Page 45 of Rescued By Four Alphas
Onyx adds another finger into her ass, and Dahlia nearly screams the house down. Her pussy clamps down on me so tightly I see stars.
"Fuck, Dahlia," I groan. "You're squeezing me so hard."
"It feels so good," she sobs, tears streaming down her face. "Please, I need your cock now, Onyx. I can't wait anymore."
Onyx withdraws his fingers, and I feel Dahlia shudder at the loss. He positions himself behind her, the head of his cock pressing against her prepared entrance.
"This might hurt at first," he warns. "Tell me if you need me to stop."
"I won't," she says firmly.
Onyx begins to push forward slowly, and I watch Dahlia's face as he enters her ass for the first time. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream, her eyes wide with the overwhelming sensation.
"Breathe," I remind her, reaching up to stroke her face. "You're doing so good, baby."
We're both inside her now, and the feeling is unlike anything I've ever experienced. I can feel Onyx's cock through the thin wall separating us, and the knowledge that we're both claiming her simultaneously makes my wolf howl with satisfaction.
"How are you doing?" Onyx asks.
"Full," Dahlia gasps. "So incredibly full. I can feel both of you so clearly."
"Can we move?" I ask, my control hanging by a thread.
She nods frantically. "Yes, please. Move."
We start slowly, working to establish a rhythm. When I thrust up, Onyx pulls back slightly, then when I withdraw, he pushes forward. The effect has Dahlia constantly filled with at least one of us, and sometimes both.
"Oh fuck," she cries, her nails digging into my chest. "Yes, just like that!"
Her pussy grips me like a vice while I can feel every movement Onyx makes in her ass. And Dahlia is completely lost to pleasure, her head thrown back as she takes everything we give her.
"You feel so good," Onyx groans, his hands gripping her hips. "Fuck! This is incredible."
"Don't stop," Dahlia pleads, tears streaming down her face again. "Please don't ever stop. I need this so much."
We increase our pace gradually, finding a pace that drives Dahlia wild. Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls as we fuck her from both ends.
"I'm going to come," she gasps suddenly. "Oh god, I'm going to come so hard."
"Let go," I tell her, my own release building rapidly. "Come for us, baby. Show us how good we make you feel."
"Ahhhh...!" She screams as her body convulses. The sensation is so intense that it immediately triggers my climax.
"Fuck, Dahlia!" I roar as I empty myself inside her, my knot swelling to lock us together.
Onyx follows seconds later, his hips jerking as he fills her ass with his cum. The three of us collapse together in a sweaty, satisfied heap, all breathing hard.
My knot keeps us connected, and I can feel Dahlia's body gradually relaxing as the intensity of her heat finally begins to subside. Her eyes flutter closed, and within minutes, she's asleep against my chest, completely exhausted.
"Is she okay?" Onyx whispers, gently stroking her hair.
"She's perfect," I murmur, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "She's just worn out. That was intense as hell."
We stay in like that for nearly ten minutes, until my knot finally goes down enough for me to carefully pull out. Onyx withdraws more slowly, both of us mindful of how tender she must be.
Dahlia barely stirs as we clean her up with a warm washcloth; her body is boneless with satisfaction. Onyx pulls the sheet up to cover her while I adjust the pillows to make sure she's comfortable.
"She's going to be sore tomorrow," Onyx observes quietly.
