Page 21 of Santas' Elf

“Please…” I whimpered. “Need it.”

Pete drove into me for several thrusts, then roared as he held himself deep, knot locking inside and cock pulsing as he drained his balls into me.

The pressure against my sweet spot was enough to send me over the edge again, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through me.

Pete slumped over, kissing my back and murmuring words of praise against my skin. “Do you like your present?” he asked.

I hummed. Words were beyond my ability. Movement was out of the question. I was a satisfied lump.

“Santa Warren has to give you his gift still,” Pete continued. “Are you looking forward to it?”

“Mm-hmm…” I managed.

Pete chuckled and ground his knot into me. “Warren has an incredible knot. It’ll make you see stars.”

I groaned as the desperation started to curl through me again, even though Pete’s knot was still lodged exactly where I needed it.

Another knot sounded perfect, thank you.

We stayed that way for several minutes, both Warren and Pete letting out soft lusty growls while I hummed in satisfaction.

Pete’s knot went down, and I couldn’t hold back a groan of frustration.

“I’ve got you, pretty omega” Warren growled. He crawled over, and I moaned as he manhandled me, shoving a pillow under my hips before taking me in a single thrust.

“Alpha!”

Warren braced himself over me, hammering my sensitive hole as he fucked me into the mattress. “Good little omegas get bred hard and are given loads of hot cum in their tight asses. Is that right?” he grunted.

“Yes. Yes. Please, Alpha.”

“Have you been good this year, pretty omega?”

“Yes, Alpha!”

“Good,” he growled.

Warren’s cock hit hard and deep, his thrusts almost punishing in their intensity. It was exactly what I needed.

I babbled, whether mere sounds or words I didn’t have the ability to tell. My entire focus had narrowed to the point where Warren and I were joined—where I’d take his knot and his seed.

Warren roared in triumph as I came, then fucked me hard through my third orgasm. Finally, he drove deep and allowed his knot to lock us together as his cock erupted inside me.

Warren draped himself over me and growled in my ear as his cock continued to pulse. “There you are. Take every drop of your present.”

I hummed.

He nipped my ears and the back of my neck.

Movement on the bed then Warren shifted. The sound of him and Pete kissing.

“Look how well he takes you,” Pete praised. “Pretty little hole stretched tight around that knot.”

Somebody ran a finger around my rim, making me shiver.

“Still so sensitive,” Pete murmured.

Then the finger slipped past my rim, stretching me further and making me moan.