Darius was asleep, wrapped in Beckett’s arms, his head pillowed on his chest, and I smiled at them. I walked over, lying down in front of an exhausted Kitten. She’d had more orgasms than a body had any right to have, and her eyes were barely open slits.
I wanted her so much that my dick was painfully hard.
“Hey baby. Are you too tired now? We can take a break, have a nap, and finish this later,” I told her softly, and she frowned.
“No. Now. I want us to all be a Pack now.” She reached for my shoulders with a smile, pulling me closer. I couldn’t hide my own smile as I kissed her, gentle because her lips were swollen and red. I kissed her cheeks and her eyelids. I worshiped her, because that’s what she deserved.
I met Cooper’s eyes over her shoulder, and he was gazing at her with such love, even though she couldn’t see him. He pulled out of her body, and she gave a weak little cry at the loss.
“Don’t worry, Kitten. You won’t be empty for long. I plan to fill you right back up.” I pulled her onto my chest, stroking my hands soothingly up and down her back. I worked out the kinks in her muscles with my hands until she purred against my chest. Precum dripped from the head of my cock, and it grazed against her core as I ran my fingers over every part of her body. Slow and easy, that was how this had to be. No matter how much I wanted to slam my cock inside her, that wasn’t what my Kitten needed right now. She needed softness, and I was going to be whatever she needed me to be.
But Kitten wasn’t a wait-and-see kind of woman. She was stubborn and strong, and when she wiggled down my body, reaching between us to grab my dick and push me into her hot pussy, I audibly gasped like a nineteenth-century virgin spinster.
I slid inside her with a moan that was part me and part her, and my balls pulled up tight. I could swear I was going to blow my load right then and there. Knowing I’d never live it down, I gritted my teeth and pushed back my release. Fuck me. I needed to be superhuman. SuperManix, even.
Slowly and steadily, I moved inside her. Not hard and deep, just shallow, easy movements, grinding her sensitive clit against my pelvic bone. She sighed blissfully and just held on as I did all the work, more like a massage from the inside than fucking. Still, it did its job and soon enough, her pussy was fluttering around me as she gasped against my chest, her body jerking slightly as she came again.
“Are you ready to be Kitten Wiley-Fletcher-Reid?”
She looked up at me, all come-drunk. “Sounds like a mouthful.”
I laughed, kissing her hard this time. “I’ll show you a mouthful, you minx.” I thrust harder, making sure to hit that good spot. I was going to drag this orgasm out until she could hardly see. She’d be sex-blind. I groaned as my knot began to swell, before burying myself inside her, drinking up her moans as it stretched her inner walls, filling her until she was squirming to accommodate me. Finally, I thrust hard, pushing my knot as deep as it would go, locking myself inside her.
I groaned as I came, shooting my seed inside her, making her mine inside and out. I put my forearm to her lips and she bit down hard, her teeth piercing my skin and making me hers. It also made her head tilt to the side and I knew where I wanted my mark. Right there, where her slender neck met her shoulder. It would peek out when she wore those pretty dresses, or when she was in a shirt, and everyone would know that she had a Pack who loved her. That she wasmine.
She hissed softly as I bit down, so I pumped a little more vigorously, making her hiss turn to a moan as my knot pulsed against her G-spot. Score one for evolution.
Eventually she released my forearm, and I released her neck, licking it softly to ease the sting. She collapsed against my chest, her eyes already closed, and I buried my hands in her hair.
Mine.
33
KITTEN
Iwas dead. I couldn’t move my aching body, and everything felt all glowy and amazing, so that could only mean I was dead. I was in horny Manix heaven. Except in my soul, there were four shiny new presences, each thrumming with a happiness similar to mine. Around me, they were all passed out in a heap. A leg here, someone's arm there, a dick poking into my hip. I couldn’t tell where one of them ended and the other began, and I don’t think I’d ever been this happy.
However, I did know I had my head on Darius’s chest, my arm wrapped around his stomach. I scooted down a little further so I was face to, um, belly button. I rested my cheek there and could feel the small fluttering of tiny bodies against my cheek. It felt… magical.
“Hey guys. I’m sorry I was a bit weird about you being born. It was just a little bit of a shock.” I pressed my lips softly to the roundness. It was firmer than I’d thought it would be. I’d kind of imagined pregnant bellies would be like… I don’t know. A jolly fat man like Santa Claus or something. But it was hard, especially so given Darius’s former physique.
“But I promise I’ll be a good mother. I have no fu— uh, flipping idea what I’m doing, but I like to read, so we’ll figure it out. These guys will help.”
Ugh, this was probably stupid. They couldn’t understand me, but it felt good to make a vow to them as well, after spending the night debauching their fathers in the name of bonding.
A hand stroked my hair, and I looked up into Darius’s eyes. Damn, he was so handsome. “You’ll be a great mom, Kitten. I have no doubt.”
I smiled, because the sincerity in his voice boosted my own confidence. It might be false confidence, but I’d fake it til I made it.
“Darius?”
“Mmm?”
“I’m sticky.” Sticky everywhere. Like literally there wasn’t a part of my body that wasn’t covered in sweat or cum. It was actually kind of gross.
Darius snorted a laugh, and Corvin stirred, but didn’t wake. “Come on, sweets. Let’s go and shower together. I’ll wash your back. And probably your breasts. Let’s face it, I’m going to wash any part of you that you’ll let me.”
I pushed up onto my knees, and my arms were as shaky as a newborn deer’s legs. It was going to be a wobbly trip to the bathroom. “Only if I get to wash yours too,” I said, winking as I stood on two aching legs. Oh my Goddess. It felt like my vagina had been hit by a hailstorm.
