Chapter 89
Chapter Eighty-Nine
Robin
There’s a slight ache under the intense pleasure as Falcon gives me every inch of his length. He’s thick enough to make my legs shake as he enters me, too. I’m breathless when he stops pushing and admits I’ve got all of him.
“Feels pretty fucking incredible, doesn’t it?” Shayne asks.
I can barely think, so talking is out of the question.
I moan instead, lifting my head to move my hair to the side and let Shayne have room to mark my throat. I move a hand to stroke my throat as I gaze pleadingly back at my movie star handsome mate.
He smiles as he realizes I’m asking for his mark.
“Already?” he murmurs.
“It does hurt, doesn’t it?” Falcon asks.
I shake my head and grope his ass again with the hand I’m still holding on with.
I rock, trying to get him to thrust.
He seems too worried about hurting me.
I sigh, and Shayne kisses my throat.
He uses a hand on my breasts as his teeth scrape along my neck.
Shivering, I gaze back at Falcon.
“More,” I whisper. “Please …”
His cock starts to swell inside me, and the feeling is enough to push me to the edge of another climax. Then, Shayne sinks his fangs into my throat, and the combined sensations send me sailing way over the edge, crying out in intense pleasure as one mate claims me and the other marks me.
I’m Pack Falcone now, and I have no regrets.
Falcon starts to thrust lightly as my body clenches around his huge, swollen cock.
I hadn’t been sure that a Beta could take a knot, but now I’ve confirmed I can, and it’s the most incredible feeling I’ve ever had.
If Falcon wants to slow fuck me all night, I’m more than willing.