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“Need you to let go, baby,” I whispered, nosing her temple and breathing in the scent of her sweat and arousal. “Fly for me. Take me with you.”
A low groan radiated between us, our inner voices hissing with pleasure.
Ashley came without sound, her hole clamped down on my cock.
Buried deep, I tumbled with her, thrusting with every thick spurt of cum through my shaft. Wetness leaked out around her rim, soaking the couch beneath us. Groaning, I squeezed her tight until I finished.
My breaths came in pants as I peppered her head, temple, and cheek with kisses.
She rested, her mind quiet. Empty.
A sense of satisfaction welled up inside me, and still deeply connected physically and emotionally, I laid us down on the couch, wet spot be damned. Murmurs of praise and adoration spilled from my lips as I petted every inch of her skin I could reach, even slipping fingers into her pussy a few times, stroking against the membrane along my semi.
While she rested, I shifted enough to pull my cock out an inch and push back in, slow strokes that built my need back up in a matter of seconds.
“Going to flood you again, sweet girl of mine,” I murmured, caressing over her breasts.
She sighed and arched slightly.
All the consent I needed.
If only Dolyn would allow me to love and pleasure him as easily as our female did.
Chapter 35
Ashley
For the first time in days, I rested. Full-on silence in my head, muscles relaxed, and libido spent.
Vanni continued to stroke into my ass, and I squeezed my ring tight around him, desiring to help him feel good.
“Ash,” he groaned, large hands sprawled over my chest, and he clutched me to him.
I laced my fingers through his, eyes closed, head still somewhat fuzzy as he gently chased his second orgasm. Heat tucked in close against my back, his heart thumping in perfect time with mine.
A small smile curved my lips. I loved this man. More than anything, I looked forward to completing our bond, being one with both him and Dolyn. Refusing to think on his absence and the hurt it caused my heart, I focused on my alpha, clenching my stretched pucker around his cock, coaxing him to fill me again like he’d promised.
With a deep growl, he buried deep.
Heat erupted in my ass, pulses of his cock throbbing inside me.
I moaned, tightening my fingers around his.
“Ash—baby. My love.” His hot breath ghosted over the top of my head, his euphoria, the sense of contentment and release wafting over me like a gentle, springtime breeze.
A heavy sigh shuddered through me, and we lay still, slowly relaxing.
Vanni nuzzled my hair. “I made a mess of you and this couch.”
“We’ll both clean up,” I murmured, still not ready to rouse fully.
“How are you feeling, baby?”
Brain somewhat more online, I took stock of my body. Zero residual pain lingered along my backside where he’d flogged me. Every impact had flooded me with a sense of Dolyn, like the toy crafted from parts of his beastly body made him present even though he hadn’t been. I’d never enjoyed a scene more or fallen so completely into subspace.
“I’m perfect,” I assured Vanni. “You’re perfect, and I want you to use that flogger on me again when Dolyn returns.”
“After I take the cane to his ass first.”
