Page 170 of Bride of Choice

Dropping to my knees, I jumped a little when I went to reach for him and his length jerked, as if to let me know how beyond happy it was to see me. A soft growl rolled up his throat as I pulled his furry foreskin back and took his throbbing length into my mouth.

A long hiss sounded off above me and Gopher’s hips jerked, pressing him more urgently down my throat. Nearly gagging, I pulled back, to do it all over again.

By the time I let him go, his hips lifted as if to chase my mouth. His growls were loud, his body thrashing from side to side but never outright fighting Odix to truly get free.

I was so wet already any assistance in that department was unwarranted.

“Ready,” Gopher growled out gutturally, his hips thrusting into the open air.

Odix grunted, sounding winded as he growled out softly, “Jo take.”

Gopher’s pupils were blown but he was coherent enough to nod his head when I asked him if that was okay.

Climbing atop him, maneuvering around Odix’s arms, I had enough time to line us up and sink down on him, got two pumps in, and Goph was crying out, jerking erratically as he came like there was no tomorrow.

The moment he finished, Odix released him, got one hint of Gopher’s mate lust sitch peeking, and did that crazy neck pinch on him.

Odix lifted me off of Gopher’s fainted form as I made a distressed noise in my throat. I would have reached out for my unconscious mate but Odix’s thick hand slid up my stomach, right up under my hoodie, to rest high on my chest, fingers pressing into my collarbones, the hand at my belly pressing me firmly against him.

His cock was right there, incredibly thick, the mushroom shaped head leaking precum at the tip.

A soft moan left me, unbidden, as he pressed to my pussy lips and they strained at the stretch. I hadn’t been kidding earlier. Odix was a big boy in all the best ways.

By the time he’d worked his cock all the way inside me, my channel straining to hold him, that pinch of pleasurable pain putting me right on that edge, he pulled out until just the tip remained, to slam back home unceremoniously.

I only lasted three pussy battering thrusts before I lost it.

Odix gave it all up to me on the next.

His cock thickened as it burst, like it wanted to seal my opening, making sure absolutely none of his essence seeped free.

“Think… Think he’s okay?” I panted out as my body spasmed and my pussy clenched his still throbbing cock.

Still lost to the moment, his face buried in my hair, Odix grunted, “Mad when waked up but beed fine.”

Allowing myself to fall back against him, I sighed in relief.

Soft grunts left him as his cock continued to jerk, stuffed up inside of me, a heartbeat all its own just throbbing away.

Thick fingers slid down my belly and he felt around that thickness wrecking my shit.

A soft gasp left me whenever his fingers ventured too close to that overly sensitized nub.

His purr vibrated my back, making me feel guilty for borrowing the guys this way.

As if sensing my discomfort but unable to place it, Odix rumbled out softly, petting my overstuffed cunt gently. “Hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t hurt.” Hesitant to say too much and give him the wrong idea, I murmured softly, “As long as you don’t move too much, it actually feels really nice.”

“Goot,” he grunted out.

“You’re stuck, aren’t you?”

Holding up his fingers to show me, holding them a short distance apart, he gave a loud grunt. “Littles bit.”

“I heard some of you lock on, a whole semi-knotting thing.” Curious, I lifted up a little, trying to see what that might look like, if I glanced down.

Odix grunted and yanked me back to him. “Who say?” he grumbled, his voice gone gruff.

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