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Story: Claimed By Four Alphas
She collapses back onto the couch, chest heaving, but I'm not done with her yet. Her scent has intensified, and it's driving my wolf crazy with need. I withdraw my fingers, and she whimpers at the loss.
"Shh," I soothe her. "I'm going to make you feel good again."
I move down her body, settling between her thighs. I spread her legs wider, exposing her completely to my gaze. Her pussy is swollen and shiny, her entrance still clenching from her orgasm.
"Look at this pretty pussy," I murmur, blowing gently on her sensitive flesh. She shivers, and she fists her hands in the couch cushions. "I'm going to taste every inch of you."
"Please," she begs, lifting her hips toward my mouth.
I lower my head and lick a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit. Her taste explodes on my tongue. It's sweet and tangy and addictive. I groan against her, the vibration making her gasp.
"You taste so fucking good," I tell her, before diving back in.
I focus on her clit, circling it with my tongue, then sucking it between my lips. Her hands find my hair again, holding me in place as she grinds against my face. I slip two fingers back inside her, pumping in time with my tongue.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she chants, her voice rising in pitch. "I'm going to come again."
I increase the pressure, curling my fingers inside her while sucking harder on her clit. She comes with a scream this time, her thighs clamping around my head. Her pussy squeezes my fingers rhythmically and I work her through it, easing up when she becomes too sensitive.
When I finally lift my head, her eyes are glazed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her body is covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair is plastered to her forehead. She's never looked more beautiful.
"More," she whispers, reaching for me. "I need you inside me."
My cock throbs painfully in my jeans at her words. I stand up and quickly undo my belt, pushing my pants and boxers down just enough to free myself. My cock springs out, hard and ready, the head already leaking with pre-cum.
Dahlia's eyes widen when she sees it, and she licks her lips. "Fuck," she breathes, spreading her legs wider in invitation.
I position myself at her entrance, rubbing the head of my cock through her wetness. She whimpers, trying to push down onto me, but I hold her hips still.
"Are you sure?" I ask, needing to hear it one more time. Even with my control hanging by a thread, I need to know she wants this.
"Yes," she says, looking directly into my eyes. "I need you to fuck me, Onyx. Now."
That's all I need to hear. I push forward, entering her in one slow thrust. We both groan as I fill her completely. She's tight around me, her walls gripping my cock like a vice.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I grit out, fighting the urge to come immediately. "So perfect."
I start moving, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in. Each stroke sends pleasure shooting up my spine. My wolf howls with satisfaction at finally claiming her.
"Harder," she demands, wrapping her legs around my waist to pull me deeper. "Fuck me harder."
I increase my pace, driving into her with more force. The couch creaks beneath us, but I don't care. All I care about is the woman beneath me, and the way she takes everything I give her and asks for more.
"You like that?" I growl, snapping my hips against hers. "You like my cock filling you up?"
"Yes," she moans, as she rakes her nails down my back. "Don't stop."
I reach between us to rub her clit, and she cries out. I can feel her building toward another orgasm. Her breathing is becoming more erratic, and her moans are higher pitched.
"Come for me again," I command, circling her clit faster. "I want to feel you come on my cock."
Her body obeys, and she shatters around me. Her pussy pulses, milking my cock, and I can't hold back any longer. My orgasm crashes over me, and I pull out just in time to pump myself as I spill onto her belly with a guttural groan.
"Fuck, Dahlia," I grunt as I release, my body shuddering with the force of it.
Chapter 4 – Dahlia
"Fuck, Dahlia," Onyx grunts as he releases, his body shuddering with the force of it.
"Shh," I soothe her. "I'm going to make you feel good again."
I move down her body, settling between her thighs. I spread her legs wider, exposing her completely to my gaze. Her pussy is swollen and shiny, her entrance still clenching from her orgasm.
"Look at this pretty pussy," I murmur, blowing gently on her sensitive flesh. She shivers, and she fists her hands in the couch cushions. "I'm going to taste every inch of you."
"Please," she begs, lifting her hips toward my mouth.
I lower my head and lick a long, slow stripe from her entrance to her clit. Her taste explodes on my tongue. It's sweet and tangy and addictive. I groan against her, the vibration making her gasp.
"You taste so fucking good," I tell her, before diving back in.
I focus on her clit, circling it with my tongue, then sucking it between my lips. Her hands find my hair again, holding me in place as she grinds against my face. I slip two fingers back inside her, pumping in time with my tongue.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she chants, her voice rising in pitch. "I'm going to come again."
I increase the pressure, curling my fingers inside her while sucking harder on her clit. She comes with a scream this time, her thighs clamping around my head. Her pussy squeezes my fingers rhythmically and I work her through it, easing up when she becomes too sensitive.
When I finally lift my head, her eyes are glazed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her body is covered in a sheen of sweat, her hair is plastered to her forehead. She's never looked more beautiful.
"More," she whispers, reaching for me. "I need you inside me."
My cock throbs painfully in my jeans at her words. I stand up and quickly undo my belt, pushing my pants and boxers down just enough to free myself. My cock springs out, hard and ready, the head already leaking with pre-cum.
Dahlia's eyes widen when she sees it, and she licks her lips. "Fuck," she breathes, spreading her legs wider in invitation.
I position myself at her entrance, rubbing the head of my cock through her wetness. She whimpers, trying to push down onto me, but I hold her hips still.
"Are you sure?" I ask, needing to hear it one more time. Even with my control hanging by a thread, I need to know she wants this.
"Yes," she says, looking directly into my eyes. "I need you to fuck me, Onyx. Now."
That's all I need to hear. I push forward, entering her in one slow thrust. We both groan as I fill her completely. She's tight around me, her walls gripping my cock like a vice.
"Fuck, you're so tight," I grit out, fighting the urge to come immediately. "So perfect."
I start moving, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in. Each stroke sends pleasure shooting up my spine. My wolf howls with satisfaction at finally claiming her.
"Harder," she demands, wrapping her legs around my waist to pull me deeper. "Fuck me harder."
I increase my pace, driving into her with more force. The couch creaks beneath us, but I don't care. All I care about is the woman beneath me, and the way she takes everything I give her and asks for more.
"You like that?" I growl, snapping my hips against hers. "You like my cock filling you up?"
"Yes," she moans, as she rakes her nails down my back. "Don't stop."
I reach between us to rub her clit, and she cries out. I can feel her building toward another orgasm. Her breathing is becoming more erratic, and her moans are higher pitched.
"Come for me again," I command, circling her clit faster. "I want to feel you come on my cock."
Her body obeys, and she shatters around me. Her pussy pulses, milking my cock, and I can't hold back any longer. My orgasm crashes over me, and I pull out just in time to pump myself as I spill onto her belly with a guttural groan.
"Fuck, Dahlia," I grunt as I release, my body shuddering with the force of it.
Chapter 4 – Dahlia
"Fuck, Dahlia," Onyx grunts as he releases, his body shuddering with the force of it.
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