Page 89 of Nest Of Lies

Ran shows her how to ride me, sitting behind her, guiding her in every movement. He pushes her forward, and I hungrily claim her mouth, and when my hands land on her hips; I find Rans finger’s there, urging her on.

Lia grinds down on me and sinks down until we’re almost groin to groin. I sit up and kiss her hard. She tears her mouth away, kissing my shoulder, but Ran is there, fiercely kissing me.

“How does Valen’s tiny dick feel in you, Lia?”

I bite Ran’s chin. He laughs and pulls away.

“So good,” Lia moans. She sinks down, and I feel her hot heat on my knot.

“Wait!” I say loudly, trying to slow everything. She clenches, and I strangle on the feel of her luxurious cunt.

There’s a heat in her scent. Her eyes are glazed, and she’s losing herself.

“Ran, my knot!”

“I got you,” Ran assures me. “Just sit back and enjoy.”

I zero in on the way her chest is heaving, distracted by a bead of sweat that runs over her collarbone.

“Lia, you’re pushing it close to the edge,” Ran warns her with a nip to her shoulder.

She slams down harder, and only Ran’s grip stops her from impaling herself down to my knot.

“Need your knot.”

I groan. “Ran, off.”

Ranger moves instantly, and I roll us.

“Pin her.”

Ran grabs her wrists and pulls them up above her head. I start moving, really slowly.

“Knot! I need your knot!”

“No knots, Lia,” I growl.

“Are you having fun?” Ran asks instead.

“So much fun!”

“Good. I want you to have explosions,” I whisper and lick her neck. I concentrate on moving inside her, dragging my cock out and thrusting back in. She’s like a hot glove gripping me, holding me tight. It takes everything in me not to slam into her.

I lift her legs up, and she wraps them around my hips, holding on. She’s panting, her head twisting and turning frantically.

“VALEN!”

I lean down and suck on her breast, biting the nipple hard. Her body clenches around me impossibly tight. For a minute, there is just pure feeling, and then I let go of her tit with a wet pop and slam my hips into hers, over and over. The telltale tingle draws down the base of my spine. My balls tighten, and then I’m roaring as I pour my release into my omega.

The moment of pleasure is an eternity, and then I’m laying on her, barely able to support my weight, staring at her, wondering how she’s managed to shatter my world again. My knot is pressed up against her opening, but I haven’t pushed it in. Thank fuck.

“Lia?”

She peels open her eyes, staring up at me. Sated. Calm.

“Are you okay?”

“It was so much fun.”

---