Page 63 of Knot Your Pawn

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I grip the plush mat, and try my hardest not to come immediately at the double assault on my senses.

It feels so good.

So, fucking good.

They keep meeting in the middle, their rhythm in sync, taking me hard from both sides. Luca fucking me, sliding in and out, filling me up, and Vera sliding my dick into her hot pussy, taking me deep, enveloping my dick in ways that can only be described as perfection.

I try to hold on longer, but fail.

I can’t. Not like this.

There’s no way I can hold on any longer.

I grip Vera’s hips, fucking up into her one last time as I pull her down hard on my dick, letting out a deep moan as I fill her up again.

She comes right after me, her pussy tightening around my dick over and over, pulling amazing sensations out of me, sending sparks through my body.

Finally, only moments later, Luca’s grip on my ass tightens and he comes too, coating my insides as he lets out a deep moan.

Oh, damn.

Fucking hell.

That was hot.

That was so freaking hot.

Then a chill goes through me as I’m suddenly flooded with very bitter caramel pheromones and when I glance over Vera’s shoulder, I notice that Luca is looking like he’s about to pass out.

His mask has slipped from his face, so he’s getting our pheromones at full-force.

Fuck.

No.

Fuck.

I quickly get up and wrap my arm around Luca’s shoulders, pulling him up.

He needs to go outside.

Right now.

As I half-carry Luca to the door on wobbly legs, Vera sprints ahead of us and opens it, before going on and opening the door to the balcony.

“I’m sorry.” Luca’s words are quiet and I shake my head. There’s no need for him to apologise, we should have paid more attention too. “The mask slipped off. I ruined everything.”

“No, you didn’t.” I carry him out to the balcony, and the moment he’s in the outside air, the colour returns to his skin. “You didn’t ruin anything.”

Good.

Much better.

Especially since now, I’m not doing so well.

The avalanche of non-pack pheromones outside hits me like a brick and I barely make it to one of the lounge chairs before my legs give out on me.