When he finally bottoms out, his hips flush against mine, his entire body trembles above me.
“You take me,” he whispers, voice breaking. “You take all of me.”
I gasp, overwhelmed, full in a way that feels like revelation.
“Move,” I breathe. “Please—move.”
He pulls back a fraction, then thrusts forward, slow but deep. The friction steals the sound from my throat. His claws bite into the sheets beside my head, careful not to touch me too hard.
But the restraint kills him.
And I see it.
“Vokar,” I whisper, cupping his face. “I want you. All of you.”
His last thread of control snaps.
He slams his mouth to mine and thrusts—hard, deep, claiming. The bedframe groans. My breath tears in half. Pleasure explodes through me in brutal, beautiful shocks.
He fucks me like I belong to him.
He fucks me like he’s starving for me.
He fucks me like he’s been waiting his whole life to find something small and fierce and willing to break for him.
“Mine,” he snarls into my neck, thrusting harder. “Mine. Mine.”
Every stroke hits deeper than the last. My pussy tightens around him, slick and desperate, and he groans like he’s losing himself.
“Freya—little thing—gods—you’re so—” He breaks off with a snarl as my walls flutter around him. “Do that again.”
I do.
I squeeze around him, and he shudders, driving into me with raw, wild power. His skin burns. His breath is fire against my shoulder. His bone spurs frame my sides like a cage, like wings.
Pleasure builds again—too fast, too intense.
“I—I can’t—” I gasp.
“Yes,” he growls. “With me. Come with me.”
His hand drops between us, thumb pressing my clit in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. I scream—loud and helpless—and he bites down on my shoulder (careful, so careful even now) as he roars.
Heat floods me—pulse after pulse—and he collapses over me, bracing just enough not to crush me.
We shake together, shuddering, breath tangled, souls wrecked.
When I can finally breathe, he lifts his head and stares down at me with something fierce and soft and terrifyingly real.
“Freya,” he whispers. “Stay with me.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I breathe.
He exhales like I just saved him from something.
His cock twitches inside me.
He grins.
