"Knot?" she whimpers, her walls tightening around his cock. "Like a wolf?" she read about it on forums. Wolves only knot their mates because they want them to carry their cubs. The thought of it makes her purr happily. "Are you going to knot me, Master Darius?" she asks.
"Oh, sweet love," Master Darius growls. "Anything you want, my love. Anything you want," he says and it feels like more. His grip on her tightens and he thrusts up inside of her, filling her up all the way.
"Do you think you can take it, darling?" Ethan asks.
She thinks so. "I want- I want everything you want, Master Darius," she whispers, blushing when he growls possessively, his grip on her tightening. She's going to be bruised all over tomorrow, but today, she just wants to feel good. She wants her Master Darius to feel good too. She doesn't want him to be gentle if that's not who he is.
"Then you should do it right," Ethan climbs off the bed in one smooth motion and stands on the edge of the bed. "You don't want her like that when you knot, Darius," he suggests.
Master Darius bares his teeth at his twin brother and it's a surreal sight, seeing the two men who looks exactly the same square off at each other like that.
She whines when Master Darius pulls out from her slowly, her walls clenching down unintentionally around his thick length to keep him inside of her. By the time he's all the way out of her, she's meekly whimpering and crying, and when he turns her around to hold her underneath him, she clings to him desperately.
"Shh... It's just for a moment, love," he says.
"Master- Master Darius," she whines.
"There you go, love. Want me to fill you up? Is that it, love?"
She nods. "Yes, yes, please."
"Say it, love. I want to hear you," he says.
Her tongue darts out to wet her lip. Her pupils are big, almost swallowing up her irises. "I want- Master Darius- I want- I want you?" she starts, vulnerable and a little afraid. "I don't know what to say, Master Darius," she blushes.
"Don't you, love?" he teases, rubbing the head of his cock at her opening, rubbing between her pussy lips to make his cock wet with her arousal.
She shivers and licks her lips again. "I want- I want your knot," she tells him, her cheeks on fire. A pause. And then, "Please?" Somewhere beside them, she hears Ethan chuckle and murmurs a soft, 'so-polite'.
"That's it, my love. Sweet thing," he says and slowly begins to take her, pushing past thick walls and entering her deep. His mouth closes over hers, stealing her breath as he takes her virginity. She feels him all around her, all over her, hands and lips and tongue on her skin, perfect and wonderful. He groans into her mouth, rumbling purrs loud enough to silent her moans.
She's so hot, so ready, and when she comes, she clenches around his cock as he begins to settle himself, one hand on her back and the other cradling her head.
"That's it, love. Come for me," he says, holding her hips and rocking into her. She arches like a cat, fur bristling.
"Mast- Master Darius," she cries out.
"I'm here, love," he thrusts into her harsh, yanking her back again and again until it's too much for her to take. "That's it. Breathe through it," he croons, his voice deep and gravelly, steady except for the way his fingers are trembling subtly.
She feels him begin to grow as she drifts, weak and boneless with pleasure. It coils tightly in her belly. She's come already, but she feels like she hasn't stopped. His rhythm slows as he begins to grow deeper inside of her, filling her in impossible ways. Sparks of pleasure rushes through her body. And he thrusts a few more times, keeping his motions shallow and jerky, careful not to hurt her accidentally. He's so big. She tries to wrap her arms around him, but her arms can barely reach all the way around.
"Lovely," he growls. "Just lovely," he repeats and then he's coming.
"Oh! Oh!" she cries out, feeling the heat inside of her, the wet warmth filling everywhere. She clenches so hard that for a bright, burning second, she can't tell the difference between pleasure and pain. They're so interlinked inside her that they might be the same, breaking her completely.
She collapses and slumps into the pillows and she feels him continue to come.
Chapter Ten: Cubs
Darius snarls at Ethan as he knots his mate and attempts to hide her underneath him. He needs to keep her safe and away from other males who could steal her. Except he knows Ethan. He knows his brother. Ethan's an asshole, but he knows where the line is and he knows when he's not wanted.
Ethan rolls his eyes. "Maybe you should take a break. I think she's all sexed out."
It takes a moment for Darius to push his animal back enough to talk at all. "She's so soft," he says, stroking her stomach, feeling a little bump there from where he's inside of her, filling her more come than her little body can take. She's so lovely like this, cheeks slightly red from exertion, eyes open but unseeing.
"Yeah. I didn't think she could take your knot," Ethan admits.
"Cat shifters are different," Darius finds himself saying, having done a little research about it before. He wouldn't have done it if he wasn't sure that she could take it. "She's perfect," he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss on her lips. Gorgeous little thing.