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“No complaints here.”
“I will be doing the complaining. They get hot and sweaty and move around when my arms shift. I hate it.” She hunched and hissed.
He slid the straps off her shoulders and cupped a breast in one hand. There wasn’t as much hand unencumbered as she had hoped. So, everything grew when she filled out.
Teyval nuzzled her chin and jaw, nibbling softly. Mrytle’s toes curled. He continued on the other side of her neck.
To her, this part felt like a warm bath.
Denith came in without knocking. “Wow, I thought you would be on top of her by now.”
She looked at her destined mate. “Are we in a hurry?”
Teyval gently kneaded her breast. “I am wanting to take my time.”
Denith groaned and sat, playing on his phone.
Myrtle looked at him and muttered, “No photos of me naked.”
Denith sighed. “Fine, but I reserve the right to ask again.”
Teyval muttered, “Shut up, Denith.” He continued his slow seduction, and Myrtle gave him her entire attention.
By the time she was rubbing herself against him with tiny sighs, he had tilted her to her back and removed her sweats and panties.
She kept her gaze on Teyval’s as he eased her thighs wide and tried to fit the tip of his erection into her. He eased in a little, and she flinched, so he withdrew and worked two fingers inside.
Myrtle inhaled sharply and focused on relaxing around him. He moved his fingers slowly, pressing his thumb to her clit and circling carefully. She whined as she got closer to climax, and he worked a third finger into her. She rocked against his hand and drove her own pleasure until she felt the rhythmic fluttering, and then her back arched, and his fingers stopped moving inside her. She clamped down hard.
He chuckled while her sex tried to milk his digits, and when she relaxed, he turned her to the side and moved behind her, sliding his knee between her legs and lining up to work himself into her again. This time, he got a decent amount of himself into her before she felt the edge of his knot.
She exhaled and said, “Of course, you have a knot.”
He chuckled. “Comes with the tusks. You are just lucky that it isn’t a corkscrew.”
He kissed her neck and started to move slowly. She grabbed the bedding for a grip and then clutched at his forearm to brace herself as he moved.
When she came again, she bit him. Sank her teeth right into his arm. He made a soft sound, and her eyes widened as his knot sank in and locked.
Myrtle exhaled on a groan.
“Sorry, Myrtle.” He stroked her forehead with his free hand.
Denith asked, “You knotted her?”
Teyval nodded, “Yeah. It was a reflex.”
“Ouch.”
She slowly released her bite, and then an instinct made her lick at the punctures. Blood was blood.
He kissed her temple. “Sorry, Myrtle.”
“Sorry for the bite. No idea where my fangs came from.” She tried to speak while her body was figuring out what to do with the cock inside her. It seemed that her body had decided to flood it out. It was an interesting sensation.
He whispered in her ear, “What is going on?”
“I am gonna mess the sheets when you come out. Just a warning.” She sighed. “That never makes it into the books.”
