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“W-what’s h-happening?” she asks, eyes blown wide as my cumcauses her own cascade of pleasure. “F-fuck!” Her orgasm hits hard, clamping her cunt down around my cock as she milks even more of my seed from me.

I attempt to push back the waves of pleasure enough to apologize for not warning her. I didn’t think I’d need to. This shouldn’t have happened. Panic about hurting her seeps into my bliss, but I can’t get any words out, only managing a guttural groan as I feel Eden come again as she writhes on top of my cock.

Mezli lets out a derisive huff, and I tear my eyes away from Eden to see her glaring at me. “Looks like Lord Nafar got greedy. I’m going to go get a drink while you two are…stuck together.”

“We’re stuck?!” Eden squeaks, then collapses forward as her third orgasm hits.

“Yep.” Mezli pats Eden’s arm, and then shoots me another withering look. “Have fun.”

“I didn’t mean to! I didn’t know it could happen! I’m sorry—ungh!” I say, groaning as more pleasure hits. Apologizing to my mate as I come is agony. She looks like she wants to tear my cocks off, and Eden can’t stop whimpering from the overload of pleasure.

Mezli pushes herself off the bed, and I try to grab her wrist to beg her to stay, but she curses and pushes away. In a panic, I attempt to lift Eden off of me, but she doesn’t budge. We’re truly trapped together.

“Mezli, w-wait!” Eden says, sending her a pleading look.

Her expression softens, and she strokes Eden’s arm. “I’m fine. I’ll be back in a bit.”

It’s obvious to me that she’s not fine, but Eden seems to accept it, nodding. Mezli snags a robe from the hygiene room, then stomps down the stairs to the lower part of the suite and out of sight.

Fuck, I’ve made a mess of this.

“E-Eden, I’m so sorry,” I groan, another rolling release hitting me. “My cock will release us in a few minutes, but until then, it’ll be…a lot.”

The sweet, lovely human sits up, her eyelashes fluttering as pleasure hits her, but she smiles down at me. “I did ask for a memorable first time.” She chuckles weakly and then moans.

Neither one of us can talk or think much as we wait for my knot to go down. She lays her plush body across my chest and I stroke her hair, reveling in the press of her breasts and stomach against my body as sensation washes over us. It’s undercut with worry about Mezli’s reaction, but damn, it still feels incredible. My heart splits open and pours out into Eden and it may sound crazy, but I get the sense hers does the same.

When my knot finally releases, both cocks sliding back into my slit, Eden inhales sharply at the rush of my cum flooding out of her overstretched pussy.

“Apologies,” I murmur as she eases herself off of me and sits beside me on the bed with a slight wince. Seeing her in discomfort cuts through the heady fog of pleasure we just shared, and like a popped balloon, all my happiness bursts.

I sit up beside her and place a hand on her thigh. “Shit, Eden, are you alright?”

“I’m okay. More than okay. That was amazing. Best first time ever,” she laughs weakly. “Just might need to, uh, rest for a while before doing it again.”

My single-minded cocks threaten to swell and extrude again in record time at the thought of fucking Eden again, but worries about Mezli keep them contained. I smile at Eden, stroking her thigh in a way I hope conveys the affection I feel for her. “I’m glad it was alright. You were perfection.”

Eden kisses my cheek, warming my heart even more. “I’m sorry Mezli got so upset. If I’d known that would happen, we could have stopped.”

“You did nothing wrong.” I shake my head adamantly. “I assumed it would be a non-issue since it’s not normally possible…”

“Why not?” Eden asks, though I sense she already knows the answer.

“It’s not something that can happen with most partners. As Mezli mentioned, it’s for reproduction. With a mate.” I sigh, placing my face in my hands, wishing I could scrub away the way Mezli looked at me when she realized what had happened. Did she think I somehow forced it just to spite her?

“Oh.” Eden is silent for a long moment, leaving me to wallow in thoughts that I’ve hurt both of thexalasin my bed tonight. When she speaks again, her voice is soft and hesitant. “It’s not possible with someone who’s not your mate?”

I look up at her with a humorless smile. “No. Though, we obviously disproved that theory. Maybe it’s a myth. Or maybe it has something to do with human anatomy.”

“Oh,” she says again. I give her space, not brave enough to expand on my answer.

A long silence stretches out between us before she speaks again.

“I thought maybe it was because there’s something between us,” she says softly.

My chest fills with bubbling elation at the thought of her feeling the same way I do about her.

“I can’t help feeling like it’s somehow my fault that you could knot me. That the whole ‘only possible with mates’ thing is more about the depth of the feelings someone has. As it was happening, it felt like…” Eden breaks eye contact, looking down at her hands. “It felt like my body knew that you matter to me and let you in.”

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