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everything.

I yelp into his mouth as his rough fingers weave past mine and sink through my lower lips, their thickness scrambling my senses.

Astounding pressure stretches my swollen tissues as he spears two digits as deep as they can reach.

So full.

Not full enough.

Sparks shoot from my clitoris as I grind my palm against it, forcing my channel to clamp down on his intrusion.

More.

His tongue leaves my mouth, my moan turning into a shriek as I perceive his retreat as an insult.

My free hand lashes out, finding the nearest bare flesh and raking my nails across it.

His hands work magic. Tugging on my hair before caressing my neck and traveling down my body, his fingers hit every erogenous spot I never knew I possessed, leaving a trail of hypersensitivity I didn’t know was possible.

I grind against my palm and slick around his retreating fingers, another shriek bursting from my throat when he denies my needy insides stimulation.

His growl demands attention, my elevated heart tripping at the menacing sound, even as my arousal blazes through my veins. My eyes pop open and meet his.

Blown pupils, high cheekbones, and alluring lips fill my vision as he removes his other hand from my body.

The loss will not do.

Bucking despite the visceral warning in his deep growl, I shred whatever clothing blocks me from his flesh and lower my other hand, filling the desperate hole he just vacated.

I’ve waited too long. I need relief or this fire will burn me to ashes.

Massive fingers engulf my wrist and yank my frenzied fingers away from my swollen womanhood.

Before I can react, his weight settles over me, grounding me in a terrifyingly marvelous way, my lust praising his touch as my soul basks in his vivaciousness.

The broad head of his cock presses against my entrance.

Huge hands splay around the sides of my skull, bracketing my head in a surprisingly gentle manner despite the chaotic frenzy swirling everywhere.

Delicious agony consumes my body as my heart sings in glee, his forward thrust too hard. I feel as though I’ve been torn in two, the invasion a personal attack too perfect for the life I’ve led.

It’s exactly what I need, my organs seizing around his thick member as my muscles lock in glorious release.

My soul soars above us, watching in rapture as my body continues to convulse around his thickness. It hurts too splendidly for explanation.

I’m too far gone to do more than grab at the remnants of shredded shirt around his waist as he pulls back and rams in harder, scooting my back along the slick-covered floor.

His fingers tighten around my head, holding me in place so he can properly wreck my gripping pussy.

A few brutal thrusts later, he mashes his groin against my lower lips, the stimulation too much for the engorged bundle of nerves above my entrance.

White blinding heat so fierce it feels freezing erupts from my core, making the inflation of his knot a bewildering massacre of my senses.

I soar and yet stay in his arms, the most heavenly cacophony of sensations and emotions flowing between us.

His strained expression and tight jaw accompany the fierce satisfaction he pummels into my heart, and it takes a while before I realize I’m sobbing.

Openly crying, snot and tears threatening to choke me as my chest throbs from my labored breathing.

His knot locks us together, wedged behind my pelvic bone, the tightness painful but delicious.

And too reminiscent of other weight my body has carried.

In the beginning, my failures seemed as though they’d prevail, growing as they should and seemingly healthy. They’d kick and move, stretching my womb and settling lower in my pelvis with each passing day.

The fullness, stretching, and foreign presence in my body aren’t the same, yet the similarities cause horror to break through my euphoria.

The bulky beast above and within me ceases his growl only to snarl and shift, his knot tugging on my overburdened pussy.

The tempting column of his throat blocks my view as he mashes my head where he wants it, my spine forced to contort to meet his needs.

“Mark me. Now.”

As though his fingers pry my teeth apart, my mouth opens and fills with his salty skin.

The thrumming of his blood through his veins pulses along my lips, and I’m helpless to resist the call. Helpless to deny his command.

I sink my teeth into his flesh.

His wild and robust flavor fills my mouth, causing explosions to detonate on my tongue. A convulsion rips through every muscle in my body, the tightening making his knot feel astronomical. Liquid warmth coats my womb as visions steal my attention.

Since before conscious thought, the comfort of his mother’s arms assured him of his place in the world. As the plump little baby grew to become a tumbly toddler, there were always arms to run to. Always a lap nearby. Always a sibling or Mother Omega ready and eager to scoop him up and absolve any tears he might have produced.

A string bean of a child, running in a mob of little beauties, full of life and mischief. Tugging braids, wrestling with brothers, turning doleful hazel eyes up to an admonishing adult over and over. Each time he earned a correction, all he’d had to do was listen and sport those adorable eyes. They’d soften their countenance and offer a cuddle, their harsh words nullified by their caring support.

The cute mop of hair, large hazel eyes, mirthful expression, and exuberance for life were contagious. No one held his pranks against him. Many joined in, loving the young teen’s gleeful smiles and playful mindset.

They welcomed him in every task, including loving on the newborns.

Tiny fingers wrapped around his scrawny knuckle, the awe filling his heart leaking into my own. The warmth of a healthy babe sleeping on his bare chest, the slight weight a comfort more potent than any in life. The continuation of his father’s lineage tucked in the crook of his arm.

A screaming, wriggling little monster too agitated to accept her exhausted mother’s attention, falling into a fit of giggles

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