Page 60 of Damaged Princess

I stomp down the hallway until I get to the door of the nest. I head inside and it's dark. The lights are turned down to practically nothing.

Anastasia is wrapped around Cas's chest. He sees me and his hand pops up, giving a wave.

This nest is designed similar to the one in our room at the lodge except the mattress is raised much higher and takes up the majority of the room. It's likely because this room was created solely for guests when renting it out. The original owners are betas.

When you walk in there's a small "L" of carpeting. If you head straight about three feet there's a small bathroom on your right. If you take a left after walking in there's a longer walkway that frames the front of the nest. There are a few cabinets lining the walls or you can climb the stairs which leads to a den-style nest. It's surrounded on three sides by walls and the front has a sliding curtain. It's pretty standard for a small pack nest.

The curtain is mostly open. It's easy enough to see Ana is knocked out. Her lips are softly parted, and Cas is watching her sleep like a total creeper.

I'm fucking beat. Ana kept me up all night.

I strip naked and head up the stairs. Crawling up the mattress, I realize just how exhausted I am. I slide up by Castro's side, running a hand over Anastasia's back. She smells sweet andfaintly of Vik. It's not overpowering so it's likely she showered afterward. Ehh, I'm not upset. If anything, I'm relieved they're working their shit out.

I cuddle into Cas's side and fall asleep before I can do much more than close my eyes.

I wake up bathed in the scent of Anastasia's perfume. The nest is flooded with the smell of her cunt. I run a hand over my face and try to figure out why I feel like my chest is on fire. It becomes evident almost immediately.

Ana's stretched out over me, and Cas is gone. Anastasia wiggles, groaning in her sleep, but it's clear she's not awake. My free hand is planted on her ass. The long-sleeve t-shirt she was sleeping in has ridden up around her middle and her bare pussy is resting just above my very hard cock.

My hand on her hip flexes, pulling her ass apart as I stifle a growl. The smell of her pussy has flooded the room so strongly the fog starts to creep in.

Ana moans in her sleep, grinding her cunt against my pelvis. My cock twitches, immediately ready to satiateallher needs.

She's beautiful all the time, but she looks so peaceful while she's sleeping that it makes my heart race. Her thick blonde lashes fan over her cheeks as she breathes steadily.

Her eyes jump behind her eyelids. I bet she's having an enjoyable as fuck dream. Luckily my arms are long. It takes no effort to stretch over her and grip my cock. My thumb teases the head as I give my shaft a jerk.

Ana wiggles against me; I'd guess she's chasing friction for her throbbing clit. I work my free hand between us, running the backs of my fingers over her tight nipple. Her slick little cuntcontinues to gyrate over my pelvis and lower stomach. My hand works my shaft slowly.

My pulse races as I bite my lip to stifle the moan that tries to escape. She's quite literally leaving a wet spot on my skin. I know what she needs. She grinds lower until she's about to bump into my crown. I thrust into her in one well-coordinated movement. Her tight little hole stretches around my tip. She's absolutely soaked and she's burning up. It's to the point it makes my dick burn. She wiggles further down on my cock, gasping like she's desperate for more.

I snarl, there's no holding it back.

"Wolfe," she sobs, shivering against my bare chest.

I smirk. The little vixen is dreaming about me. I sit up in a crunch that makes my abs flex. I have a brief moment of questioning whether I'm being an opportunistic dick, but it doesn't last long. Not only do I have explicit permission, but she absolutely gives away the ruse when she licks her lip.

"Do you want to role-play with me, Ana?" I growl. Her eyes stay shut, but she nods. "I'm going to use you like your my personal little fuck-toy." My thumb brushes over her lip. "You're my dirty doll to do with as I see fit. I'm going to fill your tight little cunt full until I'm dripping out with every thrust."

Her breath catches as my cock gets so much slicker. Yeah, I'd say she likes that idea as much as I do.

"Fuck, that's so hot," I groan. My hands land on her ass, pulling her up and shoving her back down. "I don't think you know what it does to me to see you taking my bare cock. I'm glistening in your slick. It drives me wild. It makes me want to pound into you like a beast. Like a motherfuckingsavage."

It's a ridiculously snug fit as I work her over on my cock.

I yank the shirt off of her and chuck it aside. My right hand falls to her lower back to hold her against me as I roll us.

Anastasia hits the nest mattress and her head lolls around. I can admit I might be an asshole, but I don't care. It turns me the fuck on watching her tits bounce while she looks like she's out cold. She gives it away with the sexy little smirk on her face, and that only makes me want to pound into her harder.

She tightens around me as my arm that's trapped to the mattress under her flexes and moves so I can grip her ass cheek. My knot is fully swollen and desperate to slip inside her.

"You're burning up around me, dollface." I snap my hips into hers in deep ruts that threaten to slam my knot into her. My cock is wet with her juices as I pull out until only the crown stays inside her.

I growl as I ram back in. She takes every thick inch of my shaft all the way down to my pulsing knot. Those teasing flutters of her inner walls milk my cock so damn perfectly.

"You need my knot, don't you, doll?"

I know they say omegas run hot during a heat, but I honestly can't imagine this being a normal temperature.

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