Page 120 of Pucking the Enemy

“Well, your wish is my command, Duchess.” I could hear the smirk in Roman’s voice as he thrust forward, splitting me open with a single, powerful thrust.

I gasped for air, my grip on Seb’s cock tightening, as I tried desperately to ground myself.

“So full, so big,” I moaned.

Seb chucked. “When she speaks like that, I’m not surprised you have an ego,” he said.

“She does have a way of making you feel ten feet tall. Fuck me, Duchess, you’re taking my cock so well, and soon, you’ll be taking my knot.”

“Now, please,” I panted. His fingers were still attacking my clit, and coupled with his cock and Seb playing with my breasts, I was a goner.

My head started to buzz as my body trembled with my imminent release.

“You’re already clamping down on my cock, Duchess. That’s not fair. I’m going to come far too fast and embarrass myself.”

“Oh no, how terrible.” I laughed, throwing my head back, thrusting my hips to meet his quickening pace.

“That’s it,” Roman growled, his thrusts increasing. “I’m going to fuck every last drop of my cum into you, and you’re going to take it like a good girl, aren’t you? This pussy is hungry for us, isn’t it? So wet and warm and needy.”

I nodded in agreement, unable to form words. My core tightened almost to the point of pain.

“She’s close. I can tell by her face.” Seb smirked, gently kissing me.

“Last chance, Duchess, we’re both about to blow. Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” I growled against Seb’s lips. “Fuck me, knot me, bite me, claim me. Make me yours, alpha.”

My words had their desired effect. His pace became frantic, and with a roar, Roman thrust deep. I swore I could feel him bumping against my cervix as the base of his cock rapidly expanded.

I was teetering on the edge, my own release so close, but I needed a little something to push me over the edge.

That something came when Roman’s teeth sank into the skin an inch below my ear. My vision whited out and my body convulsed violently with the waves of my orgasm. My limbs went numb with the intensity, and there was a burning in my chest as something deep within me changed.

“Fuck!” I sobbed. “Alpha!”

His cock throbbed with release, every pulse sending more waves of pleasure through my body.

“You’re taking his knot so well. So full of alpha cock while he claims you. It’s a fucking beautiful sight,” Seb murmured, leaning in to kiss me. “Soon, it’ll be me fucking, filling, and claiming you.”

Roman’s hand appeared in front of my face, and I took the opportunity to pounce, my lips wrapping around his wrist as I bit, hard, the bond solidifying.

All I could do was whine in response as the waves of release finally started to ebb. Roman groaned against my neck, his teeth finally surrendering me.

“You’re perfect,” Roman panted.

We lay together for a moment, breathing and reveling in the new sensations that were crashing through our chests.

“I can feel you,” I admitted in a hoarse voice.

“It’s fucking amazing,” Roman said, kissing the top of my head as he wrapped his arms around me from behind and pulled me tighter against him.

His presence in my chest was almost overpowering at first, but as the bond settled in, it became far more comfortable.

“You’re happy,” I said. “I can feel it.”

“I’m fucking ecstatic.”

When I woke from an orgasm-induced nap coma, I turned my attention to Sebastian, who was still lying in front of me, beaming down at me. His cock was rock hard and waiting for me.

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