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I spread my legs wider, gripping my knees, offering myself to receive his gift. I heard a low, guttural chuckle, but all I could think about was the burning ache.
His knot began to press against me. I tried to relax.
“That’s it. Just a bit more,” he said, his voice rough with strain.
Then he plunged, bearing down, forcing the swollen mass inside me. I winced at the stretch, then gasped as bliss washed over me.
“There we go,” he sighed, his mouth finding the spot where he’d bitten me.
He started thrusting, slow and steady, the thick length of his cock dragging his knot in and out of me. Every movement pried me open again and again.
“Ma dirty wee whore,” he growled.“Hawding yerself open fur me like that. I bet ye’d take ma knot up that tight little ass if yae could.”
I gasped at his words, but my cunt clenched around him, and I shattered. I came hard, my muscles locking as he fucked me through it with deep, relentless, claiming thrusts with his knot stretching me wide every time.
Then he roared, the sound ripped from his chest, and I felt his hot seed spill into me in thick, endless spurts.
He kept coming, knot rocking inside me, locking it all in.
He pried my hands away from my knees.
“Sleep, ma darlin’. When yae wake up, we’re going tae do this all ower again,” he whispered.
I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. My body was boneless, spent, but I managed to close my eyes as he gathered me up, shifting me to lie across his chest.
I clenched around his knot, desperate to keep him inside me. To keep the connection.
He groaned low in his throat.
Another thick spurt of come spilled into me.
Chapter 17
Lyall
Now I understood why bonded pairs vanished for days during a heat-rut cycle. Once her heat triggered, it took the reins and mine followed like a beast on a chain. There was no respite. No breaks. Just brief spells to eat, sleep, and piss before I was back inside her.
The Alpha in me thrived on her submission. Her body bent so sweetly to my will. There was nothing Nia wouldn’t do in heat—no act too filthy, no command too much. And it was my duty as her mate to keep her filled and satisfied.
I took that role seriously.
Especially when my sweet girl moaned for the taste of my seed like it was the only thing keeping her alive.
“Are yae tired, ma darlin’?” I crooned as she worshipped my cock with her mouth.“Lie back on the bed, and I’ll feed yae.”
Her lips popped off my tip with a wet little smack. She nodded, dazed and eager, and I grinned down at her. Her hair was tangled, her cheeks flushed, her body a wreck of slick and sweat. We were on day three, and she was still hungry.
Ma messy wee wench.
I settled in her ruined nest as she lay back in my spot. Then I straddled her chest, bracing my knees just over her shoulders.My swollen knot rested heavy on her chin, while my cock lay across her face with the tip brushing her damp hairline.
She moaned like a starved thing before she started licking my knot and the base of my cock like it was a treat meant just for her.
I pulled back and rested the tip of my cock on her bottom lip. She opened up, obedient and eager. I fed her my length inch by inch. Her tongue flicked at the slit, greedy for every stray drop of precum.
“Gud gurl,” I murmured, smoothing her hair back from her flushed face.“Now open wide, darlin’.”
Her lips stretched, tongue out, waiting. She knew the drill. I shifted down over her until my cock lined up with her throat. Then I pressed in, slow and steady, feeling the tight ring of her neck yield around me.
