Page 54

It wasn’t hard to line myself up; she was displaying her perfect ass just right so I could slide in.

“Yes! Fuck!” she cursed as I slid to the hilt.

My legs trembled with the intensity of her walls wrapped around me. She was fucking phenomenal. The warm wetness strangling my cock was all I could think about. I wanted to be gentle, but the moment her slick touched my cock, it was like I was right back in the hallway of the restaurant with her pinned up against the wall, everything in me screaming that I needed to claim, to fuck, to own her.

Except, this time, the audience was my pack mate, and she was wet, willing, and ready. I had fucking died and gone to heaven.

“How is this pussy so fucking perfect?” I muttered, nipping at her neck as I started to thrust. “Is this what you wanted, to be fucked up against a shower wall by a nice big alpha knot?”

“Yes!” She nodded, but her movement was somewhat restricted due to the way I was now pressing my weight into her back.

“Good girl. I’m going to use this beautiful pussy again and again over the next few days. I’ll fill you with knots and cum at every opportunity. You’ll be feeling our knots for days, carrying our scent.”

I could tell that my words were hitting home because, with every thrust, her pussy wept more delicious-smelling slick.

“More, please, more,” she babbled, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the cool tile wall as she shoved her ass back, meeting me thrust for thrust.

“You’ll get what I give you,” I growled, nipping at her shoulder, making her legs tremble. “This is just the start. This pretty pussy is going to be so well used by every single one of us that—fuck.”

She screamed so loudly that one of my hands had to snap over her mouth to avoid her alerting Joey as she came almost violently. All the blood flow to my cock was restricted as her walls pulsed around me.

“That’s it. Come all over my cock. Cover me in your slick, omega,” I rumbled, pressing her harder into the tile. My vision tunneled, and I forgot where we were, who was watching, and everything else to do with my surroundings. My knot started to expand, filling her to the brim, stretching those perfect walls around me.

My head swam and my body moved of its own accord, pressing deeper into her.

There was only Bethany.

Taking my knot like a fucking angel.

Coming again.

And again.

I had no idea orgasms could last so long. Bethany drained every last drop from me and left me feeling like a happy, exhausted, wrung-out husk.

That was only the first time knotting her.

There were going to be many more while she was in heat.

“Fuck,” she mumbled sleepily as we came down from the high.

I wrapped my arms around her waist, keeping her standing, since her legs were trembling almost violently. I was shocked I was able to hold us up because my own legs were feeling less than stable.

Even though I was utterly drained, I couldn’t resist touching her, kissing her neck, inhaling lungfuls of her sweet apple scent as we slowly returned to earth.

We stood like that together for almost twenty minutes, enjoying the closeness. Her forehead was pressed against the tile, her breathing returning to normal.

When I finally pulled out with a groan, she whimpered at the loss.

“Again?” she asked softly, making me chuckle. Even exhausted, she still wanted more.

“Soon,” I assured her. “How about we get dry, put on our clothes, and go to bed? Then, once you’ve rested, you can nest.”

Turning to me with a sweet smile, she nodded, letting me guide her out of the shower, where Gideon was waiting with a fluffy towel to dry the soggy omega.

I didn’t get such treatment—I had to dry myself.

Then again, I was nowhere near as cute as Bethany.