Page 27 of Fearless Bond

“It’s okay. Shh. It’s okay. You’re in heat, Calvin. But it’s okay.”

Heat.

My face burned with a fierce blush.

I remembered the need. I accosted him in the hallway and went down on him without asking. I all but attacked his cock. Big, beautiful cock. When I had it in my mouth, fat and hard and warm, I couldn’t bear the emptiness any longer.

Then he’d filled me, and it had been so good. Insanely good.

His huge dick looked scary, but when he pushed it inside me, my body sucked it in. And I’d been so happy when we came together.

The memory of my distorted stomach, full of his knot, made me shiver.

It was a nice shiver, though.

Energy pulsed in my veins.

The scary mountain man had knotted me. He’d spilled his cum in me and soothed the horrendous ache. When I fell asleep in his lap, full of him, I’d been delirious with happiness. I recalled I’d stroked my stomach, thinking of his seed and what it could mean…

“Am I pregnant?” was what came out of my mouth.

Barclay smiled softly. “Unlikely. I knotted you but didn’t breed you.”

“Oh.”

He’d been deep. He’d filled me to the brim. Surely that meant… But he hadn’t breached the mouth to my womb.

I put my hand on my belly. Empty.

Was I disappointed? That couldn’t be right.

Carefully, like approaching a wild deer, Barclay took my hand in his.

“How do you feel?”

I assessed my body. I felt okay. Maybe aroused? Maybe he could let me suck his cock? I wanted to touch it again. Just to make sure it was real. How would his cum taste?

I was going crazy.

My libido had always been a sluggish, unreliable thing, but now it bounced all over the place.

“Calvin? Are you okay?”

I couldn’t ask him to offer me his cock to suck again. That would be nuts.

“I’m hungry,” I blurted. It was true.

Barclay chuckled. Then he leaned closer and pressed the sweetest kiss on my nose.

“I’ll make you pancakes. Do you like pancakes?”

I nodded.

He was so handsome. When he rolled off the bed, I tried to get a glimpse of his groin.

There.

Even soft, his cock looked plump and heavy. I stopped myself from reaching for it, but barely. Barclay dragged a pair of pajama pants up his strong, hairy legs.

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