His thumb teased it while he filled me with three fingers. His other hand wrapped around my mouth to muffle my cries of pleasure as he slowly fucked me.

I came dizzyingly fast, but it wasn’t enough.

My body was practically buzzing with need.

He slid his fingers free and lifted me higher on the countertop. My palms spread on the stone for balance, and his slick hand dipped beneath my ass.

The head of his cock pressed against my entrance a moment later.

“You’re sure it won’t hurt?” I asked against the hand he still had covering my mouth.

“Positive. You’ll be screaming in pleasure for so long that everyone in the ballroom will know exactly what we’re doing.”

I was so overwhelmed with need, I wasn’t even embarrassed by his words. “Then hurry up already.”

He gave me a rough laugh before thrusting inside me, slowly.

His cock definitely felt different.

Harder, and smoother. The sensation was unreal.

I moaned a curse against his hand as he filled me, swearing into my ear while he drove in deeper. “Fuck, Sweetheart, you’re so wet and tight for me tonight.”

We groaned together when he bottomed out inside me.

My toes curled, my entire body arching as I tried to take more of him, but that was everything.

I suddenly understood what the other women were talking about when they said no one ever only wanted one cock during breeding.

Somehow, I ached for more.

“We’re not lasting long like this. Stay loose when we come, or the barbs will feel more intense,” he said.

I wanted to feel more intense, though my thoughts were clearly scrambled by the heat of the moment and my hormones.

He pulled out and thrust lightly.

Once.

Twice.

A third time.

His fingers brushed my clit, and I shattered with a scream against his palm.

He snarled into my ear, his cock throbbing and swelling.

My scream of pleasure grew louder as thick protrusions emerged from his hardness, locking him inside me. They weren’t cutting me, but they were intensely sharp in a way that warned me I’d better not move.

The pressure of them dragged out my climax longer than I would’ve ever imagined.

It didn’t stop.

It just. Kept. Going.

Triton kissed my shoulders and throat, stroking my skin as I came, and came, and came. My eyes watered from overwhelming pleasure, not pain.

“How long?” I choked out.

“Only a few more seconds, Sweetheart. I can feel them starting to loosen.”

I moaned.

He kissed my throat again, still slowly rubbing my arms and breasts through my pleasure.

The barbs finally eased a moment later, and I was panting violently when they disappeared completely into his erection, ending my orgasm.

“Holy fuck,” I panted, earning a low laugh.

“You feel good?”

“Way more than good.”