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“Freya,” I groaned, her name a rough, desperate sound.

She tightened around me, her body shuddering with the force of her own climax. The sensation, the sight of her coming undone beneath me, sent me spiraling into my own release.

But I didn't stop.

I was fucking greedy.

I wanted more.

Freya's moans grew louder, her body trembling with each stroke. She was close, so close so soon, and I could feel the tension building within her, the way her muscles tightened around me. The sensation was almost too much to bear, but I held on, driving deeper, harder, my fingers working her clit in time with my thrusts.

And then she shattered. Her climax hit her with the force of a storm, her body arching against me, her walls contracting around my cock. The feeling was indescribable, a tight, pulsing heat that gripped me, pulled me deeper. Her moans turned into a cry of pure pleasure, the sound echoing in the room.

The sensation of her release, the way her body milked me, drove me to the edge. I thrust harder, my movements frantic, desperate, chasing my own release. The pleasure built, a crescendo of sensation that consumed me, until I finally let go. My orgasm hit me like a lightning bolt, every nerve ending igniting with intense pleasure. I groaned, my body shuddering, the release overwhelming, spilling into her with a final, powerful thrust.

For a moment, we stayed like that, our bodies entwined, hearts pounding in unison. The room was filled with the sound of our ragged breaths, the aftermath of our wild, unrestrained need.

Slowly, I eased out of her, feeling the loss of her warmth, her tightness, but also a deep sense of satisfaction, a connection that went beyond the physical.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, our bodies still trembling from the intensity of our shared release. This was where we belonged, together, in each other's arms, every barrier between us shattered.

"Mine," I whispered in her ear. "My wife. My… everything."

Freya hummed, pressing a kiss on my collarbone.

I scooped her up in my arms, bridal-style, intending to take her to bed. But she was asleep before I even made it to the stairs.

I had given up everything for her… and, in return, I gained more than I could have ever hoped for.

Epilogue

The Disappearance of Henry Mathers

By Kara Paige

April 23

Kara:Hello, Mr. Mathers. So good of you to make this meeting.

Mathers:grunts.

Kara:You weren’t at the championship game. You weren’t on the ice, in the stands. Records show you were a healthy scratch. Want to weigh in on why you weren’t there for the most important game of the season?

Mathers:I had other things to do.

Kara:Other. Things.

Mathers:stares back

Freya:Honey, you’re being difficult.

Kara:Would it have anything to do with your nuptials?

Mathers:That’s none of your business.

Kara:pinches the bridge of her noseWhat are your plans moving forward? Will you be training in the spring?

Mathers:Yes.

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