my belt into submission, then began clawing at my zipper. “Let me make you cum again to make sure you’re wet enough to take all of me inside of you.”
“I’m wet enough,” she promised, reaching her adroit fingers into my pants and wrapping them around my pulsing shaft. “I need to come with you inside of me or else I’m going to come apart.”
Fearing she might do just that, I chose the safer path: fucking her. Not that Cat needed my help. She was doing fine all on her own. Shit, if I wasn’t so worried about her hurting herself, I’d let her sink onto my fat cock while I sat back and took her erotic ride.
Her fist choked my dick at the base and gave it a few preliminary pumps before sliding it against her slick slit.
Gritting my teeth, I absorbed the teasing pleasure with equal amounts of pain. I’d never been this sensitive before. This turned on. Like a nuclear core about to melt down, I braced for the burning heat of her slick passage wrapped around my dick like the world’s best present.
Scooping my forearms under her thighs, I watched my mate’s pussy swallow my cockhead. I growled as it inched deeper, invoking my inner reserves of strength not to rear up and seat myself to the hilt.
Cat had no such reservations. The poor thing was lost to the lust of her heat, though she didn’t possess the language to express that.
Biting her lip and releasing a long, low groan, she bore down onto my cock, trying to take every thick, swollen inch in all at once.
“Easy, babe,” I warned, my arms shaking from the effort to slow her pleasurable descent.
Cat ignored me, embraced her inner animal, and began to go feral. Palming my shoulders for support, she slammed down on my cock and forced it inside of her needy hole with sheer will and determination.
“Fuck!” I hissed, my head slamming back against the leather seats as I tried to absorb the euphoric shock of her impact. “That’s so good. So fucking good. Fuck!”
“That’s right. Fuck me! Fuck me, Ace,” She growled, gnashing her cunt against my pelvis like a woman possessed.
The radio up front kicked on then, and the strains of heavy metal music filled the air along with our combined scents. The heavy use of drums and the thumping bass only added to the already chaotic, volatile atmosphere.
Snarling, I let go and began to ream Cat’s tight pussy hole with every inch of my dick, just shy of the knot, which was already swollen and tingling with the need to bury itself directly into her sweltering channel.
“Yes!” Cat shouted, her head tossed back in blind ecstasy as her hair spilled behind her in a shower of glittering, golden strands.
The dress, which I’d loved when I first saw it, now only served to anger me. Yanking the material down, I exposed her bare breasts, watching them bounce every time I drilled into her cunt.
Her swollen nipples were flushed and hard as pebbles as I pinched and rolled the plump buds between the pads of my thumb and forefinger.
“I’m going to cum,” Cat shouted, so far gone now she didn’t care who heard or saw what we were doing. She was really going to regret that in the morning, but right now, she was in the thralls of heat and nothing else mattered. Nothing but my cock in her cunt, getting her off.
My fingers bit into her slim waist and I angled my cockhead toward the front of her pussy. As soon as the helmet of my dick stroked that gland, Cat’s mouth fell open and nonsensical sounds poured forth from her lips as she squirted and came all over my pounding dick. I wasn’t through with her yet, though. I needed as much of her cream coating that delicious cunt of hers as possible before I jammed my knot directly up inside of her.
Despite my having fucked her multiple times now, Cat was still obscenely tight and needed stretching. My knot would fix that. Just the thought of forcing it inside of her spasming channel made me shudder with anticipation.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. Her cunt, the sights, smells, sounds, and friction were all too much. I was going to cum and it was time that Cat took my knot and my bite under the full Blood Moon.
The song on the radio reached its crescendo, so loud and frantic it would have made a hard-core metal-head cringe. There was not a soft thing about it. It was brutal. Chaotic. Intense.Everything this moment was embodied in musical form. Perfect for what we were both experiencing in this fucked up moment of lust and depravity and irrepressible instinct.
Holding Cat’s bucking hips still, I thrust upward until my knot stopped up against her like a cork. Bearing down on her hips while pushing upward with mine, I began to work the knot back and forth, using shear strength and brute force to get the sensitive swollen glands inside my mate.
