She circles her arms around my neck and rocks her hips against mine.
“I need you, Memphis,” she says in a throaty voice.
Just when I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder…
“And I need you, Sunshine.”
I line my cock up with her entrance, the precum on the tip mixing with her slick. For a moment, I imagine that the seed I leave in her tonight will take root. Seeing her belly rounded with my pup.
There’s no more beautiful image in the fucking world.
When she’s ready, I’ll make it reality. Right now, I’m just going to fuck her until she can’t see straight.
Even after her last orgasm, her inner walls are still unbearably tight. I rock into her slowly, and her body makes room for me. Kissing her forehead, I push into her until I’m fully seated inside.
It’s heaven. She’s heaven.
Brooklyn’s inner muscles clench around me, and I indulge myself for a moment, staying still in her wet heat. She looks up at me with eyes wide in adoration, and I can’t believe I was lucky enough to find her. As long as she wants me, I’m never fucking letting her go.
“This pussy is mine,” I growl.
“Yes,” she answers, eyes glazed. “Yes, God, yes.”
I shift my hips back and drive back into her, hitting a spot inside her that makes her cry out. Her fingers clutch at the muscles of my back, telling me how close she wants me. I thrust faster, my rhythm getting more frenzied the more she claws at me. I have to bite my lip to keep from losing myself in a haze of desire. I want to be present for every second of this.
The night where Brooklyn becomes mine.
My sunshine.
My Omega.
My Pack.
Our girl.
Her hips rock back against mine, her clit brushing against my pubic bone and my growing knot. I can feel her slick dripping around my shaft and making a small puddle on the blankets under us. It’s so unbearably hot, it brings me right to the edge. My balls tighten, and my knot is fully swollen.
I see the glow in her eyes, and I understand that she knows how ready I am.
“I love you, Brooklyn,” I growl. “You’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” she says eagerly, full lips curling into a brilliant smile.
I grit my teeth and force my knot inside her. She screams out with her own orgasm as I lock into her. The connection between us feels like a force of nature. As powerful as an ocean riptide, as solid as the plates of the earth.
My orgasm thunders through me, red hot and completely overpowering. My cock empties itself in her, leaving a piece of me with her. I taste something salty and hot, and I see a rounded wound on Brooklyn’s olive skin. I barely remember making the final conscious decision to do it. Can’t recall the act itself over the raucous thundering in my chest and the all-consuming waves of Brooklyn as she bathes my mind in her light.
Pride and satisfaction course through me, knowing that I’ve marked her. Nobody will ever question that she’s mine.
Suddenly, I feel the faint echo of my joy. It’s like my feelings have doubled, like my heart is able to hold something completely new. Something green and alive, like a new tree branching out.
It’s her.
I feel Brooklyn.
I feel our bond, wild and joyful and bright. She’s like a forest, full of life and growth and secret pleasures.
Brooklyn lets out a long breath, her eyes fluttering shut. I know that she’s going inside her mind, reveling in the feeling of our bond. I roll to my back, pulling her into the crook of my arm so she can rest on my chest.