I drive my cock back into her, grab her hips, and pound into her sweet pussy, relishing her cries of ecstasy and the way she fits me. It’s like she was made for me. Made to be with me. Made to redeem me.
She comes again, her walls pulsing. But I’m not finished with her yet.
I pull out again and she glances back at me with panic flaring in her eyes when I massage the tight rosette of her asshole.
“This is mine, too, Valkyrie.” I rub her juices into her asshole, and her face pales. “Say red if you want me to stop.”
I smile because I know she’s not saying anything other than yes to me. Her silence is enough.
I push my dick into her tight hole. It’s even tighter than her pussy was. My fucking dick feels like I’m going to crush it.
She winces, grabbing at the wall for support.
“It hurts,” she moans out louder.
“Say red, and I’ll stop, but I promise it will feel good really soon.”
The lure of my promise keeps her there, and I keep pushing until my dick is deep inside her ass, claiming another piece of her body.
The same groan of agony rips from her throat when I start pumping, but seconds later, I hear her pleasure. Her passage opens more for me, and I drive into her harder and faster until I lose control. My balls draw up and my release erupts, blowing my seed inside her like a hurricane.
My fucking body feels drained like someone sucked the life out of me, but my skin is buzzing with the experience of finally fucking every hole in her body.
Her knees buckle, and I catch her, pulling out of her at the same time.
When I turn her to face me, she flops against my chest and holds on to me.
She’s exhausted, in mind and body, but the look she gives me as she gazes up at me makes me believe we really could have this.
It’s a sweet lie I want to believe, if only for this moment.
“Come, you need to go back to bed. You need to sleep.”
“You too?”
“Me too.”
I pick her up, carry her back to bed and lie next to her. She falls asleep straight away, but I don’t.
I watch the sun come up and with it comes a message from Gytha, as if she was waiting for sunrise to send it to me.
I open it, hoping it’s not one of her attempts to screw with me.
It’s not.
The message says:
“Can’t find anything linking Uther to the Butyrskayas.
I’ve officially looked everywhere. My last lead came up with nothing.
I’ll keep looking, but I don’t think there’s anything to find.”
Damn it.
Looks like I’ll be making that visit to my future father-in-law sooner than later.
I look at his beautiful daughter lying next to me, and the fantasy fades from my eyes the way I knew it would come sunrise.