Zoro feels the tremors start deep within Nami's body, tightening around him as she works between them. Her nails digging into his shoulder are a welcome pressure that mirrors the intensity building inside him. Her words, raw and breathless, wash over him – I'm yours... I need you both... make me yours. The alpha in him swells with possessive triumph, a low growl rumbling in his chest. He thrusts harder, deeper, wanting to bury himself completely within her heat, to leave no doubt of his claim even as he feels Sanji grinding against her back, claiming her in his own way. The dual sensation is maddening, a symphony of pleasure and instinct.
Her slick coats his cock, thick and hot, and he can't help the long, drawn out moan that escapes when she tightens helplessly around him. He watches Nami's eyes flutter closed, hears her ragged gasps as her orgasm builds, and he thinks to himself that she must be the most beautiful person to ever exist.
The bite she gives his shoulder sends a jolt of exquisite pain and possessiveness through him. He thrusts again, the world narrowing to the feel of her body clenching around his, the sound of her voice, the scent of her arousal thick in the air. This isn't just mating; it's claiming, it's belonging, it's everything the alpha in him craves.
When she finally cries out their names, shuddering between them, the impending release he feels is staggering. His own body tenses, his knot growing until, with a final, deep thrust, it swells and seats firmly inside her. A groan is ripped from his throat, a guttural sound of satisfaction and completion.
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Her slick coats his cock, thick and hot, and he can't help the long, drawn out moan that escapes when she tightens helplessly around him. He watches Nami's eyes flutter closed, hears her ragged gasps as her orgasm builds, and he thinks to himself that she must be the most beautiful person to ever exist.
The bite she gives his shoulder sends a jolt of exquisite pain and possessiveness through him. He thrusts again, the world narrowing to the feel of her body clenching around his, the sound of her voice, the scent of her arousal thick in the air. This isn't just mating; it's claiming, it's belonging, it's everything the alpha in him craves.
When she finally cries out their names, shuddering between them, the impending release he feels is staggering. His own body tenses, his knot growing until, with a final, deep thrust, it swells and seats firmly inside her. A groan is ripped from his throat, a guttural sound of satisfaction and completion.