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“Fuck, I love how you scream so pretty for me,” he gasps. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I sob out, my body shuddering as I continue to orgasm.
“Need you to take my knot,” he grunts, his hands squeezing my ass so hard, I know I’ll find finger indention bruises. I don’t think I’ll mind very much though.
His knot is already stretching me, and this is the first time I’ve taken one without my heat. It feels so much more intense.
“Alpha,” I whine, realizing fully how fucking big he is.
“You can do it,” he gasps. “Rub your clit for me, baby. Make yourself come.”
Wiggling, I manage to get my arm underneath me as I do as he says. Tyde continues to praise me, reminding me of how well I’m doing and that I can take his knot.
“So big,” I gasp, almost not registering his low chuckle.
“You’re good for my ego, Little Queen,” he says. “More, fuck,please.”
Somehow, I begin to feel what he is, and it helps to increase my pleasure as it creates a sensory loop. His hips move me farther down the mattress as he fucks his knot into me, and all I can do is hold on as I rub my sensitive bundle of nerve endings.
It’s almost too much, and I gasp as Tyde lays over my back. My hand is trapped underneath me, but he simply continues to push his knot inside of me as he grabs my other hand and threads his fingers through mine.
He doesn’t even speak as he rocks his hips in a circle, lighting up every nerve ending I have.
“Alpha,” I cry out.
“Keep rubbing your greedy little clit,” he says, his voice almost unrecognizable as he ruts inside of me. “Get yourself off. I need your cum all over my knot.”
Whimpering, I continue to rub and roll over my clit, feeling the way my back tingles and my thighs are locking up. His knot slides into place just as I come again, and I feel tears streaming down my face from how intense it is.
Somehow, his hand gets under my body to wrap around my stomach and he bites my shoulder as I pull him into his own release.
He holds me tightly as he shudders and growls through it, his hips continuing to rut his knot inside my pussy. It draws out my own orgasm, leaving me deliciously wrung out as I lay underneath him, breathing hard.
“You’re stuck with me for a little while,” he whispers in my ear, turning while still attached to me.
“I’m okay with that,” I wheeze, my hair sticking to the sweat on my body.
“All mine,” he murmurs, kissing my neck as he spoons me. “I suppose I have to share.”
“Do you?” I ask, feeling loopy after all the orgasms.
“Mmhmm. About that…”
“What did you do?” I tease him. “Are you feeling sorry for them and developing some misbegotten bromance?”
“Did you read my mind?” Tyde chuckles. Since he’s still inside of me and hard as a rock, his cock twitches inside of me as well. His arms hug me even tighter as I shiver. “I don’t know about a bromance, but they would like to take you out to breakfast to talk.”
“I guess,” I murmur, wanting to be an adult about this.
How many times can you be hurt by someone until you have to call it quits for your own sanity?
“Hmm. If they’re assholes, I’ll come pick you up,” he says, throwing his leg over me.
“You’re going to start another round of sex this way,” I breathe, wanting to squirm but loving how it feels to be wrapped in his scent.
“It would serve them right. I know they heard us,” he says.
“Neither of us is quiet,” I giggle, shaking my head. “Why does this have to be so complicated?”
