24. The Final Bond
Chapter twenty-four
The Final Bond
I woke to someone gently washing me with a warm washcloth. Ali was tending to me, lightly stroking my skin to clean it. When he saw my eyes flutter open, he smiled down at me.
"We knocked you out with our sexing," he said proudly.
"So much for stamina," I muttered.
"How did you handle the heat dens anyway?" he frowned. "You didn't have to stay awake?"
"I didn't cum," I yawned. "Not much anyway."
"Oh, damn. We have three weeks of orgasms to make up to you then."
"She's awake?" Zeke appeared in the doorway and I realized that the others were either asleep or scrolling on their phones around the tiny room.
"Sorry for passing out." I sat up and searched for Tiago.
He was sprawled in the corner, watching me with a lazy grin and holding his cock. He ran his thumb over the tip, smearing precum all over it.
"I'm sorry, it's your turn," I said, feeling embarrassed I hadn't even managed to bond with the final man.
"First, you need something to keep your strength up," Zeke said, setting a tray down beside me. There was chocolate, fresh fruit, and some water and coffee.
I reached for the coffee and he stopped me. "Water first. You need hydration, you lost a lot through all that slick."
Rolling my eyes, I drank the entire bottle of water before reaching for the coffee and finishing half of it in one go. Then I started in on the fruit. Surprisingly, I was starving. All that sex had really burned a lot of calories.
When I'd finished eating, Ali handed me more water to drink. I sipped some and handed it back to him, then crawled across the nest to where Tiago was waiting.
"Forgive me for making you wait so long?"
"I think that can be arranged," he smirked, dropping his eyes to his cock. A bead of pre-cum surged up from the tip and he let go. It smacked up onto his stomach, waiting.
I crawled between his open legs and dipped my head to lick a line from his balls up to the tip of his cock, where I captured the drop of salty liquid and ran my tongue around his head. When he sucked in a breath, I dropped my head down, letting him fill my mouth and throat in one go.
Tiago's hands fisted on his thighs, but he didn't touch me as I lifted my head and then started to deepthroat him repeatedly. Spit slobbered out of my mouth and covered him, as slick gushed from my cunt.
"Enough, I'm not finishing in your mouth," he grunted, pulling my head up. "Present."
I turned and presented for him, my head resting on my crossed forearms. I could sense the others in the room, all awake and watching now, as I took my final knot.
"This ass is so perfect for me," Tiago muttered, smacking one ass cheek. I felt the heat of the blood rushing to the surface and then he was running his finger up through my slit and over my asshole. "Where should I take you, in this hole or this one?"
"Pussy," I begged. "Please."
"That makes me want your ass, little one," he chuckled. "But I'll concede this once. Next time, I'll have your ass while Angel takes your pussy."
With that, he rubbed the head of his cock up and down my swollen folds, pressing against my clit. If I'd thought I couldn't cum again, that motion proved me wrong, because my clit immediately perked up again, ready to go.
Tiago pressed into me, easing himself into swollen flesh and parting the way gently until he was fully seated in me. He waited for a long moment, then started to slowly fuck me. It was agonizing, the gradual shift to emptiness, then filling me again.
"Please, Tiago, go faster."
"What do you want?"
"You," I whined. "I want you to fuck me, hard."
"Good thing I love you," he whispered just loud enough for me to hear. He pulled out slowly and slammed back into me, bottoming out almost painfully against my cervix.
I tilted my hips up and pressed back against him as he ground into me, then pulled out and slammed in again. He kept going that way until he couldn't take it anymore. Neither could I. He had me wound up like a string top, ready to go. When he lost his rhythm and hunched over me, his hips pistoning as he chased his pleasure, my orgasm broke over me.
It was the strongest yet. I felt my muscles clamp down on his member and he was caught, his knot instantly inflating to hold him in place as my pussy milked him.
"Oh, damn!" Tiago yelled as he let loose pulse after pulse of hot cum. He'd nearly finished when he twisted into an impossible position and bit down on the soft flesh of my ass cheek. White hot pain rapidly turned to overwhelming pressure as another orgasm crashed over me and a gush of fluid poured out of me. The final bond, glowing bright, fell into place.
I was bonded to my pack.
It took ten minutes for Tiago's knot to soften, but during that time, he rolled us to our sides and cuddled me. Ali came in from the front and bent to kiss me for a long minute before he ducked lower and started to tongue my nipples.
"Ali, I'm done," I protested half-heartedly.
"Maybe not," he winked at me and sucked hard on my nipple. The shot of pleasure went straight to my groin and I clenched my thighs, making Tiago stiffen and groan.
"Stop that, asshole," Tiago muttered. "I'll be inside her forever if you keep that up."
"What about this then?" Ali asked, sliding further down and wrapping his lips around my clit. He sucked it and swirled his tongue over my hard nub until I was whimpering from overwhelm.
My hips started to thrust of their own accord and Tiago groaned again. His knot had started to deflate and his dick softened, but he was rock hard again and started to pump up into me again as Ali expertly tongued me to my final orgasm.
When I tipped over this time, Tiago started to pump into me in earnest, his knot swelling up again as he unleashed more cum to paint my insides. That kept my own excitement growing and I clenched and unclenched, my orgasm wringing everything from him.
As I drifted off to sleep, I heard Ali whisper, "You're welcome."