Page 81 of His Drama Queen

"Yes!" Nails raking down my back. "Fill me, please, I need to be full—"

I start fucking her in earnest. Deep, powerful strokes that make her breasts bounce and her eyes roll back. The slick makes obscene wet sounds with every thrust. Her cunt is so swollen and sensitive from heat that she's whimpering with every drag of my cock.

"That's it. Take it. Take every fucking inch." My hands bruise into her hips as I hold her in place. "This is what your omega body was made for. To be split open on Alpha cock."

"Yes, yes, yes—" She's babbling now, lost to the pleasure. "So full, so good—"

Oakley's hand slides between us, finding her swollen clit. She nearly screams at the contact. Corvus takes her mouth, swallowing her cries as his tongue invades her.

Three Alphas claiming her at once.

My knot starts to swell. I can feel it forming at the base of my cock, getting thicker with every thrust. The pressure is building, that telltale tightness that means I'm close to locking.

"Feel that?" I grind against her. "That's my knot. Getting bigger. Going to stretch your pretty little cunt so wide."

Her inner walls are already fluttering, trying to pull me deeper even though there's nowhere left to go.

"It's too much," she gasps against Corvus's mouth. "I can't—it won't fit—"

"It'll fit." I slow my thrusts, letting her feel every inch as I pull out and push back in. "Your body knows what to do. You're going to open up for me. Going to let my knot pop inside and lock us together."

The knot swells larger. Now it's catching on her entrance with every thrust. The stretch making her cry out.

"Dorian—"

"I know, baby. I know." Another thrust and the knot catches harder. "You're doing so good. Taking me so well. Just a little more."

Oakley circles her clit faster. The added stimulation makes her clench hard around me.

"That's it. Come on my cock. Let me feel this pussy milk me."

"I'm—oh god, I'm—"

"Come for me. Now."

Her orgasm hits like a tidal wave. Her whole body goes rigid, inner walls clamping down on me in rhythmic pulses so strong it almost hurts. The added pressure makes my knot swell to full size.

I thrust in deep one last time.

The knot catches. Stretches her. Burns.

Then pops inside with an audible squelch.

She screams. Half pain, half overwhelming pleasure as the massive swell locks behind her pelvic bone. The stretch is enormous—I can see her abdomen distend slightly from how deep I am, how big the knot is inside her.

"Fuck, fuck,fuck—" I'm coming, the knot throbbing as I pump pulse after pulse of come directly into her womb. "Take it. Take all of it. Every fucking drop."

Her cunt ripples around the knot, milking me, drawing every last bit of come from my balls. The knot keeps it all inside, no chance of it spilling out, ensuring every drop of my seed stays exactly where it belongs.

Locked. Claimed. Bred.

I collapse forward carefully, keeping my weight off her but keeping us joined. The knot is so swollen we couldn't separate if we tried. Locked together for at least the next twenty minutes while my body ensures the breeding takes.

Victory. Possession. Mine.

When coherent thought returns, she's trembling beneath me. The knot is still fully swollen inside her, keeping us locked, every pulse of my cock depositing more come deep in her womb.

"You okay?" Voice wrecked. Barely recognizable.