Page 33 of Tempting Frey
“You’re happy,” I breathed.
“Baby, I’m… in heaven. You can feel it just like I can feel you.”
In a matter of minutes, everything had changed. I went from sheer agony to the happiest moment of my life. My mate, my Teddy, was smiling at me with tears in his eyes.
“I told you we were mates,” I choked out.
He laughed as he carried me in his arms to his bedroom. The knot moved inside me with each step.
“There’s this spot inside me… There. Oh… Aah, Teddy!”
“Yeah, we’re not done.”
He sat on the bed with me in his lap, my feet on the mattress by his hips, and the changed angle and new pressure up my hole made me arch my back. Holding my hips in his large hands, Frey helped me to move.
“That’s it. You can ride my knot. Take what you need.”
Damn right, I was going to take what I needed!
I bounced on his knot, bracing myself with my hands on his knees. He caressed my belly, palming the place where I could feel him the most on the inside, and I glanced down.
Oh wow!
There was a big fucking bulge below my belly button.
The shock from seeing my distorted body lasted only a second. Because this was Frey’s cock, my Teddy’s amazing cock,deepinside me.
Delicious pleasure burst from the very place. I came, watching the bulge move.
In a few days, I’d be pregnant with his cub.
I threw my head back and let the euphoria swallow me whole.
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FREY
Even with all the powerful sensations in my body, I wasn’t sure if this was real.
Oliver came to me. He gave himself to me.
Beautiful, untouchable Oliver was suddenly naked in my arms, his muscles rippling, his hips rolling sinuously, his insides clenching on my knot.
God help me, but he was breathtaking.
Was I truly allowed to make love to him? I spread my fingers, covering more of his skin, and felt his movements as he rode out the aftershocks of his orgasm.
With his eyes closed, a happy smile, and an upturned face, he looked as if he were catching the first warm sunbeams of spring. Luxuriating. He was fucking himself on my knot, slower and slower. His low moans sounded blissful.
My mate.
Of course he was. Maybe a part of me had known, even back then, but it hadn’t been the right time. This wasn’t the eighteen hundreds anymore, and even if I had been sure, I wouldn’t havetaken him on the night of his eighteenth birthday right from under his parents’ noses.
But now… everything was possible.
I could eat him up with my eyes and hands without a speck of shame.
He had gorgeous nipples and the most perfect soft belly with a subtle curve to it. When he leaned backward, I could see the bulge my dick made. That was so fucking satisfying to see.Myomega, full ofme.
