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Caleb starts to move faster, his pheromones surrounding me, and my insides clench around him, very much ready to come again.
He pinches one of my nipples and I gasp, feeling how I’m so close. So damn close.
When I’m not in heat, Caleb usually lasts multiple of my orgasms, but when I’m in heat, he can’t. And he’s nearing the point of no return together with me.
His lips brush against the back of my neck and I let out a keening sound. Yes, please.
I slide my hand further down, running my fingers over my clit, enjoying the haze of the heat, enjoying the hard and fast way Caleb is fucking me, as he goes into a rut. His movements faster, choppier, only focused on fucking me, on his release.
Fuck, this is the best feeling ever. I love it when he goes into rut.
Mathew and Jorge’s moans reach me, adding to the fire building inside me, adding to my desperation. Our pheromones are heavy as they mix together, blending us all together, creating a pack mix that’s full of need.
Please, yes. Please.
Caleb’s grip on my hip tightens, his arm around my body pulling me even closer, like he’s trying to meld us together.
He’s so deep. So, so deep.
His mouth opens over my shoulder, the same place he marks me every time,hisplace.
I feel his teeth on my skin, pressing against it, slowly increasing the pressure.
I can’t help myself, and with one last movement of my fingers over my clit, I come, hard. My pussy trying to milk Caleb’s cock, trying to get every last drop out of him.
With a low moan, Caleb’s teeth break through the skin of my shoulder at the same time as he comes, coating my insides, sending me into another orgasm. The world nothing more than a haze as my senses are overloaded.
With each rut inside me, he fills me up with his seed, fills my womb to the brim.
As our breathing comes down, I open my eyes, right in time to watch Jorge push Mathew forward, rutting into him hard and fast, his mouth around his shoulder as Mathew shudders and comes into the blankets under him, letting out a deep moan.
The room fills with the scent of their cum, mixing it with our pheromones, making my mouth water for more.
Fuck, that’s good.
This might be the best heat I’ve ever been through.
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Jorge
I carefully unlockmy jaw from Mathew’s shoulder, my head reeling from what just happened. I marked Mathew. I knotted and marked him!
Tension builds in me as he’s limp in my embrace. Did I go too far? Was this too much?
Then I sense his satisfied pheromones and my nerves ease. He’s just well-fucked and high on endorphins, nothing to worry about.
He turns slightly, kissing my arm before smirking at me, his eyes dark with lust and heat. “Not bad.”
“Not bad?” I roll my hips sharply, my knot still stuck inside him, and he lets out a deep moan. I put my lips to his ear, so only he can hear my words. “That was everything I had ever hoped for, and more.”
He lets out a shuddering breath, his pheromones spiking high and he clamps tightly around me.
We’ve been fucking for years and it’s always good. Hell, there’s nothing I love to do more than fuck Mathew all day long. But I never expected how different it would feel when he’s in heat. How our bodies would react differently. How much more intense this is.
How much I like the idea that he could become pregnant with my kid.
Talking about things like that was always off-limits. He didn’t go into heat, so he couldn’t become pregnant, so he didn’t even want to discuss it. And I never brought it up because I knew how much he wanted it and how much not being able to get pregnant hurt him.