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 β 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.
There is nothing but triumphβ and a spark of electric pleasure so sweet, he nearly moans with delightβ as Sanji feels Nami's teeth graze his neck, a promise of a mark later that he'll treasure all the more because it's hers. There's not a speck of him that isn't consumed his need of her, by how much he craves her right down to his bones, that doesn't thrill with every admission, demand, and plea that escapes Nami's mouth. The alpha in him practically purrs with satisfaction, his head bowed as his teeth dig into her neck again and again, returning the favor as his hand slides under her, fingers roughly squeezing and fondling her ass even as the thickened length of his cock, now coated in her slick, grinds with relentless vigor against it.
He doesn't even need to look over her shoulder to know the pleasure Zoro must be feeling, fucking into her like he is, because he can feel every ruthless thrust as Nami's body bucks backward, grinding that much harder against him. More than that, he can scent it, too, can smell the ecstasy pouring off them both, the raw, primal pleasure that comes from an alpha claiming his mate.
Maybe that should bother him, but it doesn't. His name might have been a soft whimper, but to him, it's the most beautiful sound there is. Ours, he thinks, and growls with satisfaction, hips jerking harder as he works himself into a frenzy, finger rubbing the swollen nub of her clit in faster, tighter circles as she comes undone between them.
βOurs. Gonna make you feel so good, lovely, leave you so full, make you ours, always ours, only ours,β Sanji groans, shuddering as Zoro's rhythm changes, as the way her body judders in the throes of pleasure suddenly shifts. He grins as he realizes what's happening, eyes darting up to catch the look on Zoro's face the moment his knot slips home, to see the bliss painted there. His mouth dots messy kisses along her jaw and the side of her face, hand giving her shapely ass another rough squeeze, voice breathless as he kisses the shell of her ear. βOur perfect mate. Fuck, Nami, you're pefect.β
Just like the strength of her desire, the pleasure that catapults through her body as Zoro's spend fills the clutching confines of her cunt feels ten times more potent. The scent of her mates threatens to overwhelm her, much like the heat that governs every roll of her hips as she's deliciously pinned and filled between Sanji and Zoro's body, unwilling and seemingly unable to stop herself from seeking out more. The base of Zoro's cock swells as he thrusts fully into her, stretching her walls so suddenly, and so thoroughly, she's got to press her lips together to keep the soft, pleasured scream that threatens lost in her throat. Shuddering and wrapped taut around the thicked up root of Zoro's cock, and filled so completely only a few thick drops of her slick can escape to wet up Sanji's length as he ruts against her from behind, his finger on her clit keeping everything sensation intense, she can't stop herself from trembling against his chest.
"You're both mine, I've never been so happy," she babbles, answering Sanji's warm words with wildly unguarded ones of her own because there's no way she can stop herself from being so completely open, saying things that would be true outside the dome and within. The hand on Zoro's hip grips tight, her body still tight and shuddering around his cock as it stays swollen inside her, keeping her filled in a way that threatens to make her come undone all over again, her hips still rocking slightly against him. "You're both going to get me so full of your cum," she mumbles against the swordsman's skin, biting his shoulder again before she twists at the waist, turning herself enough to be able to kiss Sanji just as needily.
"You're perfect," Nami repeats, the arm around Zoro's shoulders tightening almost possessively as she whispers those words against Sanji's mouth. "You're both so, so fucking perfect."
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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.
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He doesn't even need to look over her shoulder to know the pleasure Zoro must be feeling, fucking into her like he is, because he can feel every ruthless thrust as Nami's body bucks backward, grinding that much harder against him. More than that, he can scent it, too, can smell the ecstasy pouring off them both, the raw, primal pleasure that comes from an alpha claiming his mate.
Maybe that should bother him, but it doesn't. His name might have been a soft whimper, but to him, it's the most beautiful sound there is. Ours, he thinks, and growls with satisfaction, hips jerking harder as he works himself into a frenzy, finger rubbing the swollen nub of her clit in faster, tighter circles as she comes undone between them.
βOurs. Gonna make you feel so good, lovely, leave you so full, make you ours, always ours, only ours,β Sanji groans, shuddering as Zoro's rhythm changes, as the way her body judders in the throes of pleasure suddenly shifts. He grins as he realizes what's happening, eyes darting up to catch the look on Zoro's face the moment his knot slips home, to see the bliss painted there. His mouth dots messy kisses along her jaw and the side of her face, hand giving her shapely ass another rough squeeze, voice breathless as he kisses the shell of her ear. βOur perfect mate. Fuck, Nami, you're pefect.β
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"You're both mine, I've never been so happy," she babbles, answering Sanji's warm words with wildly unguarded ones of her own because there's no way she can stop herself from being so completely open, saying things that would be true outside the dome and within. The hand on Zoro's hip grips tight, her body still tight and shuddering around his cock as it stays swollen inside her, keeping her filled in a way that threatens to make her come undone all over again, her hips still rocking slightly against him. "You're both going to get me so full of your cum," she mumbles against the swordsman's skin, biting his shoulder again before she twists at the waist, turning herself enough to be able to kiss Sanji just as needily.
"You're perfect," Nami repeats, the arm around Zoro's shoulders tightening almost possessively as she whispers those words against Sanji's mouth. "You're both so, so fucking perfect."