I pick up my pace and she fluctuates between taking Lain down her throat or stroking him to take a break and moan. He holds her hair, staring down at where she takes him.
“Keep doing that, pet, and I’m going to come,” he tells her, and I unfortunately cannot get a good view of what exactly it is that she’s doing to him.
She’ll just have to do it to him again another time so I can watch.
Lain grunts, and Maisie lets out a keening noise as I press my knot against her entrance.
It’s been so fucking long since I knotted anyone and I’m not sure I’ve ever wanted it this badly.
“You want my knot, sweet girl?”
She moans, nodding her head, and I give her what we both want. Grabbing her hips, I push myself fully inside her. I can’t help the harsh breaths or grunts that slip out of me while I do.
“You feel so fucking good,” I tell her, my words grunted with pleasure.
Wrapping my arm around her, I strum her clit while I rut into her.
“Come for me,” I nearly beg her.
She’s shaking and gasping for air as Lain groans, his head smacking against the headboard as he finishes.
Maisie rests her head on his thigh, moaning out as she clenches around me and milks my cock.
“Oh God. Oh God,” she chants.
Lain holds her tenderly as my knot grows to its largest size and I spill into her. My fingers don’t let up on her clit until she finally screams out her release.
I can’t stop the way I’m rutting into her, not when it feels this good. Her smaller body trembles beneath mine as I kiss her shoulder, dragging my teeth over the skin as I give her every drop of my release.
She’s shivering by the time we’re spent and I rub a hand down her back.
“Maisie, are you okay?” I ask her and she nods.
“Yeah. Just…a moment,” she whispers.
Lain pets her hair and gives me a worried glance. Did we go too far? Was this a bad idea?
Maisie moans and wiggles herself against my knot, and a whoosh of breath leaves me as I grip her hips to hold her steady.
“It’s just…I don’t remember it feeling this good,” she says, accentuating her words by giving me a little moan.
Lain looks at me with relief and I stare down at the Omega between us as she rocks against me.
“Insatiable little thing,” I say, doing my best to hold her still or else she’ll be stuck on my knot all night.
“How—how long?” she asks, her head resting on Lain’s thigh next to his flaccid dick, like we’ve done this a million times.
“Depends on if you keep wiggling your arse against me or not,” I joke and the little brat does just that, wiggling against my knot.
I lightly swat my hand against her cheek, not even enough to make it pink, and she moans even louder.
Fuck, I’m so helplessly fucked when it comes to her.
“You need one more, sweetheart?” Lain says and she must nod her head against his thigh.
Lain adjusts himself so he can slide his hand underneath her. The wet sounds of his fingers playing with her clit are obscene, and it only has her cunt gripping me tighter.
They kiss as he plays with her, torturing me in the process. I feel the moment he sends her over the edge. She grips my knot so tightly I think I see stars and nearly fall on top of her.
