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He pushes his hard length around, coating it in my slick before plunging in, filling me to the hilt. We both groan in relief, but Iggy fucks me slowly, teasing his length in and out of me, so I can feel every bump from his piercings along my inner walls.
The pace is maddening, but finally, finally, he picks up, thrusting faster, pulling out, then slamming in harder. He pauses once to check in, and if I didn't have the gag in my mouth, I'd scream at him to stop asking, but he picks right back up, fucking me with so much care but so much intensity, it's like the only thing on his mind is my pleasure, not his.
He angles his hips, and while I can't touch him, I can feel him, and I can scent him, his body making mine sing with delicious pleasure.
He fucks me harder until his slow ministrations are all but lost, slamming into me, that beautiful piercing on his knot finally hitting my neglected clit. But each heavy stroke, with his piercings along the top side of his cock, slides against my g-spot, and since all I can do is feel, I can't focus on anything but how good it is, how he's building me up, rocking my core.
My pussy clamps tighter, squeezing us both, and he pumps faster until his knot, so swollen he must be aching to come, thickens impossibly large.
Notching that thickness inside me, he shoves forward, and I squeeze, pulling in his knot, a slight sting while it fits, but fuck I need it so bad. His hands disappear from my body, but then something pinches around my clit, and I die.
Electricity zaps my clit, and I convulse; every pleasure center of my body lights up, then both nipples and my clit zap and sting, shocking my nerves, a war of pain and release, and with Iggy knotted so full inside me, still grunting and bucking his hips, I come so hard I nearly black out.
Vaguely aware of Iggy convulsing on top of me, I feel his warm come shooting inside me, our orgasms a lesson in cosmic pleasure, but all I can do is feel, and it's too much.
Still locked inside me, Iggy removes all three clamps, then gently circles my clit, his callused fingers moving slowly at first, then hard and quick, and the change in texture and sensation forces me to come so violently, my teeth grit around the ball gag and I grunt like an animal, shaking and spasming, more slick flooding around his cock.
This time I pass out.
When I come to, both my wrists are being untied simultaneously, an amused lilt of Cass's voice in the room. "Had I known what you two were up to, I'd have left work earlier."
Iggy grunts in response. When I'm fully untied, the gag and mask removed, he strokes my cheek, concern lacing his brows.
"How do you feel, Imogen?"
I croak some intelligible response, followed by a giggle because I have no words. I'm spent. I can't even talk. But I feel un-fucking-believable.
Iggy smiles warmly, then tucks his arms under me, picking me up, cradling me to his chest. Carrying me to the bathroom, since they don't have a tub, he sets me on my feet and then takes great care of washing me down. He washes and conditions my hair, running his fingers through the strands, using the shower sprayer to rinse me off, bringing it down between my legs, rinsing away all the dried slick and come, but he doesn't tease or pleasure me and that in itself is a relief. He just takes care.
Iggy dries me with a towel carefully and thoroughly. I feel ridiculous being cared for like this, like I'm incapable, but my omega is preening at all the attention, and truthfully, I'm still on post-orgasm shaking legs and probably couldn't manage it. I'd still be lying in Cass's bed, sticky, staring at the ceiling, wondering about the meaning of life.
When we return to Cass's room, he's right there with comfy clothes for me, and they both help me dress. Cass already changed the sheets and, since it's way too early for sleep, asks if I want to just relax and watch a movie.
And that sounds perfect. I fall asleep in both their arms, breathing them in, and though my day didn't start off great, I hope they all end something like this.
Chapter 29
Cass
I wake with Imogen in my arms, Iggy's leg over mine, trapping her between us. Iggy's completely out. He'll likely sleep through the morning, which is a good thing. I don't mind sharing my bed with my pack mate while his bedroom is being downsized to make space for the nest, but it's definitely nicer with our mate between us.
She's stirring but still asleep, so I slip out of bed, pull on some clothes, and head to the kitchen. I cook up a couple of omelets, one for her, Red, and one for me, and by the time the coffee's done brewing, she ambles tiredly into the kitchen, stretching her arms overhead. Seeing her in the morning, so relaxed, looking at home here with us, it's what I want to see every single morning for the rest of my life.
"Morning, sunshine." I kiss her temple and wrap her in a hug. "How'd you sleep?"
Imogen moans, "So good," leaning her weight into mine, and I resist the urge to stroke her pussy, letting my stiff cock lift her up. She might not mind, but I saw those clamps; she probably needs a break, even if I've been hard since I walked in at the end of the action last night.
"You're all mine today," I bite her ear, then turn away to finish plating.
"I'm so excited. What are we doing?" She asks, using a fork and knife to carefully cut into her breakfast.
"I thought we could just chill around here for a bit. I have a little work to do for the club later, and I wondered… I mean, I don't know if you'd be into it, and you're definitely not obligated. But with you joining our pack, I thought maybe, uh…" I scratch the back of my neck while Imogen gives me an amused smirk.
"What is it, Cass? You know you can ask me anything," she asks lightly, face open and smiling.
Damn, the girl is so sweet, she's a walking toothache. "Well… we wanted to know—"
"We've been wanting to ask if you want any involvement with the club. You know you can dance anytime you want, but if you wanted to be involved in other ways, too, you can. But you don't have to work." Red grabs his plate after interrupting my embarrassing display of insecurity, but I'm grateful he just spit it out.
