Reign
The sight before me had me rock-hard and raring to go. Ragnor's cock hovering just below Deidre's dripping cunt, her body flushed and ready, her mouth still glistening with Ryker's precum.
"Please," Deidre whined, "Please, Daddy, I need it. I need your cock inside me."
Ragnor held her firmly, keeping that maddening inch of space between his cock and her pussy.
"You want it, baby girl?" he teased in a dangerously low voice.
"Yes," she gasped, squirming in his grip. "Yes, please, I want it so bad. Fuck me, mark me, make me yours completely."
"Then beg for it," he commanded, stroking her cheek. "Beg as you mean it, sweet girl."
Deidre's eyes widened, but she complied eagerly, her voice rising in pitch. "Please, my Alphas, please fuck me! I've been so good, I've waited so long. I need your cocks, need you to fill me up, please."
She was practically sobbing with need, her body trembling.
"Reign," he said, his voice so deceptively casual. "Has she begged enough?"
