The knot was getting harder to pull out and every tug and squish of it being shoved back in made Nickov moan loudly.

Then it didn't come out again and Sylv had buried himself to the hilt inside. Nickov felt his cock thicken and pulse deep within his womb, filling him up, making him whimper from the so wonderful feeling before he arched and came again, twice. His cunt squeezed hard around the alpha's engorged knob awhile his cock spurt all over his stomach and chest, painting himself-and a bit of Sylv too-with black ropes of seed.

"Damn..." he panted, legs clutched around Sylv's hips, a small shudder running through him.