Page 33 of Prodigy & Tybalt
Tybalt
Iwould burn down the entire world if it kept Miraya purring. I didn’t mean that lightly, either. I was pretty fucking fond of the world, or at least parts of it. The Knights, the compound, that shop in town that sold the softest fleece blankets with cute-ass patterns on them. But I’d let it all go up in flames if it kept the woman splayed out in the bed between Prodigy and I purring.
I couldn’t even imagine how insane it would feel to be inside her while she purred like that. It scrambled my fucking mind when Prodigy purred while he fucked me, let alone someone so soft and beautiful and tempting as Miraya. I reached down to grab the base of my cock, aching to be inside her. The haze of a rut was gathering in the back of my mind. One taste of her pussy and I’d go feral to fuck her.
“Fuck,”Prodigy groaned, a deep, sexy rumble that made my cock jerk in my hand. “Oh, shit.Miraya.Fuck, you’re so beautiful, this pussy is unreal, so good I can’t take it.”
She kissed my throat and licked the remnants of blood from the sharp edges of her teeth, a gleam of delight and cockiness in her beautiful green eyes. Yeah, it was a thing of beauty when Prodigy fell apart. The closer he came to release, the more out of control he became, gasping and groaning, spilling praise with every word. It was a new experience to watch it happen without him rearranging my guts, making my own brain malfunction.
I sat up on my heels, grabbing a fistful of his burnished curls. “You gonna come for our girl? Fill this needy pussy to the brim.”
His eyes slammed shut, his breathing laboured, thrusts rapid and erratic. He was as close to losing control as I’d ever seen him, and I fucking loved it. I kissed him hard, parting his lips to suck the taste of those desperate growls from his tongue. I was a little proud of how instantly he came, Miraya and I ruining him completely. His back arched, breathing an absolute wreck, and he gripped Miraya’s hips like a lifeline as violent shudders worked through him, each one giving me a strangled groan to swallow down.
“So goddamn hot,” I said against his mouth, watching his long lashes flutter, his hips finally stilling after a last thrust. He held my entire attention until Miraya whined, and I looked at our girl to find her thrashing her head from side to side, her hips churning, taking Prodigy’s cock deeper. “Does our pretty warrior want to come again?”
When her glazed eyes lifted to mine, they fixed on the bite on my throat. Grinning, I arched my neck to give her a better view, and shegrowled.The sound gave me butterflies in my stomach and my cock at the same time.
I spanked Prodigy’s backside. “Move your sexy ass. Our girl wants my cock. Don’t you, Miraya?” I gave my dick a long, slowstroke from root to tip, a ragged breath leaving my chest when she licked her lips. Jesus. Next time, I’d fill that sweet, snarky mouth, but right now we both needed to be joined hip to hip. I wanted to feel it, wished her bite had bonded us, but the mark was a gift in itself, a claim for all to see. I couldn’t wait to parade myself around the entire damn city.
“God,” Prodigy groaned, his head bowed. “Don’t make her throb, I’m too fucking sensitive.” He gritted his teeth as he withdrew slowly. He flopped onto his back in the nest and pulled Miraya close, a satisfied, rumbling noise in his throat. “I need a kiss, ray of light. Right now, or I’m afraid I’ll wither away and perish forever.”
I snorted. My amusement darkened to need at the sight of my two loves kissing, slow at first, loving and explorative but rapidly corrupted into something filthy and hot. When she flung her leg over Prodigy’s to present to me, I fucking lost it. My mind muddied, my instincts grabbing full command of me, sending me into a rut.
In seconds, I had my cock lined up with her entrance, and sank inside. My eyes rolled at the heaven of her heat, her softness, the slick quivering muscles gripping me.
“So wet. So fucking good for me,” I babbled, my hands finding a home on her hips, pulling her ass back at the same time I thrust forward, taking it slow for all of two thrusts.
