“You need it, don’t you, omega?” He didn’t bother to explain, raking his teeth across my neck, then gripping a fold of flesh between them before letting it go again. “You need to feel my teeth, my fangs, need me to bite down as I force my knot up inside you.” I could see and feel every damn thing he described, making me squirm against him in response. “You need to be mated. All this tending and teasing, it’s just a precursor to this.” He shifted then, so the head of his cock grazed my entrance, and I tried to force my body backwards so as to push it where it needed to go. Only he bit down
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