Page 65 of Pack Plus Three

She laughed breathlessly as she slowly inched her way off me. I almost grabbed her again, keeping her firmly in place. But I didn't want her to be sore from kneeling for too long.

“A warning? Maybe I should put it on my hockey jersey. Gives amazing orgasms. How does that sound?” I grinned lazily at her as she sat up next to me.

“It would certainly make the puck bunnies crazy.”

“But I don't want to make the puck bunnies crazy. I only want to make you crazy.” As we spoke, I gently grabbed her hips, pulling her to me so her back was pressed against my chest, my cock nestled between her beautiful ass cheeks that I constantly found myself staring at.

The sweet embrace only lasted for a second before Daisy was wiggling her ass against my cock, searching for friction.

I had been thinking ahead when pulling her into the spooning position. Given her rather large stomach, extracurricular activities could be difficult, but this angle was perfect.

Grazing a hand up and down her upper thigh, I took a moment to appreciate the softness of her skin before gently hooking my arm under her knee and lifting, exposing her damp pussy to the air.

“You’re taking your time,” Daisy grumbled, thrusting her ass back against me.

“Patience is a virtue, isn’t it?”

“Fuck patience,” she growled.

I nipped at her neck lightly. “No, I would much rather fuck Daisy,” I cooed as I lined up my cock, running the tip over her sensitive clit.

“If you don’t fuck me soon, I’ll—fuck!” She broke off as I thrust forward, gliding into her warm heat until she was strangling every inch of me.

“You were saying?” I asked as I kissed her neck. The hand that wasn't holding her thigh wrapped around and found her nipple, gently twisting.

I set a leisurely pace, knowing she wouldn’t last long before she was clawing at me, goading me into hurrying up. I was in no rush, though; every thrust felt like heaven, and I never wanted it to end.

When the familiar humming in my spine started, I knew I was getting close, but I wasn’t done with her yet. As I pulled back, she whimpered at the loss, and I was right there with her.

“Time for you to set the pace for a bit.”

“Fuck, yes,” she hissed, eagerly moving to straddle my cock, like she had been straddling my face not that long ago.

She wasted no time sinking down on my length, the sight amazing. Unlike my leisurely pace, she set a faster one, desperately grinding down with each thrust, seeking friction on her clit.

I lay back and enjoyed the view of Daisy looking amazing with her head thrown back in ecstasy. There was nothing I wanted more than to spend the rest of my days like that.

Her muscles were tightening further with each thrust, and my mind was starting to feel fuzzy with the sheer glorious sensation of it.

“I’m getting close,” I warned her.

“Me too,” she moaned, her pace becoming disjointed as she neared her release.

Hot breath tickled my neck as she lowered her head, thrusting on my cock once more as her teeth clamped down on my shoulder, biting.

My vision blurred as white-hot fire burned through my veins. The sensation ricocheting through me was so potent, so heady, as if every fiber of my being was changing for the better.

Through the fog of sensation, I could feel the teeth in my neck, the thighs clenching around my hips, her hands on my chest.

A warmth, an awareness, settled in my chest as the bond opened—but it wasn’t quite complete yet.

I needed to bite her back.

Daisy reared back, her eyes hazy as the bond started to take root in her. “Bite,” she whined.

I didn’t need to be told twice. Leaning up, my lips found the juncture between her neck and her shoulder, and I bit down—probably harder than I intended, but the blood pounding through my head was setting me on edge.

The moment my teeth punctured her skin, the cascade of sensations set off both of our releases, the base of my cock swelling, her pussy clamping down on my knot as she milked me for every drop of cum.

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