Page 51 of Baldr's Secret Mate

Nodding, Mist reached down between us, his fingers probing gently at my entrance. I gasped at the unfamiliar sensation, my body tensing instinctively. A bundle of nerves lit up that I’d never really explored and I let out a low groan, loving every bit of it.

“Relax,” Mist soothed, kissing along my jaw. “I've got you.”

Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to relax. Mist's finger slowly pushed inside, and I moaned at the strange mixture of pain and pleasure. However, the pain faded almost instantly leaving nothing behind but pure bliss and a pressure that made me squirm with delight.

Mist worked me open slowly, adding a second finger and then a third, stretching me carefully. He used his own pre-cum and saliva to make the friction as smooth as possible. The discomfort melted into pleasure as he found that spot insideme that made me see stars. I writhed beneath him, gasping and moaning as waves of ecstasy washed over me.

“Mist, please,” I begged, my voice hoarse with need. “I'm ready. I need you inside me.”

He withdrew his fingers, and I whimpered at the loss. I loved the feeling of being stretched by him. But if his fingers felt that good, I had a feeling his cock would be even better. Mist positioned himself between my legs, the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance. Our eyes locked, and I saw a mixture of love, lust, and nervousness in his gaze.

“Are you sure?” he asked one last time.

In response, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer. “Yes,” I breathed. “Make me yours, Mist. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Mist nodded, his eyes filled with love and desire. Slowly, he began to push inside me. I gasped at the initial stretch, my fingers digging into his shoulders. The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever felt before - a delicious fullness that sent sparks of pleasure through my entire body. And I was full of amazement. Mist was no slouch in the dick department, but I was much bigger. How the hell had he managed to take me so easily? And in my Alpha form to boot? The guy must’ve been built for this. I, on the other hand, felt extraordinarily delicate all of a sudden.

“Oh gods,” Mist groaned, his voice strained. “You feel amazing, Baldr. Fuck…”

I could only moan in response as he sank deeper, inch by glorious inch. When he was fully seated inside me, we both paused, panting. The bond between us flared brightly, our emotions and sensations intertwining until I couldn't tell where I ended and Mist began. The way he pulsed and throbbed inside me pressed my special spot, making it impossible to think anything remotely coherent.

“Move,” I whispered, rolling my hips experimentally. “Please, Mist. I need you to take me.”

He began to thrust, slowly at first, letting me adjust to the new sensation. Mist's movements were gentle and controlled, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I clung to him, my nails digging into his back as I adjusted to the unfamiliar fullness. The initial discomfort was a distant memory, replaced by an intense, building pleasure that left me gasping and begging for more.

“Baldr,” Mist breathed against my neck, his voice thick with emotion. “You feel incredible. So tight, so perfect. I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you too,” I moaned in response, arching my back to take him deeper. The angle change caused him to brush against that spot inside me, and I cried out, seeing stars. “There,” I gasped. “Right there, Mist. Please, don't stop.”

He growled low in his throat, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. His thrusts became more forceful, more confident as he found a rhythm that suited us both. I found myself crying out into the night each time his body collided with mine. His cock thrummed against my prostate, driving me nearly insane with pleasure. At the same time I felt his cock bottom out, hitting a second ring inside me that I didn’t even know I had.

Our bodies moved together in perfect synchronization, the bond between us amplifying every sensation in an endless feedback loop. Mist's thrusts became more urgent, his breathing ragged as he drove deeper into me. I clung to him, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him closer with each thrust. I needed all of him, every last drop inside me. My own cock had been abandoned since we started, but my orgasm was building quickly. With Mist’s expert touch, I wouldn’t need to help it along.

“Mist,” I moaned, my voice breaking with pleasure. “I'm close. So close.”

He nodded, his forehead pressed against mine as he continued to move. “Me too,” he panted. “Come for me, Baldr. I want to feel you.”

His hand snaked between our bodies, wrapping around my neglected cock. The dual stimulation was almost too much to bear. With a few expert strokes, I was teetering on the edge of ecstasy.

“Mist!” I cried out as my orgasm crashed over me. My body tensed, cock throbbing wildly as I shot my load between us, coating our abdomens in hot sticky cum.

At the same time I felt Mist’s pleasure reach a fever pitch, the sudden tightness of my body around him creating too much friction to resist. With a cry he slammed his cock to the hilt, burying it deep inside me. Heat flooded my belly as he came over and over again, breeding me just like I had done to him our first night. Even as I was lost in the heat of the moment, I felt our bond deepen, the prickling sensation at the back of my neck settling into a persistent and pleasurable warmth.

As our climaxes subsided, Mist collapsed on top of me, his weight a comforting presence. We lay there, panting and trembling, our bodies still intimately connected. I ran my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair, marveling at the intensity of what we'd just shared.

“That was...” Mist began, his voice muffled against my chest.

“Incredible,” I finished for him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

He lifted his head to look at me, his green eyes shining with love and contentment. “I've never felt anything like that before,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss me softly. “It was… I don’t know… better than I expected I guess.”

I returned the kiss, savoring the tenderness of the moment. “Me neither,” I admitted. “I didn't know it could be like that good. I’ve never done that before.”

“Really? Not with anyone?”

I shook my head. “You’re the first.”

He smiled down at me, his dark hair hanging around his face. “I’m honored.”

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