Page 26 of The Pack

Callum groaned, his cock throbbing inside me, and then he came. His hot seed spilled into me, and I moaned, my body shuddering.

He pulled out, and Killian spun me around and kissed me deeply, his tongue dancing with mine, his lips moving against mine, and the heat surged, hot and strong.

When he broke the kiss, his eyes locked on mine.

“My turn,” he growled, his voice low and hungry.

His cock was thick and hard, pressing against my stomach, and I couldn’t help but moan at the thought of having him inside me too.

Killian lifted me up by the hips, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking my ankles together behind his back. He gripped my ass, holding me in place, and then he lowered me onto his cock.

My breath hitched as he entered me, the sensation almost too much all at once. He stretched me wide, filling me up, and I gasped, the sound spilling from my lips.

“That’s a good girl,” Killian murmured, his voice low and husky. “Take my cock. Take every last inch.”

He started to move, thrusting into me, his cock pumping in and out of my pussy. I tensed as pleasure washed over me. My mind was hazy, my body aching, but the heat inside me refused to let up.

Killian slammed into me, his pace growing more frantic, his cock driving deeper.

I cried out, shuddering as the pleasure consumed me.

Killian leaned forward, his lips brushing against mine.

“You’re going to take our seed, every last drop we’re capable of making,” he said, his growl rough with desire.

I nodded, whimpering as he thrust into me, his pace growing more frantic.

“That’s our good girl,” he murmured, his voice heavy with lust. He slammed into me, hard and fast, and then lifted me up off his cock and placed me down on my hands and knees with his cockstill inside of me. It was a heady, weightless sensation and then he pistoned into me with the force of a freight train.

“Please,” I begged. “Please, please, please!”

Killian groaned, his voice low and strained. His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my skin, and I moaned, the sound spilling from my lips.

“Yes,” he growled. “Beg for it, mate. Beg for my come.”

“Please give it to me,” I whimpered. Killian slammed into me, his thrusts growing harder and more erratic, and I cried out, my body shaking, my legs trembling.

“You need more than just all our seed. You need us to put a baby in you, don’t you, mate,” he asked, and my heart quivered with anticipation.

“Yes,” I answered, hoarse from the countless number of orgasms they’d already wrung from my body.

Suddenly, Killian’s hand was on the back of my neck, pressing me down against the soft grass. His other hand dropped to cup my left bottom cheek, before slipping into my cleft and glancing over my asshole with his thumb.

“Good,” he said, his voice low and predatory. “Because I’m gonna give it to you.”

I moaned, my body tensing as his thumb roughly pushed into my ass. It felt painful in a way, but good, and I rocked back against him. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep my cry quiet, the pain radiating around my tight rim and spiraling up and down my spine, but the pleasure that came with it was even stronger.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked gruffly. “You like the way it feels, my thumb in your ass, while I fuck you.”

“Yes,” I whispered, shame coursing through me.

Killian laughed, the sound low and dangerous, and he leaned forward, his chest pressed against my back.

“Then you’re going to love this,” he growled, and his cock pulsed inside me.

I cried out, the sudden, unexpected pressure almost too much to bear. My body shook, and I came again, my eyes rolling back in my head.

I came so hard that black rimmed the edges of my vision. Killian didn’t slow down, his cock sliding in and out of me with ruthless force, jolting my body forward with every thrust.

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