Page 81 of The Princess and the Pack

“Put me in your mouth, love,” Oran groans, maneuvering her head to his waiting cock. His strangled moans echo throughout the nest, as do the wet sounds of her eager sucking.

“What a treasure you are.” I moan as I press into the slick, tight center of her.

Pleasure is all I know—all I am—as I rut into her with abandon.

Ivy’s soft hips and plush arse jiggle with each thrust, and I want to roar with how good it feels to have her like this. She’s barely able to keep Oran in her mouth with how she’s moaning.

I fucking I love it.

Thrusting into her harder—faster—my fingers thread into her hair as I pull her off my packmate’s weeping cock. He protests, but I don’t give a shite.

I want to taste the pretty tears on Ivy’s cheeks—need to hear her scream as I shove my knot into her.

Oran recovers fast, leaning forward to lick her tits and rub her little clit as my tongue traces the salt from her skin. Our mate is a whimpering mess, pleading and grasping for us both to brace against her impending climax.

“Come now. Be my perfect fucking girl and come,” I beg, near feral with the need to fill her.

She screams, squeezing me so snuggly when I press my knot into the blessed warmth of her. Ivy gushes apple-cinnamon slick—coating my thighs as I fill her with my spend.

My eyes roll back—my legs practically liquid as Ivy ravenously rocks her hips against me. My knot rubs inside her and I shiver through waves of transcendent bliss while she takes what she needs from me.

“Please, love,” Oran begs—his voice trembles with the telltale sign of release. “Have mercy on your alpha, and let me come.”

Ivy hums, pleased with the notion of treating her mate to a taste of the heavens. She takes him in her hand, tugging and working him over until he comes all over her stomach.

Panting, he grabs her cheeks to kiss her deeply. When he pulls back, I take my turn to steal one of my own. “You’re divine, Ivy. Our beautiful fate.”

Oran leaves to get a warm cloth to clean her, and I settle us on our sides so her back is pressed against my chest. Petting her hair, I purr a steady rhythm to help her drift off.

Deep, unending bliss runs down the bond. I can’t tell from where it stems—her or me. All I know is that this perfect woman in my arms is satisfied, and I plan to keep her that way.

“I love you, petal.”

“Mmm.Love you.”

Thank the gods for that.

For her. For this pack.

Never has something so grand been mine.

It’s been days since Ivy’s heat began, and in that precious span of time, I’ve taken my omega in every conceivable way. Every kiss and tender touch we’ve shared has renewed my love for her again and again.

I have a feeling her heat will break soon, but as much as I want my mate back to her normal, witty self—I’m loath to see it come to an end. She has given herself to us freely, knowing she’s safe in our care. That trust is a heady, drugging thing, and I am so honored to hold it. This time spent together is something I’ll never forget so long as I live.

Ivy’s exhausted now, lazily riding my cock as she seeks release. The subtle rolling of her hips and the wet heat of her cunt aremagic—every single thing about her is divine. But each time I try to help along, she swats at me.

Stubborn. She’s so stubborn in her quest to pleasure me. She’s the one who needs tending to, but even in her heat-induced haziness, my Ivy wants to show me how much I’m desired.

For that, I love her more than I could ever express. So much so that despite the elation I experience every time her cunt slides up and down the length of me—I’m going to end her fruitless mission and give her what she needs.

“You’re a very good girl, omega,” I coo, trailing fingers over my bond mark. She shivers as the touch radiates across skin. “So sweet to care for your alpha like this.”

Ivy nods, pleased that I’ve taken notice of her efforts. There will be plenty of time for lazy lovemaking in the future. For now, however, I lift her from my lap and flip her so she’s on her stomach with her arse in the air.

She likes this position, I’ve found—likes to be fucked into submission while she cries out against her soft sheets. The view is impeccable for me as well.

“Alpha,” she whines, urging me into action.

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