Page 96 of Promised to the Alpha Prince

“Ask for it nicely, then.” I pinched her nipples gently.

She groaned. “Please knot my ass, Dmitri.”

“Your virgin ass.”

“Please knot my virgin asshole, yes,” she said. “I want it so bad.”

“You want me there, want the first cock you’ve ever felt there to be mine.”

“Yes, Dmitri, because I’m yours,” she said, sighing, wriggling her cute, little hips at me.

I grunted. “Say that again, omega.”

“I’m yours, alpha,” she said breathily. “Your bride, your wife, your omega, yours.”

I slammed my cock into her. I wasn’t gentle about it. There were ways to be gentle. I could have had her bear down or I could have had her put me inside, but that wasn’t what I did. I brute-forced my way into the tight ring of her and she screamed, and I pushed in further, all the way to my knot, and she panted, her whole body tense, and I ran my hands over her skin. “Sorry, baby, sorry, you make me so crazy I can’t think straight,” I said and then I knotted her.

She shrieked.

Fuck, she felt good.

I reached around to toy with her clit, gently rocking inside the tightness of her tiny virgin hole, the hole I’d just fucking taken too fast, and then I apologized some more, all in a big garbled rush, peppering every apology with an excuse that she just felt too fucking good, that I couldn’t help myself, that sort of thing.

She was breathing real hard, not saying anything, but her hips were moving against mine, fucking herself on my knot as I was deep inside her tight little asshole.

I finally stopped the string of words and just said, “You okay, baby?”

“Better than okay,” she said. “Stop saying you’re sorry and fuck me, please?”

Thank fuck. “Good girl,” I breathed. “I told you, you’re an omega, you can take it.”

“Yes, yes, please, Dmitri.”

“Like my finger here, baby?” I asked, rubbing her clit.

“Mmm, yes,” she said.

“Good girl,” I said, and I toyed with her and fucked her. “Want you to come for your alpha, then, come nice and hard while I’m taking your anal virginity, will you do that for me, will you do just what your alpha wants, baby girl?”

“Yes, Dmtri, fuck yes, you feel so good,” she groaned, moving harder and deeper on me.

I worked my knot in her, moving my finger on her clit, until she fell apart for me, letting out these little broken half-sobs, like I’d never heard come out of her before.

And then I followed her over the edge, and we collapsed into the pillows in the aftermath. She turned to capture my lips and I kissed her like a man gone mad, knotted up inside her, connected to her, feeling euphoric.

“I like it so much,” she breathed. “It’s so intense. It’s so good. I might be, like, a slut for anal, Dmitri. I might want it all the time.”

I chuckled. “No one is going to mind that, pretty girl, no one at all.” Because it would be perfect. There were three of us, and she had three holes. I looked up to see if Johannes and Nikolai agreed with me.

I expected to see them fucking each other, but it was just Johannes, leaning against a set of pillows, his cock soft against his stomach, his chest and abdomen smeared with his own semen, smiling a lazy and very happy smile as he looked at Aurelie.

“Where the fuck is Nikolai?” I said to Johannes.

“Yeah, I don’t know,” said Johannes. “I went to touch him and he was gone.”

I sat up, pulling Aurelie with me, because we were connected. “Didn’t he knot you like I said? Shouldn’t he be tied inside your damned ass?”

“He didn’t knot me,” said Johannes. “We were done, and he pulled out, and then I got distracted watching you two. And then he was gone.”

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