“Alpha,” she whined between devouring kisses from our president. The affection in my chest erupted at the sound. I would do anything for her, as an alpha, as a man—all of me was hers now, dedicated to making her happy, making her purr, making her squeal like she did when I fucked her properly, trying new angles until I hit her sweet spot.
“Good omega,” I groaned through a purr, my chest full of the noise. It was one of praise and approval and sheer adoration. “My omega.”
She ripped her mouth from Prodigy’s and sank her teeth into his neck a moment before her pussy strangled my cock, deep rippling suction clouding the last thoughts from my mind. I fucked her like a man possessed, going harder with every cry from her lips, going faster with every squeeze and throb of her cunt, fucking her through one climax into another. And then another, and another, until I was drenched in her slick, until the sounds of our bodies smacking together got so fucking hot that I couldn’t take it.
“Knot,” she ordered in a sexy growl-groan noise that sent electricity down my spine, pouring liquid pleasure into my balls, my knot, and the base of my cock.
I needed to see her, needed those pretty eyes on me. I withdrew for one second, flipping her onto her back, half splayed over Prodigy, and then I was back inside her where I belonged.
I was too far gone to even praise her as she arched up into me, fingernails biting into my biceps, demanding I give her what she wanted. The feeling of her pussy stretching to take my knot was sheer insanity. It had been decades since I felt it, and this had the power to throw me into traumatising memories, but my omega’s purr and those beautiful eyes grounded me right here. I clutched her ass with desperate hands, lifting her hips, pressing a little deeper. My eyes fucking crossed. I was already coming, ruthless pleasure making me bow over her body, teeth gritted as I gave her even more, not stopping until my whole knot was gripped by the divine, maddening heat of her pussy.
“Oh god.” My head landed on her chest, heat boiling through me, pleasure a fucking typhoon. “Oh god, oh god.”
And thenshecame, and I was sure I’d died. I had her bite on my neck, her legs wrapping possessively around me, and one of her hands came to rest on my head, ensnaring in the roots of my hair. Like she was scared I’d ever leave. As if I had the fucking strength or inclination. Every squeeze of her pussy around mewas the most intense stimulation; I felt it all across my body, an electric tingle that set my skin on fire, every breath a desperate chant of, “oh god, oh god.”
When her muscles finally relaxed around my knot with a last flutter, letting me collapse against her with a ragged groan, I wouldn’t have been surprised to learn my heart had given out.
The rut broke like a pane of glass under the impact of a baseball bat, and I let out a deep breath, my eyes closing. She smelled fucking incredible this close, an intoxicating mix of sweat, slick, and fresh cut flowers. I gulped down rough breaths of it, aware that I was locked all the way inside her and I only had a few minutes, maybe even one, before my girl started rolling her hips against me, strangling my cock and knot with another release.
“Jesus,fuck,Miraya,” I groaned, kissing the nearest bit of skin—the soft mound of her breast. She was like fucking silk against my lips. I kissed her again, loving the feeling against my mouth.
“Alpha,” she said in a husky voice that went straight to my dick. She repeated it, until I blinked up at her. Her fingers slid from my hair to stroke my neck, the side she hadn’t marked. “Bite?”
“Oh, fuck yes,” I groaned, lifting my head with Herculean effort, my bones like lead, legs like jelly. I gave her the unmarked side of my throat and fucking melted when she bit me. It felt damn good to be claimed and marked. I had Prodigy’s mark on my inner thigh, and another on my shoulder, but we’d kept that shit private because it was no one’s business. But maybe I should get one from him in a visible area, too. Cover my whole body in marks, like I’d covered it in ink.
Fingers carded through my hair, massaging my scalp the way I loved and drawing a long groan from me. “Good boy,” Prodigy purred.
“Shut the fuck up.” He was gonna make me come again. I batted an arm in his direction, but I was so lethargic he caught it before I could make contact. I slid my gaze in his direction, my eyelids heavy.
“Barclay,” I rasped.
