“I was going to take you to bed, but drying off feels like it would take for-fucking-ever.” He carries me into the nest, tossing me down on the open mattress. My tits ache as they bounce, but luckily my pussy seems to be fully on board for whatever comes next.
“You are going to let me inside you, right, Mel?” he growls, kneeling between my spread thighs. His black tattoos move and flex as he works his shaft.
I moan, nodding my agreement. Nik is stupidly hot. The way the bond pulses with his arousal only succeeds in heightening my own. Every ab and oblique flexes as he crawls over me, caging me into the mattress.
They’ve done their best to prep me for this. I’ve felt a little guilty the last week because they’ve made me come multiple times, but I’m not complaining about being spoiled.
Nik shoves his tongue in my mouth as his muscular chest brushes mine. He smirks into the kiss, and I know he’s thinking feral thoughts of knocking me up again. My nails dig into his shoulders as I use my feet as leverage to move his crown from my clit to my hole.
“You’ll tell me if anything hurts,” Nik says, raising an eyebrow. “That’s not a question. Promise me.”
“I promise,” I sob, trying to wiggle down on his swollen length.
Nik barely inches forward, and the stretch is extreme. It’s not painful like it was the first few times they fingered me. I leak around his tip.
“More! I’m good. So totally good,” I assure him.
“I love you so fucking much,” he growls, palming the top of my head. He pulls out and slides back in, teasing me with a little more on each stroke. “Still good?”
I nod.
I’m great.
“Damn,” Miller growls, tossing himself down at my side. “Looks like Nik beat me to it.”
I grin. “You’re more than welcome to join.”
“Lean back,” he says to Nik.
Nik grumbles but pulls back until he’s kneeling.
Miller immediately goes for my tits.
“Let’s switch this up,” Nik suggests. He pulls me up, rolling us like I weigh nothing. Once I’m hovering over him, he guides his cock back to my pussy and thrusts up with no warning.
My head falls back as I stretch around his swollen length. He cups my hips, slamming me down on his shaft.
Miller brings my mouth to his. My arm brushes warm skin, and it’s clear he got naked while I was preoccupied.
“Gush around me,” Nik growls, powering up into me from below. “Goddamn, gorgeous. I’m not going to last long.”
Miller palms my tit, flicking his thumb over my nipple. I shudder as everything gets hazy.
“Well, damn,” Oliver grumbles, bouncing against the mattress on my other side.
“I know, next time hit up the group chat if it’s something important,” Carver says, tossing down the baby monitor before pulling his shirt off.
“Whiny fuckers,” Nik snorts.
“Do you think I can knot your mouth?” Oliver asks, brushing his fingers over my cheek. “I’ve been reading about it and it sounds really fucking hot.”
“Oral knotting?” Nik scoffs.
“With that ridiculously long cock of yours? I’m going with no unless you want to compromise her ability to breathe,” Carver adds, kicking out of his pants.
“I don’t know, but I’m open to trying,” I tell Oliver, ignoring my beta.
“I love the shit out of you,” Oliver says, shoving up his glasses. The boyish smile that crosses his face takes my breath away.