Chapter 21 #2
She pushes back to meet every thrust, her voice hoarse as she moans my name like a prayer.
I reach around and find her clit, rubbing it in tight, firm circles while I fuck her quivering body.
Another orgasm rips through her, stronger than the last few.
I can feel her tiring beneath me, and she collapses forward onto her forearms, her ass still positioned perfectly for the smacks I continue to deliver while I rut her. Fucking hell, so sexy!
I can’t slow down now. My instincts are too wild. The need is too great. I’m getting close, but even that won’t be enough. It’ll just be an appetizer to feed the insatiable hunger.
I cover her completely, my chest against her back, teeth sinking into the mark on her shoulder while I hammer my cock into her with punishing force.
Every thrust brings me a little closer to the release I desperately crave.
I can already feel the knot trying to swell at the base of my cock, catching at her entrance with every thrust. Soon, it’ll trap us in sublime ecstasy.
“You’re finally going to take my knot,” I snarl, hips still moving like a jackhammer as I rut my gorgeous mate. “I’m going to fill you with my seed, then we’ll be locked together while I put a baby in your belly.”
She groans and I feel her come again. “I know it’s the frenzy, but right now, all I want is…is…”
“To be bred? To feel my pup growing inside you?” I ask, my dick throbbing out of control inside her.
“Yes, god yes,” she whimpers.
She pushes back harder, greedy for it. I reach forward and tangle my fingers in her hair, pulling her head back so I can bite her neck.
My hips keep moving savagely, striving for my release.
The knot is getting bigger. My balls are getting tighter.
I feel her come again, her pussy desperate for everything I’ve promised her.
“You’re mine, Taryn,” I yell possessively, the words never sounding truer. “And now you’re going to get everything your sweet little pussy has been begging for.”
I roar with a primal fury that actually does shake the windows.
I slam into her, my hot seed spewing into her pussy as I ejaculate.
I try to keep moving, but the knot swells fast, stretching her around my cock until she’s keening one long, high incoherent sound from the stretch and the orgasms my throbbing cock forces out of her.
“Oh god, I feel it! I feel your knot!” she cries out, as tears pour down her beautiful face.
The knot swells to full size, locking us together.
I keep erupting inside her, my dick jammed so tight against her cervix, I know I’m flooding her womb.
The knot is more than just a seal. It makes my cock pulse constantly, emptying my balls of every last drop of cum while she clenches and flutters, eager for all of it.
The bond closes around us with the knot, locking every year of loneliness behind me even as it locks us together. Taryn is my future now. She’s my mate. My knot knows it, I know it, my fucking soul knows it.
“This is incredible,” she groans, lightly orgasming around my knot each time I throb.
“Yes, mate,” I growl. “If we didn’t already know it, this would be proof that the frenzy has finally arrived.”
We stay locked together, collapsed in the ruins, my body covering hers completely.
I lick the fresh bite on her skin, soothing it even as it heals before my eyes.
The waves of pleasure roll through us while my knot continues to throb, feeding her just a little more of my seed every time she squeezes it with another rush of bliss.
Our bodies stay joined for almost an hour before the knot finally starts to ease.
I groan because it’s a little painful as it recedes, mainly because of the ache that comes with separation.
I sigh once I’m soft inside her, gently easing my cock out of her battered passage.
Even after knotting her, our combined release runs down her thighs.
I feel a deep rumble in my chest at the sight, thoroughly satisfied to see my mate dripping with my seed.
I pull her into my arms, settling on my back so that she’s draped across my chest. Her breathing is ragged and her body is limp, trembling with the aftershocks. Still, her eyes are bright with the frenzy. This is nothing more than a brief respite.
It doesn’t last long before I’m hard again and Taryn is squirming in my arms, her gentle sounds as telling as the sweet scent of her fresh arousal. The frenzy wants more and we do too. It’s going to be like this until the frenzy passes. We’re lucky we had enough time to catch our breath.
“You’re ready for more, aren’t you, little girl?” I growl, her wet heat now rubbing against my leg.
“Yes,” she groans. “I can’t help it.”
I lift my beautiful mate like she weighs nothing and sit up against the side of the couch before impaling her on my newly hard cock.
She lets out a loud gasp of pleasure as she takes me inside.
She’s facing away from me now, and I take advantage of the position to slap her gorgeous ass while she rides my dick.
The frenzy has consumed us again and we fucking love it.
The night stretches on in a haze of raw, violent pleasure.
I take her against the windows overlooking Covington, her tits pressed against the glass while I fuck her from behind hard enough to make the panes rattle.
I bend her over the wet bar and spank her ass until it’s cherry red, just because I can, then fuck her until she’s sobbing with ecstasy.
Just when she thinks I might be done with her, I pin her to the floor so I can rut her again. So I can knot her again.
The frenzy doesn’t burn out. It reignites every time we collapse, bringing us back from the brink of exhaustion. Sometimes I’m the first to move, already hard after knotting my mate. Sometimes she can’t wait, and her lips get my cock hard as a rock again.
We don’t know how to stop.
We can’t. The frenzy won’t allow it.