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Her nimble fingers untie my swim trunks, pushing them low enough on my hips for my cock to spring free. Once the monster is loose, there’s no containing me. Desire burns under my skin, and my cock is like a heat-seeking missile—finding her opening with ease.

“Take me hard. I want to feel you for days,” she pleads, raking her nails over my back. The pain turns me feral, and I answer her siren’s call by slamming into her so hard that she lets out a scream.

Her pussy stretches magnificently, molding to my cock as though it was made for me alone, and I revel in the snug embrace. Pulling back and plunging back in with wild abandon as her pleasure echoes around the backyard.

The pool becomes wavy, crashing over the sides, and splashing water across the deck as I pound her harder and harder, faster with every stroke.

“Reach down and pinch your naughty clit,” I demand, twisting my hips to make sure I hit that special spot inside her with each thrust. She’s mewling, crying out in delight, and I can tell she’s close as her legs clamp hard around my sides.

Her fingers trail down her body to do my bidding, pinching, and pressing on the sensitive button between her legs, and I lift her further so I can watch as she plays with her cunt.

“That’s it. Be rough with it. I know you like it,” I growl, pleasure coiling at the base of my spine as my strokes become frantic. Her fingers move faster, and she arches into me with a cry as her toes curl and her eyes roll back.

Shouting in ecstasy, I bury my dick in her inviting pussy as I release rope after rope of cum inside her. My knot expands rapidly, setting off another release, and I see stars as she clamps down hard, causing my cock to twitch and jerk inside her.

We’re both breathing hard as I pull her toward me, bringing her in for a long, deep kiss. Our souls twine, just like our tongues, as our breath mingles. Locked together, yet completely free.

“Good show,” a voice shouts, followed by a slow clap. Snarling at the interruption, I glower at Ty, who’s sitting on a lounge chair sipping a drink.

Vivi blushes redder than a tomato, pushing her face into the crook of my neck as she begins giggling up a storm. The motion pulls on my knot, so I grind it into her until her pussy flutters with desire again.

“Jealous, dickhead?” I ask with a cocky smirk as my omega comes again with a loud moan.

“Mostly yes. But also, did you just knot her in the pool?” he asks with a deeply amused chuckle. “Because you two may be stuck there a while.”

Well, shit….

Chapter Twenty- Four

Ty

“Here, kitty kitty,” I croon to Mako. Not quite the pussy I was searching for. The gray cat twists his head from where he stands vigil at the sliding glass door that leads to our patio. “Whatcha looking at, bud?”

Stepping forward, I peer outside, and I smile at the vision before me. Vivi paces over our deck, phone to her ear. Her muscles bunch as she walks back and forth, a frown tugging at her lips. We have just a little more time before returning to reality, and I want to spend every second with her.

Mako gives a little meow before pressing his paw against the barrier. He snorts and thumps it again, wanting to get out there with her. And I totally second that call.

“Who do you think she’s talking to?” I ask the cat, searching around the room for something to tie around his collar. I’m not sure if he’s allowed out and I refuse to lose our little omega’s cat. “Ah hah, some rope!”

Bending down, I pet Mako’s soft fur, and he bumps his head against my hand with a soft purr. It takes a mere second to tie a knot around his collar, and my eyes dart back up to the frustrated omega outside.

Vivi’s shoulders tense, her whole posture rigid, and my instincts ache to soothe her. Nothing should stress my baby girl out. The door slides open silently, and Mako darts outside, rushing ahead so quickly that the rope in my hand tugs hard.

Sheesh. Stronger than he looks.

Vivi turns at the sound of the little bell tinkling on his collar, and her eyes light up when she sees us. My girl. A fuzzy warmth spreads through my body, wrapping around my heart. She raises a finger, indicating she needs a minute, but bends down to lift the giant cat, who’s now twining around her ankles. She cradles the phone with her shoulder, hefting his bulk and snuggling Mako against her chest.

I want to snuggle her boobs.

Irrational jealousy of the cat trickles through me. But he’s cute and fuzzy—so I guess it’s okay. I hand her the other end of my rope leash and run a finger over her cheek. Vivi’s eyes take on a hazy look at the contact, and I brush my thumb over her skin once more, causing her to bite her lip.

“I wish you could understand, Mom. I’m okay. They’ve been wonderful,” she says, and I can’t help the thrill that runs through me at her words. She’s telling her parents about us! This is really happening. “No, they aren’t forcing me to stay here.”

My knuckles turn white as I back away, and clasp my hands together to fight my urge to snatch the phone from her. How irrational would it be to yell at her mom? Their conversation is causing Vivi’s scent to take on a distressed tinge that has my hackles rising. But that’s exactly what they’re afraid of, and I try to calm myself with the knowledge that they must care deeply about their daughter.

I settle on the couch, gratified and humbled, when she comes and settles in my lap. Her head rests against my shoulder, and my arms wrap around her. She fits against me, it’s as though she was always meant to be there. Every curve pressing against me, filling parts of my soul I didn’t even realize were missing.

“Okay, Mom. I’ll be there. Love you too,” she says, releasing a sigh and pressing the screen to hang up. Vivi’s whole body sags with exhaustion like she’s just completed an emotional marathon, and I don’t like it one bit.

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