“Wild?” I cried out brokenly.
“Yes, Flower?” he answered.
As if my misery was something delicious he was eating for breakfast.
“Please,” I breathed out.
“Please, what?” he asked.
“Please…” This time, I cupped his face in both my hands and begged, “Please, don’t make me hate you.”
I kissed him on the mouth, as he’d refused to kiss me below. Tangling my tongue with his.
Then I pulled back to look him in his eyes and whispered the pledge I’d made him as clearly as possible. Considering that I didn’t know Gaelic, and I was a weak, emotional wreck.
“Fuck!” Wild yelled out before I was even halfway through.
He pushed my hands away from his face and lifted off of me, but somehow, I managed to keep on going, whispering the words to the ceiling.
Like a prayer. With the feeling that something was breaking inside of…
Wild suddenly fell on top of me. Naked, his hips already pistoning.
He wrapped my leg back around his waist and entered me with one heavy shove.
My mouth fell open on a choke, and just like that, my virginity was gone in a blaze of hard invasion.
“Wild…” I breathed out, my mind grasping to understand…
Being filled like this…
The physics of it…
The sweet stretch of my slippery sex around his thick invasion.
I immediately began coming.
There wasn’t any build-up of fire this time. Only the release — me clenching around his shaft while Wild rutted like an animal on top of me.
As calm as Wild had acted before, it turned out he was on the razor edge, too. His hips suddenly hitched, and he roared as a jet of seed rushed into my womb.
Strangely, this sent me into another orgasm just as I was coming down from my first.
And maybe that would have been okay. I liked the liquid pleasure, cresting over me the same as an ocean wave.
But suddenly, Wild began to swell, his shaft becoming impossibly large inside my most intimate space.
My heart stuttered.
What in the… what in the…?
Have you really never heard of knotting?
The memory of Sea's question slammed into my mind, answering the one I couldn’t fully form in my thoughts.
He was stretching me to my limit. Hurting me. I screamed and writhed beneath him, trying to escape the new discomfort.
Until suddenly something else replaced uncomfortable feelings. Something thunderous and crazed.
