Page 74 of Tempting Frey
I snapped my hips forward, burying my cock in him so deep his belly bulged with it.
I doused the closed gate to his womb with my cum while a voice in my head kept repeating the crudest things.
Defiled and knocked up. He was a virgin, and I fucked him like an animal.
“Say it,” Oliver slurred, sounding delirious. “Say it out loud.”
How much could he feel through our bond? He couldn’t read my mind, could he?
“I’ve defiled you, baby. Turned your sweet little pucker into a big, filthy hole. Fucked you open and bred you like an animal in heat.”
I was shocked by my own words, but Oliver purred like a kitten, pressing on my ass cheeks with both hands, keeping us joined. His words came breathless and fragmented, but oh so sweet.
“You broke me in. I loved that it hurt. It should hurt the first time, right? I felt you all the way in my belly. Did you get me pregnant? I want it.”
We rocked together, tendrils of pleasure running back and forth between our bodies.
“Yes. You’re pregnant. You were so eager for it, my horny little virgin, I had to do it.”
Oliver hummed, scraping the skin on my ass cheeks with his nails.
“You impregnated me. Inseminated me.” Suddenly, he giggled. “God, that sounded wrong. Forget that one.” Another giggle bubbled out, and I had to chuckle with him.
“Too much?” I lifted my head to look into his smiling face.
“I think only fertilize would be worse than inseminate,” he said before he burst into laughter.
“Fecundate?” I tried, and Oliver wheezed.
“Oh God! Are we role-playing a thesaurus now?”
As our laughter quieted, my softened cock slipped out of him. We rolled to the side, facing each other, and Oliver roamed my features, grinning happily.
“But the rest of it was great,” he said quietly, a lovely blush infusing his cheeks.
“Yeah? Role-playing does it for you, my dear mate?”
Oliver waggled his eyebrows. “Oh yeah. We could do the whole scene. I could knock on your door, wearing the lingerie set, but this time you’d say yes.”
I groaned. “I’m not sure I’m ready for that one yet. Too close to home.”
“Hm. We’ll work our way up to it, then.”
“You’re a menace, omega.”
He shrugged, unrepentant. “You love it.”
“I do. I love you.”
He kissed me, and I could feel his happiness radiate from him. It filled my chest with warmth, and when I stroked his belly, tears stung my eyes yet again.
This was my life now. This unrelenting stream of giddy pleasure and soulful happiness.
“Thank you, Teddy,” Oliver whispered, sounding serious all of a sudden.
“For what?” I was the grateful one.
“Indulging me. For being so generous and understanding. For everything.”
