Page 56 of Wolves of the Golden Sun

Drago is strong enough to not just support my weight but support it and slowly lower me onto his enormous cock.

The groan I make is ridiculously unsexy, but you try getting skewered with a monster-sized cock.

I catch a glimpse of Rook watching a few feet away. “Jesus, Mary, and the fucking donkey. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.”

One steely arm banded around my middle, holding me tight, and the other over my shoulders, Drago stands and slowly works himself deeper and deeper.

I roll my head back, enjoying the inhuman stretch, the constant push/pull, and the delicious pressure.

It’s so much, so good. It’s enough that he might just kill the rebound heat all on his own.

Drago kisses the top of my head, and I wrap my legs backward around his powerful thighs, hooking my ankles to get more leverage.

I never would have thought of this position,I whisper into Drago’s mind as he’s almost in me to the knot.

I want your mage to have the best view possible,he answers, and a gush of slick pours from me.

Rook makes a delighted groan, kicks the ottoman out of the way, and kneels in front of us.

With me splayed open on Drago’s body, Rook has full access to my clit and wastes no time lapping at it like I’m his favorite dessert.

Soon enough, I can’t help rocking back and forth on his face, which pushes Drago farther into me.

Beloved, I can’t knot you again,Drago says, the pain in his tone obvious through our mental connection.

What? Why? I’m in heat, Drago. A knot is the only thing that brings relief.

Omega, I won’t have you seeing me partially shifted and out-of-control again.

His words make me tense. Is that the real reason he has me facing away from him?

Well, you’ve seen me partially shifted and out-of-control loads of times, so I don’t see what the difference is. Plus, I’m not even facing you, so…

Drago clears his throat.

Um, your mage mate is being rather liberal with where he’s licking.

What? What do you… Oh!

I can’t help the fiery excitement bubbling through my veins.

Well, do you like it?

What’s not to like? I just thought you should know.

Noted.

I work my way down Drago’s shaft until I’m sitting on his knot. “Please, Drago,” I moan.

I feel his chest heave as he draws in his next breath. “I can’t say no to you, Willa. Just please, don’t think less of me.”

“Why would I… Ooooooooh!”

He presses his knot against my opening and my body immediately takes the offering.

Drago howls behind me. His fingers shift into claws and break my skin.

Blood drips down my arm, my side, but I couldn’t give less of a fuck.

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