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His big hands begin mapping my body once more, tracing each dip and curve as though determined to memorize me. I sigh blissfully at his unhurried exploration, muscles going lax.
When Thale's fingers quest between my thighs to test my readiness, they find me slick and swollen once more for him. I cannot resist rocking shamelessly against his hand, wordlessly begging for more.
A pleased rumble escapes Thale's chest. "So eager still, my Rina."
Thale moves above me, muscular frame emanating restrained power. The blunt, flared head of his rigid cock nudges against my slick folds, seeking entrance. I grasp his hips desperately, trying to draw him closer, deeper.
With infinite care, Thale begins working himself inside my sensitive channel. Beneath the ridged crown, I can feel the hard bulge of his swelling knot at the base of his shaft. Just the promise of that intense fullness has me shivering in anticipation.
Slowly, he fills me, allowing my body time to gradually accept each thick inch. I focus on relaxing around his considerable girth, though the thick slide of his cock stretching me open borders on too much. When Thale is finally seated to the hilt, we both release shuddering breaths.
The sensation of being so perfectly filled and completed is indescribable bliss. I can feel my inner walls rippling helplessly around his throbbing length, trying to draw him even deeper. Thale stills above me, muscles corded with restraint, determined not to hurt me.
"Does this please you, my little omega?"
"Yes, Thale, yes," I sob, nails raking down his back. My inner walls ripple helplessly around his rigid length, trying to draw him even deeper. "Please, I need to feel you move."
With a groan, Thale begins rocking into me. We quickly find our rhythm, our bodies perfectly attuned to one another's needs and responses. I wrap my legs tightly around his hips, clinging to him as our passion mounts.
Thale starts with a steady, unhurried pace, allowing me to adjust to the thick slide of his cock stroking my hyper-sensitive inner walls. Each glide reaches new depths, lighting sparks of pleasure behind my eyelids. I rise eagerly to meet his gentle thrusts, craving more friction.
Gradually, Thale increases his force, driving into me with deeper, more powerful strokes. I dig my heels into his back, urging him on as the sweet tension builds within me. The thick drag of his length hits every sensitive spot, wringing choked cries from my lips.
I can feel the hard bulge of Thale's swelling knot catch and tug at my entrance with each plunge, sending shocks of sensation skittering across my skin. The promise of that intense swelling has me racing toward the edge.
"Please, Thale," I gasp, teetering on the brink. "I need your knot, I need to feel you swell inside me!" My inner walls clench desperately around his pistoning cock, trying to draw him deeper.
With a growl, Thale drives into me harder, his swollen knot grinding against my entrance with each rhythmic thrust now. I'm helpless beneath the onslaught, my climax so close I can taste it.
When I feel myself about to crest that peak, Thale reaches between us to circle my aching clit with clever fingers. The added stimulation finally pushes me over the edge.
I wail his name, inner muscles clamping down rhythmically on his driving cock as ecstasy crashes through me. Thale continues working me through each pulse and tremor, expertly prolonging my climax.
I'm only distantly aware of scoring his back with my nails, lost in the storm of sensation as he draws every last shred of pleasure from my writhing body.
Only when I go limp and spent beneath him does Thale finally let himself go. With a ragged shout, he drives his swollen knot home, locking us together. I feel him pulse hotly within me as he empties himself in endless streams.
"Thale!" I cry out, arching into him. The scalding heat of his release triggers another intense orgasm, rippling through my core. I cling to my mate, overwhelmed by the intimacy of our joining.
We remain tied together, Thale's heart pounding against my chest as we catch our breath. The feeling of his hot seed flooding my womb fills me with primal satisfaction.
I know the purpose of his swelling knot is to ensure his seed takes root deep inside me. The thought of carrying this devoted man's child one day thrills me to my core.
As if sensing the direction of my thoughts, Thale begins murmuring fervently in my ear. "My Rina, my mate, my everything," he rasps. "One day I want to see you round and full, carrying our babe within you."
His big hand splays possessively over my lower belly, thumb stroking as if he can already picture my womb growing ripe with his seed.
Emotion swells within me, tightening my throat. I cover Thale's hand with my own, conveying without words my longing to make that dream real. To nurture new life created from our love.
Thale's eyes blaze with primal, possessive satisfaction. Still buried deep inside me, he starts gently rocking his hips again, intent on spilling every last drop of his essence into my fertile womb.
I gasp as I feel his half-swollen knot catch and tug at my entrance with each subtle thrust. The friction reignites the simmering flames of my desire.
"Yes, my alpha," I plead, tilting my hips to take him deeper. "Give me all of your seed. I want to swell with your babe."
My nails rake down his muscular back, urging him on. Thale increases his pace, driving into me with renewed purpose. I wrap myself around him, clinging tightly.
The pressure quickly builds again, stoked by Thale's thick length stroking my hyper-sensitive inner walls. When I shatter this time, my alpha follows me over the precipice with a roar.
