Page 45 of Sinful Shifters

As my pussy clenches around him, waves of orgasm washing over me, I feel his knot throb and grow. It's impossibly large now, slipped past my pubic bone. His balls are shoved against my body, hot and full of cum, just waiting to spill.

Tightening my legs around his waist, I lean forward until I feel his cock hits new angles inside me. He moans, and I whimper, my slick gushing out of me onto the bed. I place my hands on his chest and he reaches up to play with my nipples with one hand, rubbing his thumb around my clit with the other.

"I could stay like this all day and night, you know," he says, his voice pitched low and hungry. "Watching you come on my cock. Feeling you tighten around my knot. It's what I've dreamed of for centuries."

I shudder. "You dreamed of me?"

"Oh, baby, yes." Adar pulses his thumb against my clit until I cry out, sensitive and on-edge. "And you dreamed of me. Those hands in your dreams? The hot sensations that verged on pain? That was me, Caterina."

I've known this for a while, but the confirmation is heady. His knot is so engorged now that I can barely move on him, so I just rock my hips forward and back a tiny bit, moaning as my G-Spot and clit are hit by his throbbing knot and clever thumb.

This time, the orgasm is long and drenching. My abdomen clenches so hard that I feel my muscles tighten and flex. His cock is so hard and engorged inside my channels that I wonder how I don't break it off as I come on him.

Then, with a spasm, he throws his head back and groans. His fangs thrust out of his mouth, and I feel his chest rumble beneath my palms, a deep, heavy purr leaving him. My pussy clenches around him, my slick drenching our joined bodies, as he fists the sheets beneath us and comes.

I feel it more than anything. His balls twitching against my skin. The wetness exploding within me and dripping out. I cry out, feeling the affect of his pheromones hit the deepest pleasure points of my body. Shuddering, it's all I can do to hold on and keep coming on him.

And does he come. With a snarl, he grabs my hips, flips us over, and presses his body against mine. His cock can't move at all, but his back and hips do as his muscles tighten and flex over and over again.

"Oh, Caterina." Groaning, Adar kisses my neck and sucks a bruise into it. Sweat beads his forehead, his red hair flopping against his skin. "I wish that I could stay in your sweet little omega pussy forever. So tight, so hot..."

I moan, digging my heels into his back. "Stay in me, Adar. Tie to me to you forever."

He shudders. "I'm trying, my precious. I never want to leave."

I feel it as he comes again, groaning and twitching, his mouth open on a helpless O. His orgasm is wordless, but the mess that drips from out bodies is clear.

Still, the knot doesn't soften. With a snarl, Adar reaches down to grab the base of his cock just beneath it and shove it further in. I whine, licking my lips, my sensitive breasts pressed against him. He slicks his fingers with our joined mess and plays with my clit until I'm sighing and crying out again, helplessly coming on him.

His knot engorges itself again. I feel the tie between us. My body is lifted off the sheets, my thighs pressed wide open, unable to do anything but stay still as the huge knot grows inside me.

And he rains kisses down on me, nipping me with his fangs. I bear my neck, begging him, "Please, alpha. Bite me."

He doesn't have to hear it a second time. Snarling, he digs his fangs into my neck. I cry out, feeling my canines sharpen, the sensation agonizing but not painful.

There's another snarl in the room. Thale stalks towards out, growls at the fire, and paces back and forth. Shuddering beneath Adar, his fangs still piercing me, I reach out my left hand over the flames.

Thale grabs my fingers and squeezes them. Wordlessly, I meet his eyes and mouth,"Soon."

That seems to calm him down. Stroking his cock, he squeezes the hardened knot and goes to lean against the wall. But I can feel his frustration and desire, and know he won't wait long.

None of them will. My gods are not modern alphas, sitting around waiting for a decision. They're barely even men. When they want something, a primal side of them comes out, and they'll stop at nothing to have it.

Which is why I care for them so much, and why I'm so willing to give them what they need. Turning my head towards Adar's neck, I peel my lips back. The fangs his bite have given me lengthen as I dig them into his skin, moaning at the hot splash of blood against my tongue.

He shudders as he comes inside me again, twisting his knot deep into my slick, which clenches around him as my eyes roll back and I come.

Over and over again, I come on him, full of ecstasy and delight.

Because I can feel it now. His joie de vivre, the light inside him, burning bright as a flame. I can even feel what he feels, and know how agonizing it is for him to fight not to come inside me too quickly.

"Don't hold back, my god," I tell him, digging my fingernails into his shoulders and writhing up against him. "Claim me with your cum. Fill me with heat until it drips from my body."

Adar moans helplessly. "But if I do, my knot will soften and fall out of you. And then..."

"And then we'll get to do it again, and again," I tell him, rhythmically clenching my pussy around him, loving the way it makes him hiss with desire. "Come inside me, so you can knot me again when the others are done. Be my first... and my last."

This make him give in, finally, and release himself. As he comes the fifth time, then the sixth, his knot begins to soften. He snarls as he grabs my hips and pistons in and out of me, the throbbing of his knot making me cry out in helpless pleasure.

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