Page 112 of Knot My Pack


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“Where’s the lube, love?” he asks in a rough voice.

“In the second drawer,” I say through a moan. “Hurry, Damon.”

I hear the sound of the drawer being opened and then closed shut. Next second, a stream of cold liquid trickles down my crack.

Damon coats the lube all over my rim before inserting a finger in me. My cock twitches, dribbling precum.

“Damon, please...”

“Sshh. You’ll wake her up.”

My fingers grab the sheets as he lifts my ass.

“Damon...” I moan, feeling the light prod of his cock at my entrance. My back arches, wanting him to breach my tight channel.

He pries my cheeks apart and prods at me.

I angle my body and push back against him.

A ragged chuckle escapes him. “Have you always been this impatient?”

“Fuck you,” I say. “No, wait. Fuck me.”

Damon’s body leans against my back. His fingers grip my hips tight while his cock aligns against my entrance.

A groan escapes me as he thrusts inside me.

The head of his cock pushes in but he’s still only halfway in.

Pulling out, he plunges in harder, sliding even deeper into me.

Gasps escape me as my body tries to swallow him inside me. My muscles clench tight, drawing out rough groans from him.

His thrusts turn hard and fast, rocking me forward.

The bed rattles underneath me. I’m afraid the noises escaping us are so loud, they’d wake our innocent mate lying next to me.

Despite the awareness, I can’t stop the moans escaping me. My fingers grip the sheet as Damon plunges inside me. Fire courses through my veins, driving me mad with pleasure.

Damon sinks his teeth into the juncture where my shoulder and neck meet.

I yowl from the sudden pain.

His tongue is warm as he laps over the sore spot, soothing the sting.

“Fuck, Damon,” I gasp while he continues to thrust inside me.

He ends up biting my shoulder again.

The combination of pleasure and pain intensifies every sensation in my body. I’m blind to everything except for the throbbing heat in my belly.

The scent of roses wraps around me as Damon pounds inside me.

“Just look at her,” Damon says in a raspy whisper. “Don’t you want to do wicked things to her?”

I focus my vision on Iris.

She continues to sleep. The pure innocence on her pretty face makes my insides howl with desire.

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