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“No take-backs,” was his only response as he opened one of the containers.
Chapter 19
Ashton
I didn’t let her take it back. I spent a good twenty minutes between her thighs after we finished our dinner, and it would’ve lasted longer if she hadn’t begged for mercy that the beard burn was about to start bleeding if I didn’t stop. So, instead, I devoured her mouth while pounding her pussy instead.
Funny, I didn’t consider myself as someone who was normally insatiable in bed, but with her, I couldn’t get enough. Maybe I’d just been dry for too long, but there was a very small possibility that the insatiability had more to do with her than the sex. I mean, I’d even had to start thinking about weird shit like the character names from my favorite TV shows when I was a kid just to not spill my load too fast. No amount of a tight body or a pretty face makes up for premature ejaculation.
“I can’t take any more,” Freya groaned, face down in my pillows while I plowed her from behind.
I knew the feeling. I was already pretty chafed, but even still, I wanted it to go on and on and on—
“Ash!”
Her orgasm washed through her again, and fuck me, the way she throbbed around me was the best fucking thing ever. Vaginas were the best thing in the Goddamn wor—
“Come,” Freya demanded, throwing the word over her shoulder as a command, not a suggestion.
So, like the gentleman I was, I focused on her warm, slick pussy and the whimpering pants she couldn’t hold back until I came.
Hard.
I groaned long and low, feeling like my life was fucking draining out of my dick, spirit leaving the body and all that shit.
We collapsed right there on the bed, me sprawled out over her back as she gulped down some air and tried to recover from another orgasm. Was that six? Seven? I was already three for three, unless you count the blowjob she gave me in the shower. In that case, it would be four.
“I know you’re a trained alpha badass and all,” Freya panted beneath me. “But some of us civvies can’t keep up with you. I feel like I just ran a marathon.”
I chuckled, pressing kisses down her damp neck and shoulders.
“No, nope, nuh-uh,” she chanted, starting to try to crawl out from underneath my heavy body. “I’m done. My thighs feel like they’re about to fall off, and my vag is screaming for an ice pack. We’re not doing it again.”
Odd. The only thing that was running through my mind was, if I didn’t take advantage of these moments in my bed, I would regret it. She wouldn’t always be there, and once she was gone…she was gone.
Still, she couldn’t have been clearer with her needs, and I would respect that.
I rolled off of her and curled around her body, arms sliding around her waist until we were nothing but hot skin, and every fucking thing that weighed on my mind was nothing. It all floated away until I was a boneless, worriless mass. That felt so good after so many months of agony and uncertainty. My life was fucked and pointless now, but this…this was worth living for.
My phone rang again from the living room, and a little tiny part of me wanted to go see who it was, but not at the expense of unwrapping my arms from the goddess Freya herself.
The girl was truly the mother of valkyries, and boy, did she bring me home to Valhalla.
The ringing stopped for a grand total of about five seconds before it started again.
Freya groaned, but I could already feel her moving to get up.
“You stay here. I’ll get it,” I told her, rolling to my feet as she settled back into my sheets with a purr of satisfaction.
I watched her with a smile for just a moment, then went to go get my phone.
Yamin’s name was bold across the screen as it went to voicemail again. Just as my finger pressed on the call back button, it started up again.
I answered and put it to my ear.
“What do you want?” I asked, voice fucked up from how much I’d moaned and groaned over the past few hours.
The sun had set a while ago, the clock inching toward ten o'clock. If I was a good man, I’d send Freya home, but I wasn’t a good man, and I had no intention of letting her leave my bed until we absolutely had to face the world again. That was tomorrow Ashton’s problem.
