Page 170 of Promised to the Alpha Prince

“Good boy,” he said. “Lick my mark.”

I did.

Johannes slammed his cock into me, hard, nearly knotting me also. “Shit,” he wheezed. “I didn’t know it would feel like that.”

“Did you like that?” I said and licked his mark again.

Aurelie moaned. “Oh, shit, baby, Dmitri, that’s going to make me come.”

“Good girl,” I whispered.

“You’re going to come for me,” said Johannes in a scratchy voice at my ear, driving his cock into me fiercely.

“Tell me to come, alpha, tell this cock to come. It belongs to you,” I groaned, licking furiously at Aurelie’s mark.

“Come for me, Dmitri,” Johannes said in a rough voice. “Come right now, come for your alpha.”

We all came at once.

Johannes yanked out of me and rolled away, gasping loudly for breath.

I kept licking his mark, and he started swearing at me.

Aurelie was shuddering against me, her nipples hard little points that I began to rub with my fingers.

And Corentin yanked my head back by my hair and I looked up at him. “Oh,” I said to him. “I forgot you hate me.”

“Do,” he said. “I hate you a lot. And I’ve been wanting to work some of that hatred out in your ass.”

“Yeah?” I said. “Well, I guess I can’t stop you, can I? I mean, I guess I’m just helpless and fuckable and right here, and if you want to put your big cock in my ass, I guess you can do whatever you want to me.”

He knotted me.

“Corentin!” said Aurelie. “No.”

Corentin stood up, and I had to come with him, because, you know, his dick was knotted into my ass. He still had a handful of my hair, too. He pulled me back and kissed me roughly.

He reached down and wrapped his hand around the base of my cock, squeezing my knot, and he began to fuck me in a steady rhythm, yanking at my hair with every thrust, the squeeze on my knot a kind of perfect agony. My eyes rolled back in my head.

I’d done shit like this to people before, but having it done to me, it was… wow.

“I’m going to come in you hard,” said Corentin.

“That a threat or a promise?” I said, grinning at him.

He pulled harder on my hair.

“Fuck yes,” I breathed. “Fuck me harder, Corentin. Show me how much you hate me.”

“Shit,” he whispered, and he let go of my hair to band one arm around my stomach and hold me in place as he began to delve deeply into me, even as his thick knot strained inside my sensitive opening. I gazed down at the ink on his forearm, a tattoo of barbed wire wrapping around his wrist. My cock was rock hard and he was still squeezing my knot. I’d just come twice in succession, so I shouldn’t be climbing for an orgasm again, but I definitely was.

“You feel so good inside me,” I breathed. “I had no idea it would feel this good to be fucked like this.”

“You like it?” said Corentin.

“Fuck yes,” I breathed.

“Liked watching you get fucked,” said Corentin. “Really liked watching that. Later on, I want to knot you while you fuck Aurelie.”

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