Page 118 of Pack Baby for the Bratva
"Not yet, omega." Artem pulled out and nodded to his brother.
Ivan pulled her on top of him. Maeve widened her legs as she settled on his cock. I moved behind her, wetting my fingers with her slick before pressing them into her tight hole, scissoring and stretching her carefully.
Her head flung back. "Please fill me," she begged.
"I'm going to knot you," I whispered.
I rushed to the bathroom and slid a condom over my cock. I wanted my cum in every hole, but tonight I was also going to claim and knot her pussy.
Back on the nest, I stroked my cock with one hand while I stretched her hole enough to take my dick.
"Gregor," she gasped, her head falling back against my shoulder.
When she was finally ready, I pulled out my fingers, lined up my cock and pushed in slowly.
"Breathe..." I murmured in her ear. "Keep breathing." I pushed inch by thick inch. The overwhelming sensation ofsliding inside her while Ivan was buried deep in her pussy made my vision white out.
A guttural roar ripped from my throat.
She was completely filled. Claimed in every possible way by the men who would burn the world down for her.
We began to move, a primal, synchronized rhythm that drove her higher and higher. The room echoed with the wet sounds of our bodies, her broken moans, and our harsh, demanding growls.
She was fucking perfect. She clenched around me while Ivan’s cock filled her pussy.
Ivan and I moved in sync, fucking our omega until she was shaking and sobbing with pleasure.
"I'm coming...I'm..."
"I need to knot you," Ivan grunted, his eyes black with lust. "Take it, malen'kaya."
"Please..."
Ivan cursed as he ground against her. He pulled out and then pushed back in, this time pushing harder until he locked his knot deep inside her with a guttural roar.
I thrust into her, drawing out her orgasm until she was clenching and fluttering around both of us.
"Oh God," she whimpered.
When Ivan’s knot finally went down, I pulled out, dragged off the condom before I flipped Maeve onto her back, and hooked her legs over my shoulders.
I drove into her cum-slick pussy in one brutal thrust, bottoming out.
“Mine,” I growled against her mouth. “Our perfect fucking omega.”
I fucked her hard and deep, savoring every wet slap of skin, every gasp and moan. Her walls gripped me like a velvet glove.
When my knot began to swell, I pressed it against her entrance and pushed. The thick bulb popped inside her. Her eyes rolled as I stretched her to her limit, and locked us together.
"Oh my..." Maeve screamed as her pussy spasmed around my knot and another powerful orgasm ripped through her.
I snarled and came with thick, heavy jets of cum flooding her insides, pulse after pulse, and my knot sealing every drop deep inside her.
I stayed locked inside my mate, purring deeply, my hand covering her belly. I so wanted to see her pregnant with our pack baby again.
When my knot finally eased, I withdrew carefully and gathered her against my chest. Maeve should have been limp with exhaustion. Instead, she turned in my arms, her brilliant green eyes locking onto mine, feral and completely lucid.
"Gregor," she panted, her chest heaving. "Make me yours."
