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“Feels like you’re trying to milk me for my cum,” Bruiser groaned, thrusting deeper yet. He was covering Uriel with his body now, fingers wound through Uriel’s hair to cup the back of his head. He slipped his other hand under Uriel’s ass to lift him, changing the angle of his thrusts.

And suddenly it felt like he was pounding against Uriel’s prostate, over and over.

Uriel thrashed, trying to breathe. He couldn’t stop coming. His entire body was shaking with pleasure, cum shooting all over his own chest, and he couldn’t stop because Bruiser was still pushing deeper; he wasn’t even fully inside yet.

“Do you feel how big you make me?” Bruiser growled in his ear, giving a hard thrust. Uriel wheezed. “So many inches, all for you. All the better to breed you with.”

“Y-you’re not the b-big bad wolf,” Uriel managed to gasp.

“Looks like I’m not trying hard enough,” Bruiser said. “You can still talk.”

He pushed his cock all the way in, filling Uriel completely. Uriel writhed. Then he cried out when Bruiser changed the angle of his hips again. Bruiser battered Uriel’s prostate with his cock, hitting that bundle of nerves so steadily that Uriel’s eyes rolled back, and all he could do was try to hang on. The bed rocked and creaked beneath them. Bruiser gave several long strokes, pulling out almost all the way, before slamming back in.

“Such a good omega,” Bruiser groaned. “You take me so perfectly. It’s like you were made for me, made to milk my cock and suck out all my cum. I’m going to keep you on my cock for your entire heat, carry you around knotted on me, make sure all my cum is locked inside you so it takes. You’ll get multiple loads, sweetheart. So much cum that it’ll gush if I pull out. Do you feel how stretched you are around me?”

He pushed deeper and slid his fingers between Uriel’s cheeks, tracing Uriel’s hole, his rim wrapped snugly around his cock.

“Feels like you’re ready for my knot,” Bruiser growled in his ear. “Beg me for it.”

“Please,” Uriel blurted, wanting to feel horrified at himself, but his burning need made it hard to think. “P-please hold me down and b-breed me.”

Bruiser hissed, his hips snapping forward, sinking his cock all the way in. He held still so Uriel could feel how big he was inside, then he began to thrust desperately, his eyes going dark.

Uriel felt a bit like a ragdoll then, the way Bruiser thrust into him, over and over, his strokes going short and uncontrolled.

I wish there was nothing separating me from his cock, Uriel thought hazily.

He came again, toes curling. With a snarl, Bruiser came, pulsing inside him, his hands gripping Uriel so tight that they would leave fingerprint bruises.

His knot swelled in Uriel, faster than before. It pushed hard against Uriel’s sweet spot. With a roll of his hips, Bruiser sent Uriel into another release. This time, he didn’t stop. He kept grinding in, massaging Uriel’s prostate with his knot so Uriel came and came, finally blacking out from the overwhelming pleasure.

When Uriel blinked his eyes open, his legs were still trembling from the intensity of his release.

“So gorgeous,” Bruiser whispered, dropping kisses along Uriel’s jaw. “When you come, you don’t hold anything back from me. I see your pleasure, your helplessness. Your complete submission.”

Uriel blushed hotly. “And you... you like that?”

“Very much so,” Bruiser purred. He nuzzled Uriel’s cheek, pulling back to look into Uriel’s eyes. Then his gaze dropped, and for a breathless moment, Uriel thought Bruiser might kiss him on the lips.

Bruiser didn’t. He smiled though, sweet and easy, and dropped a kiss on Uriel’s nose.

Uriel’s heart skipped a beat.

“Okay if I pull out now?” Bruiser’s knot was starting to go down. Uriel pouted. Somehow, that made the alpha smile. “I’ll stay inside for a while longer.”

It had to be tiring, keeping himself braced above Uriel without squishing him, but Bruiser didn’t seem to mind.

Uriel wriggled and settled in to enjoy the last of Bruiser’s presence inside his body. Too soon, the alpha slid out, rolling onto his back.

“What—” Bruiser cut himself off, looking down the length of his body.

When Uriel followed his gaze, he saw immediately what was wrong.

The condom was hanging from Bruiser’s cock in tatters, the reservoir at its tip smeared with pearly cum, but otherwise empty.

“Not again,” Bruiser said.

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