Her cries filled the room.
The wet slap of my knot grew louder.
We were alive. Our children were safe.
She howled my name like a wolf.
My lips curled as I licked her neck, gripping her flesh between my teeth. My cock pumped relentlessly while I grunted, drool slicking her skin. She softened as my knot began to catch inside her.
“Now,” she wheezed.“Hard.”
I reared back and slammed into her, so hard her knees slid up the bed. The moment my knot locked in place, her hoarse scream echoed around us. Her body rippled as she milked me, and I struggled to breathe as the first surge of my release spilled inside her.
My hand slid between her thighs, brushing past her swollen belly—and I cursed as it drew more from me. When she fluttered around me again, I didn’t stop. I circled her clit with steady pressure until her head fell back onto the pillows.
I rolled us onto our side, drawing the moment out.
In this room, there was only us. Our scent. And the twins.
She leaned into me as I lifted her leg over mine. I kept my hand between her thighs, teasing her just enough to keep my knot locked deep inside her.
She didn’t quibble when I took her again.
And I didn’t care that Hanson was still in the boot of my car.
Chapter 54
Lielit
My tea was the perfect temperature. Not hot enough to burn and warm enough to enjoy the taste. I smiled with satisfaction when he dragged Anthony Hanson out of the boot by his neck. I don't know why Blaidd wasn't wearing a shirt but I was enjoying the show.
There was some cursing and swearing. Even through the double glazing, I heard the dull thuds each time Blaidd’s fist connected with Anthony’s face.
I counted four before I sipped my tea again.
My demand was simple. I wanted Blaidd to find out where he’d planned on sending me and who these men were. If there were other women and children who could be rescued in time then all this would be worth it.
I just hadn't realised how hot it would make me seeing Blaidd in action. He was usually so cold and precise. I nibbled on my bottom lip as he scraped his face along the gravel.
He didn't stop. I took another sip of my tea, moving along the window to watch him pound his head on the footpath.
“…touch what's mine,” he roared.
My heart began to pound and my fingers curled around my mug.
The muscles around his neck bulged while his face turned dark red.
He could be a red-tailed devil and I would still bounce up and down his dick right now.
Bouda sighed.
We are supposed to have some decorum and you're leaking all over the place.
Don't give me that. I was with you in the woods when you were swishing your tail at Fenrir, I said with a chuckle.
He untied Anthony’s hands, tossing the tie aside, and grabbed him by the shirt. Anthony must have had little circulation left in his limbs because his arms shoogled like limp noodles.
His face was a bloody mess.
