Chapter 41
Sutton
Zayd pins me against Layla as he eases his cock out and back in again. “Who am I going to claim?”
Oh, shit.
“Your human.”
He slams into me again. “Who?”
I can’t believe I’m saying this. “Your good boy.” Even more, I can’t believe that it makes me fucking hard as shit to play along.
“Yes. Is my good boy ready for daddy’s knot?”
Zayd is already so fucking big, I don’t know if I can handle any more.
But every piston of his vibrating length in my ass makes me care less and less, just wanting to indulge in the deliciously wicked sensation.
“It is time. I will knot and bite you now. Claim you. Make you mine.” Zayd demands.
While I love the sub play, I decide to speak in defiance instead. “Fucking do it,” I growl as my cock grows impossibly harder, and I ride on the edge of a violent release inside Layla, who watches us in awe as her pussy tightens around my swelling knot.
“Our omega is doing so well. Would you agree, human?” Zayd’s question is somehow commanding and soft.
“So good. She’s our good girl,” I say, locking my eyes with hers.
Zayd hums his approval, making his cock buzz more intensely.
“It feels good, doesn’t it? The vibrating,” Layla asks me. “I can feel him through you.”
Her words are the final call to Zayd’s instinct. “Bite her. Now,” he orders.
I choke back a scream as I lean forward and bury my fangs in the crook of Layla’s neck when Zayd slams into me one last time and comes in hot spurts as his knot stretches me out and his fangs sink into my neck.
As I come from the pulse of Layla’s orgasm and Zayd’s cock exciting my nerves, I say his name in my head and wait for his answer.
And I hear him. “Mine. You are both mine.”