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“No way.” Larkin shook his head, standing up to have his turn. He grinned at me as he approached. “You’re, like, super competent at everything you do. It’s ridiculously hot, honestly.”

“I feel that,” Asmo piped up, pointing at us with his cup as he lounged beside Susan. “Gets me all worked up watching Susie bowl. And wrestle. Baby, you’re too good at everything.”

Susan flushed with pleasure. “Thanks, sweetie.”

“You ever wrestle, Seb?” Asmo asked cheerfully. “You’ve got the build for it, bro.”

I smiled and shook my head. “Nah. Not my thing.”

“You’ll be wrestling with me later though,” Larkin murmured with a salacious grin. He nudged me with his elbow. “Get it? I mean when we fuck. When you take me to pound town.”

I chuckled, smoothing a hand over his hair. “I got it.”

He was ridiculous sometimes. I loved it. I loved him.

Chapter Forty-One

The Knot

Larkin

“S-Seb.” The word was muffled against his mouth, said between deep, feverish kisses as my body strained off the mattress. “Can we do it now? Please?”

He groaned, fingers stilling inside me. He had freaking four in there, and it felt like we’d been going at it for hours by this point, because he’d been stretching me so slowly and carefully in preparation for what was to come.

I was nervous, and a little scared about how much it was going to hurt, but my patience had worn thin. I wanted him to fuck me now.

Seb pressed another slow kiss to my mouth as he carefully withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling empty, my hole a little achy, but not in a painful way. I was breathing hard, my cock was straining over my belly and my hips kept moving restlessly as he sat up and rubbed my trembling inner thighs.

“Are you sure, sweetheart?”

I shivered at hearing him call me that again, already nodding frantically. “Yes. I’m sure, Seb.”

He exhaled unsteadily and reached for the lube. I bit my lip as I watched him squirt some into his palm and smooth it over his cock, slicking the entire length. He was still in his human form, his warm, hair-dusted thighs resting against the backs of mine. I reached down to creep my fingers onto his knees and shyly asked, “Will you do the half-shift thing?”

A tiny smile stretched his mouth. His fangs emerged, peeking out as his face grew harsher and more lupine, his eyes gleaming gold. The skin under my fingers was suddenly covered in that short pelt, and the hand around his cock now sported wicked black claws. He removed it so I could see the knot bulging at the base of his length, and my breath escaped me in a rush.

“It’s so big,” I breathed, propping myself up on an elbow so I could reach it and dance my fingertips over the swell.

Seb’s hips twitched, but he said, “You don’t have to take it, Lark.”

“No, I want to.” I wet my lips and looked up at him. “Are you going to… f-fuck me with it?”

He shook his head. “If you still want to try and take it when we get to that point, I’ll work it inside you just before I come.”

My cock bucked, pre-cum dripping onto my stomach. I automatically fisted it as I lay back down, a tiny whimper escaping me as my hips strained up into my pumping hand.

Seb groaned, trailing his claws lightly along my inner thighs, making me shudder. “God, I could watch you do that all night.”

I flushed, a weird blend of embarrassment and heady power flowing through my limbs. I kind of liked the thought of jerking off for Seb. The way he was looking at me right now told me he’d really enjoy it.

Swallowing, hoping I didn’t sound like a total inexperienced dork, I said, “I’ll keep touching myself if you fuck me right now.”

Seb’s claws briefly dug into my thighs as his fingers tightened in response. He slid his hands down behind my knees and lifted my legs into the air, spreading them wide and pushing my thighs closer to my torso. My hole clenched in anticipation, and I stilled my hand on my cock so I wouldn’t miss a second of it.

He let go of one leg to grasp his cock and shifted closer, spreading his knees wider. My breath caught when I felt the hot, blunt head brush against my hole. Even that light contact made me quake. I was hypersensitive from being fingered and teased for so long. My toes kept flexing restlessly as my dick throbbed in my fist.

My pulse started to race even faster when Seb notched his tip more firmly against my rim.