Page 27 of Glory Troll

“Yes,” he rasped again, pulling out and thrusting in so hard we both groaned. “I will fuck you, Oliver.”

Our skin slapped once more. “I will fuck you so hard you will forget your name, älskling.”

I whimpered when Bo dragged his enormous dick out and slammed it back in.

“I love your ass, Ollie. I love the way it moves,” he grunted, groping both of my cheeks and massaging them with firm hands. “Gods, the way it jiggles when I pound it.” The last words came out on a low whimper and he sped up, spreading me wide open for him.

He’s trying to screw my brain out of my skull.

I lost it entirely when I turned my head, needing to see him, and I found him staring down at the place where he thrust his cock inside me. Bo looked untamed and dangerous, the long blond hair obscuring his face with a few strands sticking to his sweaty skin, and fangs bared.

“Oh God!” With an almost inhuman groan, I half collapsed on the bed, my back arched and ass up in the air, offering myself to this Norse god.

For a moment, he faltered in his frenzy, eyes snapping up to my face. Then they softened, melted, and he sank back in so slowly I hated him for it. Just long enough until he was balls-deep in me again.

Displaying his unbelievable strength again, he lowered his body, covering mine and cocooning me in a tender embrace.

“You are perfect, Oliver,” he murmured near my ear, kissing the side of my neck, before swiftly moving to my shoulder and closing his fangs on my muscle. Then he stilled again, not in his movements in me; he rolled his hips steadily against my ass, a wave building up.

“Do it!” I moaned, head tossing from side to side. No idea how I knew what would happen next, but I was certain I wanted it. “Go on, baby, please! I need you to….please…”

His bite pushed me over the line as the wave crashed and dragged me under.

Rope after rope of my cum drenched the sheets under me as the pleasure boiled over. His, too. One, two deep thrusts and he came in my ass, his hot release filling me up. Bo growled into my skin, then let go and I felt him lick the bite marks clean before he nosed them.

“I didn’t know you were part cat, darling,” I huffed, hugging my pillow to my chest.

“Cat?”

“Aye, you rub your nose on me like a cat. It’s cute.”

“Cute? Seriously, Ollie? I am still balls deep in you after I filled your tight little hole with so much of my cum you’ll be dripping with it. Cute?” His grumpy tone made me giggle uncontrollably. It turned into a groan when he slipped out of me, my ass suddenly empty and gaping and already missing the feel of him.

Bo lowered himself next to me, booping my nose with his thick index. “Why the pout, älskling?”

“Nothing.” I buried my face in the pillow.I don’t want to discuss my ass with you right now.

A strong leg and a heavy arm settled over me, and he plastered his body to my side.Just ignore his wet cock, Oliver.

“I’m sorry if I upset you,” Bo said quietly, burying his face in my neck.

“You didn’t,” I muttered back. “I just feel stupid and—”

“You are not stupid, Oliver Bright. Kind. Smart. Funny. Beautiful. And so hot, yes.” Bo chuckled and kissed the sensitive skin under my ear. “But not stupid.” He pressed another lingering, open-mouthed kiss on my neck. “I shouldn’t rub my nose on you.”

“Why not?” I grabbed the back of his head to keep his mouth where it was.

“Because it’s…not good.”

“Hey, I told you it’s cute,” I objected, but he pulled back and rolled away from me.

Needy—and cold—as I was, I followed him, icy limbs plastered to his body.

“Gods, you’re freezing. Come here.” Bo’s arm snuck around my back to bring me closer to his skin, and he fished for the duvet, dragging it up to my ears.

“Why is it not good?” I asked quietly, kissing his hairy pec and enjoying the full body shiver that went through him at my touch.

It wasn’t just how I reacted to him that fascinated me, but also the depths of feelings I stirred in Bo.

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