Page 79 of Locke

I’m not normally a beggar, but apparently with Locke I am.

Without speaking, Locke continued the rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of me. I could feel his knot stretching, growing with each thrust. My body arched and contorted, yearning for the release he promised. The pleasure was building, growing like a tempest, tossing me about as he fucked me.

“Yes, you are going to take it!” Locke growled, his grip tightening on my hip and shoulder. “You need me, and I’m going to give it to you.”

And then, like a strike of lightning, my relief hit me. It coursed through my body, setting every nerve off with pleasure. I shuddered and screamed, clenching around Locke’s cock as his shaft throbbed. Locke let out a grunt and forced his knot inside me. The pain of the stretch morphed into bliss, a searing wave of ecstasy that washed over me.

The knot, not as large as his Lycan was still painful as he pushed it deeper inside. It swelled, pulsing, prolonging the pleasure.

If someone makes knotted dildos, they really need to up their marketing.

I sighed in relief, feeling more and more of his come filling my body. My stomach felt distended as his cock pulsed and emptied into me. The shudder of an aftershock cooled my body and my shoulders slumped in relief.

Locke’s powerful purr, reminiscent of his wolf’s when he slept with me each night, reverberated through the softness of the bed. In that moment, my body surrendered to the comforting sensation, the tension melted away and relieved by his gentle touch.

Locke leaned close, his warm breath tickling my skin, as he left a trail of tender kisses down the curve of my spine, each one sending shivers of pleasure through me. The soft touch of his lips gradually made its way back up to my shoulder, and he gently pressed his tongue against the spot where he had previously bitten me. A delicious mix of sensations flooded my body, causing my senses to heighten. I could feel the tightening of my pussy intensify on his cock and another shiver of aftershock made me moan into the pillow.

“Mmm,” he groaned in my ear, “I could get used to this.”

My body was exhausted even with the sleep, but would I do it again? Absolutely.

Locke gently rolled us to the side, his knot lodged deeply inside me as we lay on the bed contentedly. Occasionally, it would pulse and my body would spasm into bliss.

None of it was normal. Not a single bit. Even if I left out theheatand the knot; the cuddling wasn't a thing that was normal to me either. Locke held onto me. He was petting my hair, placing kisses on my neck and rubbing my arm tenderly. If there was no knot, I was sure he would still do the same.

And I think back to that little boy in my dream, who listened to his mother about mates. How his mother said you never give up on a mate, you hold on to them, fight for them and never give them up. Locke would never give me up. The Goddess herself said so.

And in this moment, I firmly believed it.

“Locke?” I whispered, and daringly, placed my hand on top of his hand, which was caressing my breast.

He mumbled, mid-kissing my neck. “I think you should explain a couple things to me,” I chuckled and felt this cock pulse again.

He groaned and held me tighter. “Yes, I think I owe you explanations about some things. How about over dinner?” Hemoved his hips to push his cock in and out of me, just enough not to dislodge his knot.

I let out a cry, and again I felt another spurt of his come. “Ugh, I needed that,” he sighed."

“My god, how can you come so much?” I turned my head to see a sated look on his face.

“Princess, I’ve been in a rut since you fell asleep. You have no idea how much I have come since you have slept for three days.”

My head fell back on the pillow. “Three days?” I whispered, and then my eyes widened. “Three days!? I haven’t called my fam— I need to go—”

Locke tightened his hold, and we both groaned when I jerked our bodies.

“No one is going anywhere until my knot releases you, mate. Now calm down,” he growled.

“But I can’t!” I panicked. “I have to make a call. Where is my phone? Where the hell are we?”

I quickly scanned the room, my eyes darting from one corner to another, only to realize that we were nowhere near my familiar RV. The room had a quaint, rustic charm, its simplicity evident in the minimal furnishings; a solitary bed, a modest nightstand and a plain dresser. A modern-looking cabin is the only way to describe it.

“I have all your things,” he calmly said. “Like I said, I’ll explain everything. We have time because we aren’t going anywhere for a few days.”

“A few days?” I squealed and my pussy fluttered. We both moaned, and I fisted the sheets.

“Yes, days. You are in your heat because I claimed you. I am in my rut and need to have my knot emptied frequently. It’s a gift to the both of us that it happened at the same time.”

I narrowed my eyes at him but he only grabbed my breast in reply. “We help each other and it is the perfect time to get to know one another. Really, know each other because—”

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