Cat began to whimper as she felt her pussy hole stretch to absolute capacity, but she didn’t fight it. She submitted, just like a good omega should.
“That’s it, Cat,” I managed through clenched teeth, working it further in, “take that knot like a good girl. Take it all the way inside.”
Even though her slick was coating the both of us at this point, I was worried it still might not be enough. However, with one last great heave, I crammed the rest of my knot into her passage with such aggression that Cat actually let out a scream.
I was so deep inside her cunt now, I could feel her goddamned cervix. When Cat tried to pull back with a cry of pain, I locked her in place within the ring of my arms.
“Not a chance,” I growled threateningly, my teeth starting to grow beyond my gumline. “I’m about to bathe your pussy with my cum, babe. And I’ve got one last surprise in store for you before you go anywhere.”
Pushed past my limit, I gripped her ass and began working the fat knot in and out of her. Each time it passed her slick entrance, it made an obscene, suction sound that drove me higher and higher.
My balls began to tingle and my muscles to clench as I felt the impending storm of my orgasm build. The moment it hit, my thrusts became manic and hot lava spewed from my dick. Plunging my knot all the way in then, it locked into place, and a flood of my seed began to spray her inner walls.
Lost to everything but the ecstasy, I gripped her hair, exposed her neck, and sank my teeth as deeply into her flesh as my cock was in her pussy.
The overwhelming pain and pleasure caused Cat to spontaneously start coming all over again, screaming with pain and ecstasy. The more she spasmed on my shaft, the harder I came. Each time I spurted into her channel, she’d come again as well. It felt like we were caught in a never-ending pleasure loop that would eventually drive us both mad.
My dick, despite how many times I’d come, stayed rock hard and lodged within my mate’s vice grip of a cunt. That’s when I noticed it. Her scent changed. She no longer smelled like an unclaimed omega. Cat had officially become a mated ware. My mate, claimed.
“We’re here, Ace,” Blitz announced, turning off the radio to be heard.
That was good. I wasn’t anywhere near close to being done with my omega. She, I was certain, felt the same way about me. The way her arms were cinched around my neck and the way her pussy had a strangle hold on my cock, told me it was going to be a long, sweaty night, for sure.
CHAPTER 25
Cat
I wasn’t asleep, but I wasn’t fully awake either. My skin was on fire. It burned with as much heat as my pussy did desire for Ace’s cock. I couldn’t get enough of the beautiful man and found myself constantly hungering for more.
“Get the door,” Ace barked at one of his brothers.
I wasn’t sure who he was even talking to. I couldn’t focus long enough to tell. No matter who it was though, I should be ashamed of the hedonistic way I’d acted. Embarrassed about doing what I’d done in front of others. But I couldn’t deny the truth. If I could somehow go back in time, I wouldn’t have changed a single thing about the animalistic, taboo encounter. Not one thing.
When Ace pulled his dick out of me, I winced with a mixture of discomfort and disappointment. I instantly grieved the loss of his flesh as our combined fluids dripped down my bare thighs. Detaching from one another felt wrong somehow. I missed his burning heat and the way he filled me all the way up inside. Like,when he was there, and there wasn’t room for anything else, I was complete. Like we were truly mated. Without that physical connection, I felt lost, lonely and bereft of his closeness.
Quickly doing up his zipper and buckle, Ace stepped out of the SUV. He carried me out with him, my arms still wrapped around his neck.
“You got the key, or do we need to break in?” Ace queried, one arm scooped protectively under my legs while the other was wound supportively around my back.
A deep male voice answered, “We’re good. I had a spare made for a select few of us when we questioned that panther-shifter last year.”
I think the man Ace was talking to was Domino, but I couldn’t be sure. His voice had even more bass in it now than I remembered. It sounded gravelly and rough, like he’d just smoked a pack of cigarettes and taken a particularly stiff drink, or was recovering from a bad cold.
I knew I was still half out of it because the gruff biker’s words didn’t make any sense. Panther-shifter? What the hell was that?
Without warning, my entire abdomen clenched and I cried out, instinctively cradling it with my shaking hands.
“What’s wrong?” Ace demanded, concern bleeding into every syllable of his words.
“I don’t know,” I moaned, as I tried to deal with the pain. “My stomach! It hurts so bad!”
Now it wasn’t just my skin and abdomen that was on fire; my bones felt like they were loose and shifting, like tectonic plates beneath my skin. What the hell was going on with me?
“We’re out of time, boys. She’s changing.” Ace darkly announced, his statement as confusing to me as Domino’s.
Changing? Changing into what? My brain could barely handle the pain, let alone this twisted conversation.
“Go ahead and shift,” Ace commanded. “I’ll wait until Cat finishes, but I need you two to have our backs while she’s so vulnerable.”
