When she sees his trepidation, her lower lip trembles and he's terrified she's about to cry again. "I'm so empty, alpha. I need it inside of me."
Oh fuck, how could he say no to his mate begging for his knot? Is he supposed to pretend he hasn't been thinking about fucking itso deep inside her that whoever pulls him out would be crowned King of England?
He looks at Luke and Julius, but neither of them seem to have the answer on their faces. Through the bond he can feel only hot churning desire.
She makes the decision for him, extending her legs around his waist until her heels dig into his ass, and then, with surprising strength for such a small creature, she pulls him to her.
She squeaks out a little "oh!" as his cock is forced all the way inside her, past where his knot is just starting to swell at the base, and his pelvis at last presses against hers fully.
Her pussy grips harder against him as she maneuvers him, and the little minx has him cumming before he can stop himself. His knot swells, locking him behind her pubic bone as he begins to flood her centre with waves of his seed.
The pressure of his knot inside of her triggers her own climax, and his vision nearly goes white as he feels her tight pussy gripping him in hungry waves.
Fuck, he had never knotted anyone before, and nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of her squeezing around him. The muscles in her pussy seemed to know exactly what to do with him, massaging and milking more cum out of his body than he would have thought possible.
With every rippling contraction, more of his release is pulled from his balls, and with every spurt of cum, it seems to trigger more contractions from her in a never-ending positive feedback loop that makes his life flash before his eyes. Eden is become death, destroyer of cocks.
When she has finally wrested every spare drop out of him, Eden at last relaxes around him, her eyes losing some of their feral glaze.
"You okay?" His voice is hoarse, and he wonders ifhe'sokay, or if Eden just took years off his life with that little maneuver.
Her voice is breathy when she replies. "Yes, alpha."
His smile is gentle at that. She is still caught in the heat spike, then. She only ever addresses them by their designations when her hormones are in the driver's seat.
"Do you need to come again?"
"Yes, alpha," her pleading voice has a little whine at the end of it.
Luke's hand returns to her clit and starts circling as Tenor gently rocks his knot inside of her tight heat, hitting her g-spot with it in gentle thrusts. When she comes again, Tenor's cock gives only a few short spurts of cum, despite the insistence of her pussy's death grip on him.
He finally deflates then, and his cock falls from her, actually soft for once. He'd forgotten how it felt to be flaccid, seemingly having walked around at half-mast since the day she moved in.
Her frantic movements and whines resurge fully when her pussy is empty once more, and Julius quickly takes his spot.
They're all purring for her, instinctively soothing her distress until Julius' cock can gentle her back to relaxed compliance.
"You need another knot, baby girl?" His voice is a teasing purr, which turns to a growl as he thrusts into her.
She tangles her limbs around Julius the same way she had done to him, using her legs to pull him to her, urging him inside of her all the way to the base of his cock where a knot is already partially formed. She cries out as the widest part catches on her entrance, then groans a deep, guttural sound when it slips into place inside her.
With his knot lodged deeply inside her, Julius can't thrust, canonly rock frantically against her, dragging his pelvis against her clit until they're both shaking and cumming.
It is a beautiful thing to see her fucking his pack brothers, and despite the fact that Tenor's cock feels like it's been emptied by an industrial strength cock milker, he finds himself hardening again.
Well, the five-minute boner break was nice while it lasted anyways.
When it's Luke's turn, he flips Eden onto her front, pulling her hips up to his dick in one motion.
They had all been fucking her missionary, other than Tenor's first royal fuck up with her. It felt strangely wrong to fuck her in another position when she was already in such a vulnerable situation because of their fucked up system and forced to fuck them due to her own biology. And knowing she had been a virgin made all of them all the more hesitant with her, not wanting her to feel debased or used, so they had tried to fuck her in the most civilized way they knew how.
But apparently Luke hadn't gotten the fucking memo, because his pack brother was a-ok fucking their mate like he was trying to break her in half across the bed. A growl rumbles out of Tenor's throat instinctively, but Luke barely spares him a glance.
"Be gentle with her," he growls in warning, fully self-aware of the irony of the situation as he spares an apologetic glance at Julius.
Luke snorts at that, not slowing or easing back at all, still railing her like he was trying to use her as his own personal prison fleshlight as he buries her head in a pillow so the only sounds they can hear from her are muffled moans.
"Our mate doesn't want gentle," he says like it's the most obvious thing. "She wants her mates to fuck her little pussy like we own it, because we do."
