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“That’s it,” he cooed, his eyelids hooded with lust as he watched my lips circle his cock. He thrust up slightly. “You take me so well, don’t you?”

I hummed my response, fitting as much of him as I could inside and causing him to groan, his fingers tightening their grip in my hair.

“Just like that,” he sighed, a purr starting in his chest as he closed his eyes and laid his head back in bliss. Knowing I could relieve his stress, stress caused by me whether he blamed me or not, and bring him pleasure and happiness made all the pain from the spanking disappear.

I knew Elias, and the rest of my pack for that matter, didn’t need me to show gratitude through sex. What we had wasn’t some reciprocal, tit-for-tat exchange where I was expected to put out every time they did something nice for me.

But sex was something we all enjoyed—it was simple and fun, strengthening the bonds and intimacy I had with each of my males. With five of them now, it was going to be harder to carve out enough time to make sure we could have these kinds of moments together, and there might be occasions when someone ended up a bit neglected.

That had been Elias for the past week, and now I relishedgetting to show him how much he meant to me, how much I cared about him. How I wanted him to feel as good as he made me feel just through being here.

The pace of his thrusting increased, his climax building. I grabbed his cock, sliding up and down his shaft with my hands as my tongue concentrated on what I could fit in my mouth. With one final jerk he held my head still, spilling himself down my throat as he cried out his release.

It wasn’t just lust in his expression when he looked down at me, catching my eye. He pulled himself out of my mouth and helped me up as I swallowed. “Your turn,” he whispered in my ear, guiding me towards the bed. His hands slid down my back, gently caressing the affected skin. “Does it hurt? Can you lay down?”

“I feel amazing,” I replied. He cupped my face and kissed me, slowly and deeply, his tongue claiming every inch of my mouth. Elias didn’t need to ask me to focus solely on him when we were alone, because in this moment there was no question there was only him.

He moved us forward until the back of my legs hit the edge of the bed and then lowered me down, adjusting my hips until they were in the perfect position.

“It may seem selfish to ask you to take care of me first, and it is, but not for the reason you think.” He picked up my thighs and placed them over his shoulders. “I’m a bit of a masochist too, you see, and I enjoy denying myself what I want the most until the end.”

His tongue flicked my clit, sending a jolt of electricity through my body and I gasped, my fingers digging into the bed spread. Then he licked me again, slower and with greater pleasure, watching my face carefully as my eyelids fluttered and lips opened to silent invocations of ecstasy.

“Beautiful,” he sighed, resuming his deliberate feasting. His fingers pushed inside me and my back arched, and I let out a short whimper. “So tight, how you even fit my knot inside you I’ll never know.”

His fingers matched the rhythm of his tongue, drawing out my orgasm with expert precision. He was in no rush, taking frequent breaks to skate small kisses along my thigh and look at my body. “You’re absolutely exquisite, Marlowe. And you’re all mine.”

He drove his tongue inside me and my hands went straight to his hair, grabbing his thick locks as my hips rocked up, desperate for more. “Elias,” I sighed.

The sound of me calling his name spurred him on, nowresuming his steady assault on my clit, his fingers deftly hitting my G-spot inside. My orgasm built, the wave cresting and ready to break.

When he sucked my clit between his teeth I finally crashed, writhing in pleasure, my panting vocalized in small whines.

“Good omega,” he praised, pushing me up further on the bed. He kissed his way up my stomach, his mouth finding my nipples. His tongue and teeth scraped and licked, and his hands grabbed mine, interlacing our fingers as he raised them over my head. He stretched himself out on top of me, nestling himself between my legs.

When his cock nudged at my entrance he stopped, raising his head to look me in the eyes. “I love you, Marlowe,”

My breath hitched, my chest full and happy. “I love you too, Elias.”

His first thrust was careful, stretching me to accommodate his substantial girth.

“That’s it,” he said, “Make room for me, I know you can. We were made for each other.”

They were more than words—my body did feel like it was made for him. By his third thrust he fit with ease, gliding all the way to the hilt. Then his tempo increased, and my hips met with his in sync.

His green eyes never left mine, his feelings for me and the feeling of the mutual pleasure we found and made in each others’ bodies spoken through every blink.

He let go of my hands and dug his arms under my back, bringing me flush to his chest as his climax built. “Come with me,” he commanded, and my body obeyed.

Every nerve burst like fireworks and I cried out when my next orgasm hit, my pussy clenching around his cock as he pushed his knot inside me, locking me onto him while he came. His dick throbbed, emptying fully as his breathing stopped, and his body shook from the force of it.

Our orgasms had intensified since bonding, reaffirming our connection and bringing us closer together. We were mirrors for each other’s pleasure, reflecting every emotion and feeling back to each other. It was beautiful, getting to feel him and the way he felt me. I didn’t even need a physical stimulation, his love and the thought of him was enough to bring me to climax again, and we continued coming as we laid there.

“Fuck, Marlowe,” he sighed, rolling over so we were on our sides facing each other. “I don’t even have words for this.”

I placed my palm on his cheek. “Me neither. You may call mea goddess, but Elias… you’re my god.”

His chest puffed out and he pulled me in closely, purring loudly as he stroked my hair. We rested in silence, soaking in our alone time. I put away any worries I had about who needed my attention next, focusing solely on Elias.