Page 168 of Loving Ladybug: Part One
She was already whole to me.
“You feel so good, Sweetness,” I told her, as I kissed her jaw, her throat.
“Yes, right there,” she gasped as my pierced cock hit just the right spot. Her hands ran up and down my back.
“There?” I teased, nibbling on her neck as I hit it again.
And again.
One day maybe I’d sink my teeth into her, marking her for everyone to see.
“Clark,” she cried, gasping as an orgasm wracked her body, making her tremble as her scent changed slightly, like it always did.
I took a deep breath, trying to stave off my release as her pussy squeezed me delightfully.
“I need your knot,” she moaned. “Please, you feel so good.”
How could I deny that?
“Always. I love being inside you. I’m going to knot you and fill you full of my cum and hold you so tight no nightmares can get through,” I assured her, capturing her lips with mine, as I thrust all the way inside her, my knot pushing past her entrance and locking.
My cum flooded her, and I kissed her again, trying to tell her with my tongue how much I loved being inside of her. It was perfect.
She was perfect for me.
“Do you feel better, Sweetness?” Locked in her, I rolled us to our sides and held her to me, reassuring her with my touch, as I kissed the top of her head.
“So much better. I love being in your arms,” she sighed.
“They’re all yours,” I assured, playing with her hair.
Her eyes closed, and her breathing slowed. By the time my knot deflated enough to slip out, she was fast asleep.
Good.
Closing my eyes, I got comfortable keeping her close. Snowball padded in and curled up with us.
I hoped Bronson wasn’t Austin. Even though I was curious as to his explanation, no reason in the world took away the fact that he hurt Gwen.
If BronsonwasAustin, I was going to spend most of our home opener in the penalty box.
Oh, but I wouldn’t regret it one bit.
Chapter Fifty-Six
Gwen
Ifinished up my filing, at the accounting office, at the rink, waved to the accountant, clocked out, and headed upstairs. Yeah, I needed to thank Valya’s friend for choosing such nice outfits for me at the boutique, and for creating those lists of what went together.
Back then, I hadn’t realized I wouldn’t be wearing my rink uniform when I worked in the back office.
Clark and some others were in the small rink doing drills, but I needed to get my cardio in. With my schedule, and because I lived off-campus, getting to my university team cardio and strength training workouts got hard. Coach Hirata was fine with me doing them here as long as they got done.
The main weight room had a group of rookies doing an organized workout, and another group was doing drills with cones in the other workout room. Rookie camp was in progress, with a scrimmage against the Jersey rookies tomorrow, and a rookie tournament on Saturday. That would help determine who got to come to training camp on Tuesday.
Us EBUGs had gotten to help a little with rookie camp, which was always fun. In fact, Coach expected me down on the ice soon.
Rusty and a couple of Maimers were in the dance room with the choreographer, working stuff out for this season’s dances beforetheirseason began.
