Page 32 of Tempting Frey
“One more,” he ordered. “C’mon.”
Red-hot pleasure exploded in my core for the third time in a row. My cock throbbed against Frey’s stomach, slippery with my cum.
“Yeah, you’re mine. All of you.”
The pressure inside me grew.
His knot.
Fucking hell! Huge!
Frey roared. He snapped his hips up, impaling me so harshly that I felt a twinge in my womb.That was…delicious. A heartbeat later, the sweet pain turned into the most blissful relief, pleasure lingering in that spot.
His knot locked me to him, giving me the most glorious sensation of fullness I could have imagined. I was completely and utterly taken.
Theodore Frey was mine now, and I was his.
His wet lips brushed along my jaw, then over my cheek.
“Oliver, baby,” he murmured, and kissed me again.
The kiss was tender, at odds with how violently he took over my body.
Then he murmured the sweetest thing, right against my mouth. “Will you call me Teddy again?”
“My Teddy.” My lips felt numb from all the coming.
He sighed and stroked my tongue with his. With my stretched ass resting on his hips, he rocked me up the wall, sending tendrils of delight through my belly and up my chest.
I took his face between my hands, and he paused, gazing into my eyes with wonder.
Was I going to say something snarky or witty? I couldn’t remember.
Tears glittered on his lashes.
“Oliver,” he whispered. Then he pressed his forehead against mine and let out a shuddering sigh.
Fear squeezed my throat. What was happening? Why was he sad?
“I’m sorry?” I tried.
But he nuzzled my cheek, and his lips found mine again. He nipped at my upper lip, then at the lower.
“You haven’t done anything wrong, silly.”
“Why are you sad?”
He leaned back and adjusted his grip on me. His knot pushed on a spot inside me, and we both moaned.
“I’m not sad, baby. Not at all.”
“You’re crying,” I whispered.
“I…” He blinked slowly, and one tear trickled down his cheek. But then he smiled at me, and warmth filled my chest. It poured into me, as if there was a stream of it directly from Frey’s heart into mine.
Oh.
I felt the bond. I felt his joy as if it were mine. I grinned, and his smile widened.
