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“It’ll all make sense soon, but we need to take care of you,” Domh says.

“Oh you’re an asshole,” I curse as a cramp hits at that moment. Gasping, I swear it feels as if the pain is going to rip me in two as I lean over. Their scents fill the SUV, and suddenly all I want is them inside of me. “Give me your dick. Now.”

“Aisling,” Domh says with wide eyes as I straddle him, pushing off my coat to fall onto the floorboard.

I’m slicking as I rock over him, my panties already flooded and ruined. He’s rock hard, and I wonder if he has been since I sat at the table. Grinding on his dick feels good as I find a rhythm, and I can feel my body responding to him.

“Baby,” Domh groans as Caelin throws the car into reverse to leave the parking lot.

“I’ll come by myself if I have to,” I warn him. “I have a feeling it won’t really help, though.”

“Fuck it,” Domh grunts as Evan turns to watch. He already has his cock in his hand as he leans around.

“You’re the only alpha who can fuck her at the moment,” Evan says. “Don’t screw it up.”

“I really didn’t want her first time to happen in a car,” Domh sighs.

“I think you knew it would, though,” I tell him, remembering his words at the restaurant. “Domh.”

Unzipping his pants, he releases his cock, though he has to lift me up to do it. Whining, I pout as he rocks me over himself.

“I had a feeling,” he murmurs, capturing my lips to swallow down my moans. “I hope this doesn’t hurt, Aisling.”

“It already does,” I confess, crying out as the cramps and heat waves flood over me. I’m losing control as I slick, panting hard. “Domh, please help me. I need a knot and your cum right fucking now!”

Ripping my stockings with his hands, I feel the sting of pain as he pulls the sides of my thong so hard it snaps.

“I’m all yours,” he promises. My skirt is pushed up at my waist, and he opens up my corset until my breasts spill out. “Ride my cock like a good fucking girl, Sugar.”

Helping me rise up onto my knees, he lines his cock up with my entrance. There’s the feeling of stretching and a flash of pain that makes me hiss as he pushes his way inside. All the while, his jaw gritting as he keeps his gaze on mine.

“Fuck, this is even better than I dreamed it would be,” he growls. “Talk to me baby. Dig your nails into my back and mark me as yours.”

Mewling, I pant as I struggle to get used to his girth and size. He’s thick enough that all of the slick I have drenching his cock still makes it difficult to take his dick.

“Domh,” I pant, my fingernails digging into his shoulder as my eyes roll. It’s exactly what I want, yet somehow not enough. It hurts, but it feels good. How is it possible for sex to be so confusing?

“I know, Sugar. You’re taking me so good,” he grits out. “Fuck, your pussy was made for me. Just another inch, Aisling. You can do that, right?”

Fuck, I really want to. Preening, I sink down further on his cock, working him deeper inside of me.

“That’s a good girl,” Evan murmurs. “God, your pussy looks so pretty and swollen, filled with his cock. Let’s get his knot inside of you, so you can start to feel better, yeah?”

“Are you sure it’ll fit?” I gasp, rocking up and down on Domh’s cock.

“What do you mean, baby?” Evan asks. “Of course it will.”

“First cock, first knot,” I moan, my head dropping back when Dohm begins to suck on my breasts. I don’t know if he’s talked to them about my innocence.

“You’re doing beautifully for your first time, baby girl. Your ass is bouncing perfectly. I want to fuck you so badly. Take what you need, Aisling. Domh is going to fill you up,” Evan growls.

Caelin curses as he drives, but I ignore him. I need this now. Right, fucking…

As if waiting for me to get more and more desperate, I begin to slide down easier on his cock. My body shudders as my thighs touch Domh’s.

“Goddamn, you’re amazing. Now, it’s my turn, Sugar,” he purrs.

Twisting me until my back hits the leather seats, Dohm pushes his pants down, so he can kneel while still being deep inside my pussy. His hips piston back before thrusting forward, so that all I can feel is him. Moaning, I arch back, struggling to push my hips upward to meet him.