I shoved back against his thrusts, and he went in deeper, pounding against my prostate and sending blurriness into my vision. My world spun and everything felt so fucking fantastic.
“Such a good boy,” he whispered into my ear, his breath dancing across my skin. “I’m going to fill you up until you’re fat and rounded and full of my cum.”
“Yes. Fuck.” I closed my eyes and arched my back farther. The natural scent of his sweat surrounded me and had my cock harder than ever. Everything about him was perfect. “Fill me up until it leaks out of my hole.”
He kissed along my neck and up my jaw, stopping to nibble at my ear. “I’m gonna breed you, Loki. You’ll be overflowing with my spunk.”
I shivered, trembled, and just fucking shuddered like an overacting porn star, but I couldn’t help it. My cock slapped against my stomach with every one of his thrusts, leaving behind a trail of precum.
“Tell me you want it,” he growled out. “Tell me you want me to breed you.”
“Do it.” I moaned, spreading my legs farther. “Breed me. I want to feel your cum leaking out of me.”
“And when it does….” He nipped at my neck, and I whimpered. “I’m gonna push it back in and plug it up until your stomach swells.”
I was too far gone to comprehend his words. My balls drew closer to my body, heat spearing through my stomach like a bullet. Shuddering, I moaned as I exploded, cock jerking rapidly as cum spurted from my slit and painted streaks across the blanket beneath me. I couldn’t stop trembling through my release, and Thor hadn’t finished shoving his wide meat inside me, hitting my prostate with every stroke inside.
I screwed my eyes shut and rode out my orgasm, whimpering and screaming “Tobias” so many times that it became a mantra, until I had nothing left to give. My cock hurt, and so did my balls, and my limbs turned to jelly. He held me up, though, yelling out his own release as warmth flooded my hole. Load after load filled me until I thought it might have actually overflowed. When he pulled out, I felt a trail of something sticky slide down the inside of my thigh.
I collapsed on the bed and laughed exhaustedly.
Tobias Langley had branded me emotionally—fucking stole my heart and locked it up so no one could own it again. By the end of this trip, I was going to have him where I wanted him. I wanted to walk into the clubhouse when we returned with my hand in his. Fuck Odin and his stupid rules. Thor was mine. Tobias was mine.
Thor collapsed on the bed beside me, panting. His cock, still half hard, laid against his thigh, and I couldn’t help but stare at the beauty of it. I would never get tired of having that inside me. “Fucking amazing.”
“Yeah,” I agreed with a grin. Rolling over so I wasn’t resting in my cum, I slid up against his side and kissed his chest. I hooked my leg over his and ground my sleeping cock against him. “You filled me right up.” Reaching around myself, I touched my bruised and battered hole, and came back with Thor’s sticky cum on my fingers. “Fuck. You weren’t lying when you said you wanted to breed me.”
He grinned and ran a hand over his sweaty forehead. “I would apologize, but I’m not sorry. Give me half an hour and I’ll do it again.”
I moaned at the thought. “Yes, please.”
He laughed, and I snuggled in tighter to him. Closing my eyes, I reveled in his warmth against mine. There was no concern about being caught. It was just me and him, right here, right now.
Perfect.
