Page 138 of The Heart of Winter

Winter submitted fully, eyes closed, mouth open, panting softly. I felt a strong urge to thrust into him, but I waited a little longer to prepare him perfectly.

I gathered some of my pre-cum and slipped it inside. Winter was producing a lot too, so I used that as well. He was now thoroughly lubricated.

Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer. I rose and positioned myself over him, my face just above his. He opened his eyes. His pupils were huge, nearly swallowing the pale circles of his irises.

"Do it, Sariel," he said. I wasn’t sure if he meant just the sex or something more. Energetically, I sensed it was more than just sex.

Now was the moment. I pressed against his entrance, slowly sinking into him, feeling a wave of overwhelming pleasure that eclipsed even the pain in my leg.

Winter was so tight and hot. I thrust into him, pushing my hips forward until I was buried fully, my pubic bone pressing against him.

"God, this feels so good…" I gasped. "Wonderful, damn, you’re so tight…" I moaned, struggling to hold back my climax.

Winter whimpered, cheeks flushed, breathing fast. His heart pounded. "Fuck, I’m so full," he whispered.

Trying not to come too soon, I started to move, slowly at first, but my body demanded more. I could only support myself on one foot, so I grabbed the edge of the mattress behind Winter’s head, which helped me move properly.

I began thrusting, groaning, waves of pleasure rolling through me. Our bodies slid together, still damp from the water. Needing more, I leaned forward and kissed him fiercely.

It felt incredible being inside him in every way. I wanted it to last, but I knew it couldn’t.

Then I felt a tickle in my jaws, and a burst of joy filled me. I wanted this. I needed it so badly!

Pressure built in my gums as I worked my hips, thrusting deeper and harder. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I let out a sound, a mating call.

Winter answered with a sound I couldn’t describe. Maybe it was his beta body’s attempt to respond, even though his throat wasn’t built for it.

Whatever it was, I leaned in and sank my teeth into his gland—

Bam! We both climaxed.

I felt the hot burst of his release on my stomach, his channel clenching tight, rippling, milking my cock, pulling the orgasm from me.

Only then I looked at his face, his orgasm face. It was open, beautiful, different. I stared, mesmerized.

Winter let out a long, deep moan, and just then, something else happened, my knot expanded again.

Yeees!

Shuddering with extra pleasure, my body unraveled, the orgasm seemingly endless.

Fucking him like this, having him beneath me, was pure heaven. I wanted it to last forever.

But finally, after what felt like a full minute of trembling, the wave passed.

Motionless, I lay with my mating fangs still sunk into his neck. I didn’t want to pull away. I needed to keep my teeth buried in him, just like my cock was buried inside him.

Winter didn’t protest. I heard his breathing, his racing heartbeat, and felt his arms wrapped around me.

It was perfect, maybe the best I’d ever felt in my life. Fulfilled. Happy.

I just lay there, not sure for how long, drifting in and out, half asleep, or maybe caught in some heat-induced trance.

My head felt like a helium balloon. I floated in warmth, in bliss.

But just as I became aware of how good I felt, how at ease I was, another, heavier thought crept into my mind.

A distant rumble vibrated through the cave.

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