It was as if my body was starved for him, literally starved. Dying. Needy.
“Goddess, yes. Take it. Take it all.” He groaned as his heat filled me and I knew, s
omehow he could feel what I was doing to him. It was kinky and weird and I felt like a vampire, but I didn’t think I could stop. They called it the Aleran Ardor. But I had a new name for it.
The emptiness. I needed him to fill me up. With his kiss, his body, his heat and his cum. I wanted all of him. And then I wanted it all again and again.
And again.
“Thor, god, please!” I needed to come, but my body was his. So hot. So fucking hot. I needed him to talk dirty to me. To get me off.
“Do you want to come?”
I nodded against the soft bed. “Yes.”
“Are you mine?”
My pussy clenched down on him and I gasped, sobbed.
“Your pussy knows you’re mine.” He thrust hard. Deep. Stopped moving. My pussy was so swollen and sensitive, so hot. I could feel every inch of him. His cock. His body. Mine. He was wrong. He was mine. I was a fucking princess. Surely, I could figure out a way to keep him if I wanted to.
I squeezed my inner muscles, teasing both of us. His growl made me feel very feminine. Powerful.
And I drank him in, skin on skin. The Ardor a greedy bitch at the moment, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, the more I let go, the more he gave, his tongue in my mouth, his body rubbing along mine, his cock inside me.
“More.”
“Are you mine?” he asked again.
He was going to be stubborn? Fine. Two could play that game.
Reaching down around my hip, then my ass, I found what I was looking for.
His balls hung thick and heavy. Exposed.
I touched them gently. Held them. Rolled them between my fingers.
“Female, you are my undoing.” He groaned but gave in, fucking me hard. Fast. Deep. Giving me what I needed.
“Come now. Fucking come.”
So dirty. So fucking hot. He was wild, out of control, his balls jerking and spasming in my hand as I held them, his cum filling me up.
I dropped my hand, took the sheet in my fist and screamed as I shattered into a thousand pieces, the orgasm so hard and fast, so intense that I lost all sense of where I was.
But I knew who was covering me with protective heat. Whose energy was somehow merging with mine, making me hotter than I’d ever felt in my life. Whose cock was inside me. Whose cum coated my inner thighs.
Thor. Thordis Jax.
Enemy.
And I wanted him again.
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Thor
She came on command, her hot pussy pulsing around me like a heated fist. I could barely catch my breath. My muscles were lax, my bones having melted sometime while I came. Goddess, my balls had tightened and I’d emptied myself into Faith. Not just my cum, but my very being. She was my mate and what we’d shared for the first time had been incredible.