Page 38 of Night with a Gamma
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper to him and I see any thought of hurrying to breakfast has left his mind.
“On your knees, Wren, and open wide. Now.”
Holding out a hand to me, I take it, and I slowly sink to the tile floor in one fluid movement before I reach for his thick cock.
“No, I’m going to fuck your mouth, Wren. Keep your hands on your thighs.”
I do as he says and embrace what he needs in this moment. I play my role because I know he would never hurt me. His need is raw and honest. He was made for me, and I know without a doubt that I was put on this Earth for Harrison. I’m not a stupid woman, and I won’t be wasting this gift.
I part my lips and slide them over the head of his dick. I immediately close my mouth around him.
“Fuck, baby, your mouth is so wet and warm,” he hisses, tilting his hips forward and sliding further in my mouth.
I lift my hands to touch him but drop them back on my legs to keep from touching him.
“I’m not going to last long, but I need to know if you want me to come all over your face or down this tight throat.”
I suction him tighter, slurping sounds bouncing off the shower walls as he pistons in and out of my lips. He’s fucking my mouth and I can tell he’s trying to keep me from gagging as he learns how much I can take.
Most women give blowjobs to receive something in return, but this is about the power I feel while kneeling in front of him. Harrison’s eyes are full of lust and need as I stare at him.
I know I’m bringing him to his knees, all while I’m on mine. His thigh muscles start to tense and his knot starts to swell as he pulls back some so it doesn’t lock behind my teeth. His release is hot on my tongue as streams land in thick ropes. Harrison Grey was meant to bemineand I now understand his earlier words, no one else in the world, justhim.
I want this man to jump the broom with me, breed me, and hold me tight, no matter the cost.
I gag slightly as he pushes his cock to the back of my throat, making sure I swallow every drop of his cum. He can’t get me pregnant this way, but something primal surfaces inside me as he growls lowly.
When the last tremors in Harrison’s legs and ab muscles have stopped, he lifts me up and he presses his lips to mine, kissing me deeply and I know he can taste the salty remains of himself on my tongue. “I’m so fucking in love with you, Little Bird,” he whispers.
I smile at him softly as he carries me to the towel rack and wraps me in a warm fluffy navy towel.
We stand there, lost in each other’s embrace, the moment enveloping us like a cocoon, but the outside world is always waiting. The responsibilities of our lives loom, and the weight of our circumstances presses in on us, but in this moment, none of that matters.
As we step out of the bathroom, wrapped in towels and laughter, the cold air bites at my skin, a stark reminder of the winter that has settled in. I look out of the window, watching as the first snowflakes begin to fall, delicate and beautiful against the backdrop of the darkening sky.
“Winter is here,” I say, turning back to Harrison, who is watching me with a soft smile.
“Yeah,” he replies, stepping closer, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “But it’s going to be a different kind of winter this year. One filled with warmth and love.”
I nod, feeling the truth of his words settle deep within me.
The day stretches ahead of us, full of promise and uncertainty, but I’m ready. With Harrison, I feel invincible, and as I take his hand, I know we’re embarking on a new adventure — one that will change our lives forever.
But for now, it’s just the two of us, hand in hand, ready to embrace whatever comes next.
Later that day,after we’ve settled into a comfortable routine, I find myself curled up on the couch, a pink and orange paisley blanket draped over my legs as I sip a steaming cup of elderberryherbal tea. Harrison sits across from me, a playful glint in his eyes as he flips through the channels on the TV, searching for something to watch.
“Do you ever stop moving?” I tease, placing my cup down on the table with a gentle clink.
He smirks, glancing at me. “Only when I’m with you.”
I roll my eyes but can’t suppress the smile that spreads across my face. “You’d better be careful; I might take that as an invitation to keep you here forever.”
His expression shifts, growing serious for a moment. “I wouldn’t mind that at all.”
The weight of his words lingers in the air, and I can feel the connection between us deepen. It’s a sweet moment, filled with unspoken words and shared dreams, and I savor it.
“Do you think we’ll ever have a chance at a normal life?” I ask, my voice softening as I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees.
