Page 116 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

I spread her cheeks wider, exposing her completely to my hungry gaze.

“Look at this beautiful asshole,” I murmur, dipping my tongue back in for another taste. “So tight and perfect, blinking at me like it’s begging for cock.”

My tongue pushes more insistently now, breaching the tight ring of muscle slightly. Lena moans loudly, her face buried against Damon’s shoulder. As I continue to rim her, I notice fresh slick beginning to leak from her pussy and ass, dripping down to mix with Damon’s cum that’s already seeping out of her.

“She’s starting to slick again just from having her ass eaten,” I comment, pulling back to admire the glistening evidence of her arousal. “She’s getting wet from having a tongue in her ass. You like it, don’t you, Lena babe?”

“Yes.”

I circle her rim again, one hand reaching down to stroke my aching cock. The other moves to her entrance, my middle finger pressing gently against the tight muscle.

“Going to get you nice and ready for my cock,” I tell her, slowly working the tip of my finger inside. The heat and tightness that greet my probing digit make me groan.

Her inner walls clench around my finger, resisting the intrusion briefly before relaxing enough to let me push deeper. I continue working my tongue around my finger, lubricating her entrance as much as possible.

“That feels nice,” she says with a moan, and I smile.

“Your ass is a work of art,” I praise as her body accepts my finger to the second knuckle. “It needs to get knotted.”

I curl my finger slightly, feeling the silky smooth walls of her rectum as I begin to pump in and out gently. Her moans grow louder, and more desperate, as a fresh gush of slick coats my finger dripping from her asshole.

“Please, Max,” she begs, her voice breathy and strained. “I need your cock now. I’m warmed up enough.”

Her desperation sends a surge of arousal through me, my cock jerking in response. I withdraw my finger slowly, replacing it with two and scissoring them gently to stretch her further.

“Not yet, princess. Don’t want to hurt you.”

I work her open methodically, my fingers pushing deeper, twisting and spreading to prepare her for my knot. By the time I have three fingers sliding easily in and out of her ass, she’s practically sobbing with need, her body trembling as she pushes back against my hand.

“Please,” she whimpers. “I need you inside me. Need your cock in my ass.”

I can’t ignore her any longer.

I withdraw my fingers and rise to my knees, positioning myself between her spread legs. The head of my cock, slick with pre-cum, press against her prepared entrance.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll fill your tight ass right now,” I tell her, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. “Going to stretch you open and fuck you until you’re screaming.”

I push forward slowly, watching as her tight ring of muscle stretch around the head of my cock. The pressure is incredible- hot, tight resistance that gradually gives way as I press forward. Inch by inch, her body accepts me, her ass gripping me as I sink deeper.

“Ahh! That feels so freaking good,” she cries out, arching her back for more.

“Fuck,” I hiss, sweat beading on my forehead from the effort of not slamming into her all at once. “So fucking tight.”

Beneath her, Damon has his hands on her thighs, keeping her spread wide for me. Gunnar has moved closer, his hand reaching under to fondle her clit as I continue my slow invasion of her ass.

The combined stimulation has her panting, small whimpers escaping her with each centimeter I gain.

Finally, my hips are flush against her ass cheeks.

I pause there, giving her time to adjust to the fullness, my cock throbbing inside her as I fight for control.

“How does it feel?” I ask, running my hands up her back, feeling the slight tremors running through her muscles.

“Full,” she gasps. “So full. Please move, please fuck me.”

I withdraw slowly until just the head remains caught in her tight ring before pushing back in with more force. She cries out, but it’s clearly from pleasure rather than pain.

I establish a rhythm, starting with measured thrusts.

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