Page 126 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
She turns wild, feral. Pumping at Nate’s cock with one hand and reaching around her to grab at my hair with the other.
Delicious, unhindered noises come flying from her mouth and her skin turns scorching hot.
“Come on, Baby,” I whisper into her ear, thrusting my tongue into her hole and making her gasp. “Come for us, come for us like a good girl. Come on my cock and come on his fingers.”
She’s so wet and when I’m done fucking and knotting her, I’m going to lick up every molecule of slick between her thighs.
“You can wait your turn,” Nate growls.
“We can do it together,” I tell him.
“Do what?” Bea gasps, “do what?”
“Eat you out, little phoenix. We’re going to feast on you together.”
His dirty words send her crashing over the edge. Her body stills, goes limp on a long-drawn-out sigh of pleasure, and then she convulses with the aftershocks, her pussy sucking and clenching around my cock. We don’t give her any rest. I bounce her on my cock right through her orgasm and Nate’s fingers never stop, and together we force another release crashing through her right on the tail of the previous. This time her pussy squeezes me so tight, it forces my own orgasm. I groan as the ecstasy explodes through my body, every part of me singing with pleasure.
Nate groans too, his eyes drifting shut as he spills all over her hands and her thighs. I feel his own pleasure reflected in our bond.
“Shit,” I say, “shit.”
“Knot me,” Bea cries out, “knot me please, Alpha.”
All so new to her and yet she already needs it, knows how good it will be.
“As if I could ever deny you anything, Beautiful,” I whisper, my body still pulsating with pleasure as my knot expands and stretches her pussy wide open.
She winces and we both coo over her, stroking and kissing her skin until that pain subsides and another powerful orgasm rockets through her.
This time it’s my knot her pussy grips and my head falls backwards as I moan with pleasure, my cock releasing more ribbons of seed inside her.
Nate grins, resting his hand on her belly.
“We’re going to fill you so full of come, little bird, your belly will bulge with it.”
Her eyes drift open and she gazes up into Nate’s.
“Okay,” she says. “That sounds fun.”
“It does?” Nate asks, the side of his mouth lifting with a half smile.
“Uh huh,” Bea says, her fingertips trailing down Nate’s body.
Nate’s eyes flick up to mine and I know it’s time to move over.
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Comedribbles down the golden thigh of my little bird. I scoop it up with my fingers and thrust it back up inside her.
Inside she’s warm and soft. Like Heaven.
Her walls quiver around my fingers and her eyes roll around.
“Don’t waste it, little bird.”
She shakes her head, amber eyes dark and focused on me, waiting to see what I’ll do next. I don’t even know myself. There’re so many ways I want to play with her, to make her fall apart.
