Lake groaned low, and his hips jerked once. “Evan. You feel…” He pushed deeper before slowly pulling out. When he thrust back in, he went deeper, emitting a soft whine. “I…” Another thrust, followed by him dropping his face to my neck and shuddering.
“I know.” I wrapped my arms around him. “There’s nothing else like it, right?”
“Nothing else.” His voice took on a deep rasp. “Need more of it.”
“Me too.”
That was all the encouragement he needed before he let instinct take over. He rocked his hips, plunging in deep before pulling nearly all the way out and shoving back in. Over and over. Slow and fast. Deep and shallow. For someone who had come after only a few seconds of me sucking his cock, Lake fucked like he’d done it a hundred times.
My hands slid down his spine as he railed me, delicious tingles shooting throughout my body. When my fingers reached his lower back, where soft skin met fur, I rubbed the base of his tail.
Lake faltered in his rhythm and released a drawn-out groan.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, worried I’d made things weird. Me and my wandering hand. But his tail was fluffy, and after resisting for so long, I’d wanted to touch it.
“No. I like it.” Lake pumped his hips faster and nuzzled my neck. “Feels good.”
So, I kept rubbing the base of his tail. It must’ve been an erogenous zone. When his cock slammed against my prostate, the pleasure that had been building during the amazing foreplay finally surged forward. I slapped my hands to his ass cheeks and yanked him harder against me, head tipping back as I shook with my approaching release.
“Oh my god. Don’t s-stop. Please, Lake.”
“I’m not stopping,” he rasped, locking his hips in place as he fucked me harder, faster.
“Fuck!” I cried out as my body convulsed, my orgasm crashing into me like a tidal wave.
Lake exhaled against my neck, a soft moan blending with the breath. And then he was coming too, filling me to the brim with warm cum that, like it had done earlier when I’d sucked him, was so much it dribbled out of me. How he still had that much after blowing his load not even an hour ago, I had no idea. But I wasn’t complaining.
“That’s it,” I said, turning my face into his hair. “You’re such a good boy.”
What the fuck? Why did I say that?
However, Lake reacted to the words. A low whine escaped his parted lips, and his pulsating cock throbbed even more. His teeth clamped down on my neck, not too hard but enough to cause a slight sting, and he groaned, the sound causing vibrations against my skin.
Briefly—okay, not so brief, because I might’ve thought of it a few times before this moment—I remembered the omegaverse stories I’d read. The ones where an alpha knotted, tying him and his omega together as he climaxed. They stayed like that for a while afterward, until the swollen knot went down enough to release them.
Lake being a demi-wolf made me curious if he did that too. But it would be a cold day in hell before I ever admitted it aloud.
As the waves of our release receded—and no knots anywhere to be found—Lake pulled out but stayed on top of me, panting with his labored breaths. I smoothed my hand over the dip in his spine and up to his shoulder blades. Petting his back.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, touching the place on my neck where he’d bit me during orgasm.
“No.” I smiled up at him. Did it look as goofy as it felt? I was on cloud nine, high off the pleasure. High offhim.
“It left a mark.” Lake frowned.
“A mark I’ll wear with pride.” I cupped his cheek. “A love bite.”
“The knight will remove my head because of it.”
I snorted. “Maddox has left plenty of marks on me before. He has no room to talk.”
“Do you regret it?” Lake asked, voice soft. “Being with me?”
“What?” When he tried to avert his gaze, I grabbed his jaw and forced it right back to me. “I don’t regret it at all. I wanted to do this. Why would you think that?”
Sorrow filled his eyes. “Because you have two men who treasure you, and I know you love them just as much. You’re so kind to me, but I’m not sure where I fit in. Am I a passing fancy for you? Are you still interested now that you’ve had a taste of me, or will I be discarded? I—”
“Stop,” I said with a quiver in my voice that shook all the way to my core. “You’re not just a fun time, Lake. This meant something to me. It still does.” I rose up to brush our lips together. “You’re mine now, Mr. Wolf. And I’m not letting you go.”
