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Fist still right above his knot, Drago drives into me, using his hand to keep from going too deep. Two strokes. Two measly strokes and I’m a heaving, writhing, banshee wolf.
Because sure, his hand on my mound keeps me from moving too much, and the hand around his cock brushes on my clit…
But the external pressure, combined with how much girth Drago’s packing…
It’s like he turned my whole goddamn pussy into one big clit.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Willa. You take my cock so well,” he groans, sliding it in and out faster and faster.
Yes, I fucking do. I grip the bed sheets, preparing to be destroyed. To die just a little.
“Look at me, Omega. I want you watching me while I watch your cunt come all over my cock.”
I whimper and raise my head to see his face. No dominance needed.
I grip his forearm, preparing. “More. Gimme more,” I say, breathless and panting. “I want all of it. Hurry, before I come, Drago.”
Sadness flashes in his eyes, but he blinks, and it’s gone. “Omega, I’ll break you. I won’t do that,” he whispers.
My head flops to the bed.
“I would if I could,” he says and continues fucking me, using his fist as a bumper and it’s still fantastic. But I want that monster dick.
Just like I wanted Rafe’s knot when it could have killed us.
“Look at me, Omega,” Drago says, and my eyes find his again. “I want to see your cunt spasming around me. I want to watch you come, Omega.”
And I don’t know if it’s his enormous cock or the dead-sexy way he says it or this guest suite where apparently I’m a wanton sex goddess, but my pussy listens.
I scream his name, walls clamping around his thickness, greedily squeezing for more sensation, more pleasure.
I’m torn apart cell by cell. Happily so as this giant beast of an alpha growls and comes inside me.
“I told you I’d make you love every second,” he says before collapsing next to me in a heap. And I had. But I also know I’ll love every inch of him. I just have to work on convincing Drago of that.
I stay there a minute, relishing the aftershocks, before hopping up and cleaning myself off. On the way back, I grab an extra towel so I can soak up whatever mess we made on the linens and, as I’m searching for a wet spot, I notice the linens I had bunched in my hands.
Five distinct slashes on both sides.
Five curving, jagged claw marks where my hands were.
Chapter19
Duck, Duck, Duck, Fuck!
I gatherthe top sheet in a bundle, pulling it off Drago in the process, and chuck it in the corner of the room. “I don’t want the mess spreading.” Which is halfway true. The rest is that I don’t want anyone seeing those claw marks until I know what the hell is going on.
I’d partially shifted while fucking Drago?
What in the…
Partial shifts are more uncommon than claiming rights and unheard of for random omegas.
I glance at my hands. The rips definitely came from me. Drago had his hands on his dick or my hip the whole time.
“Are you alright?” Drago asks.
The question pulls me out of my head, and my eyes snap to him. There’s a deep crease between Drago’s brows, his scar stretching and pulling to accommodate the expression.
