Page 39 of Lost
“No,” I growl. “You’re fucking perfect, Nova. I’ll give you everything.”
My mouth covers hers as I continue to torture her breasts. Nova likes her foreplay rough it seems, and I can feel the front of my pants getting wet with her slick. I bet the reason she can’t get off properly is because I’m hers.
Biology is something that you can’t get away from, and the universe keeps bringing her into my orbit. Biting down on her lip, her answering groan is raw and loud.
“More,” she begs.
“Yes,” I rasp.
My hand continues down her body, grabbing her luscious ass before hooking her leg behind my back. I’m still wearing most of my clothes, but I doubt that’ll last for long if she asks me to remove them.
My larger, thicker fingers push inside her pussy, and she begins to breathe faster as I rock them over her nerve endings.
“I want to fuck anyone else out of your mind,” I growl. “I want to ruin you for anyone else until my cock is the one you crave.”
“Yes,” she gasps, her hips pushing up as I add another finger. “This would be better if your cock was inside of me.”
“All things come to those who wait,” I promise, licking up her throat. Strawberries are my new favorite fruit, and I want to have it every day.
My thumb insistently presses and rubs over her clit, not bothering to edge her. I want to give her relief, and regardless of my words, I don’t want to make her wait. I don’t know how many hours passed while she was in heat alone and scared.
I’m trying to give her relief without giving her my knot, despite my teasing words. I just don’t think that’ll be possible with how warm she’s running. Nova is dangerously close to a medical emergency due to trying to ride her heat out alone.
“I can only imagine how tightly you’ll grip my cock,” I groan, kissing her. “Your pussy is already strangling my fingers, baby.”
“Does it…oh fuck, don’t stop, please!” I’m almost certain she was going to say something else, but since it doesn’t align with my current objective, I let it sleep.
I have her pussy stretched wide around my fingers, and her clit is needy and swollen.
“I want you to soak my fingers,” I growl. “Your scent needs to be so strong that I can smell you on them for days.”
Her cunt viciously tightens around my fingers, and my hips grind against her thigh with a mind of their own.
“Atta girl,” I rasp. “Give me your sweet slick, Nova. We both need it.”
Her head thrashes on the pillow as she comes for me, the walls of her pussy pulsing as her body shudders.
“Yes, fuck, Tyde,” she screams.
“Holy shit,” Caleb whispers, standing just outside the door with Lars. They’re both sporting erections, their gazes on us as Nova’s skin flushes with arousal.
“I…”
I had said I was going to lay down beside her, but this is so much more than that.
“You’re doing what you’re supposed to do as her alpha,” Lars growls. “Nova, do you want to come on his tongue?”
“Yes,” she says, breathing hard.
Nova doesn’t ask why they’re standing there, and part of me wonders if she thinks she’s locked in a dream.
“Clean up my fingers and suck,” I say, her pussy trying to pull them back in.
Her chest pants as I smear her slick over her lips before I push them inside of her, moaning as she cleans me up.
“I want to see your cock,” she mumbles around my fingers and I groan as my dick decides that’s a really good idea.
“Nova,” I groan, climbing up her body to suck on her tits.
