Chapter 8 #2
“You went into heat for me,” he rasped.
I nodded, then gasped for breath.
His cock. Dear heavens, so big!
My ass widened more and more. I expected it to hurt, but it didn’t. Stretch. Stretch. Oh God . Pull. Stretch .
I made a high-pitched sound, and the pressure lessened before it grew again.
Frey’s cock was in me, and his eyes were ablaze. He looked like he was about to devour me alive.
My first time. With my fated mate.
Where were the fireworks and fanfare? Shouldn’t there be a storm brewing? An earthquake?
“For me,” he repeated, his voice a deep rumble.
He pushed more, and my eyes fell shut.
And then it happened all at the same time. Fireworks burst from my middle, trumpets rang in my ears, and the ground shook under us, just as bolts of lightning crisscrossed on the insides of my eyelids.
“Oh! Oh God!”
I’d tried so many toys and techniques to reach the places inside my body that brought me the most satisfaction. But when Frey nestled his cock in me to the root, his warm, heavy, long cock, he pressed all the buttons at the same time.
He thrust with his hips, squishing me against the wall, and I cried out with sheer, mindless joy.
This was it.
My mate was inside me. He kissed me, and he was making love to me against the wall in his hallway, and it felt absolutely marvelous.
Another thrust, and another, shoving me higher up the wall. With each movement, he brought me closer to ecstasy.
I’d been made for this.
I relaxed into his hold, only love and trust in my heart. I didn’t fear a thing.
My moans got louder and faster, coming from deep within me, and Frey must have listened to my wordless pleas because he sped up. His hips smacked against my ass, and the tip of his cock pressed against the closed mouth to my womb.
I fell apart with a scream. My insides gripped his cock, my ass squeezing greedily around it, but he didn’t relent. My orgasm crested, tingling all the way to my toes, and Frey, bless him, kept fucking me hard and fast, his face tucked in the crook of my neck and shoulder. His teeth grazed my skin.
The pleasure rose again, devastating. I wailed as my hole began spasming anew.
Frey snarled. “Come again, Oliver. Come for me!”
As if I could stop it from happening. The place deep inside where his cockhead moved… he was charging it with electricity on each thrust.
“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.
“You’re happy,” I breathed.
“Baby, I’m… in heaven. You can feel it just like I can feel you.”
In a matter of minutes, everything had changed. I went from sheer agony to the happiest moment of my life. My mate, my Teddy, was smiling at me with tears in his eyes.
“I told you we were mates,” I choked out.
He laughed as he carried me in his arms to his bedroom. The knot moved inside me with each step.
“There’s this spot inside me… There. Oh… Aah, Teddy!”
“Yeah, we’re not done.”
He sat on the bed with me in his lap, my feet on the mattress by his hips, and the changed angle and new pressure up my hole made me arch my back. Holding my hips in his large hands, Frey helped me to move.
“That’s it. You can ride my knot. Take what you need.”
Damn right, I was going to take what I needed!
I bounced on his knot, bracing myself with my hands on his knees. He caressed my belly, palming the place where I could feel him the most on the inside, and I glanced down.
Oh wow!
There was a big fucking bulge below my belly button.
The shock from seeing my distorted body lasted only a second. Because this was Frey’s cock, my Teddy’s amazing cock, deep inside me .
Delicious pleasure burst from the very place. I came, watching the bulge move.
In a few days, I’d be pregnant with his cub.
I threw my head back and let the euphoria swallow me whole.