He hit balls deep, and we both groaned, loud and not caring who heard us. We didn’t need to hide anymore. He laid a palm on my stomach, and without him telling me to do it, I pushed out my stomach again, making it look swollen.
He moaned. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful. So fucking ripe.”
“Breed me,” I begged, though it came out as more of an order. “Fill me, Sir. Please. You say I’m fertile? Prove it. Fill me up with your babies. Overflow me with your seed until my body has no choice but to give you what you want. Show me what Thor, the god of war and fertility, can do. Prove to me you live up to your namesake.”
Thor’s eyes darkened to a lightning blue, and he bared his teeth at me like a rabid animal. He grasped my hips in a tight hold before he began to pound into me. His balls slapped against me with every thrust, his cock spearing me open. Thor was a man possessed, and all I could do was spread my legs and hold on for the ride. The bed creaked every time he drilled into my hole, and as hard as I tugged at the ropes on my wrists, I couldn’t escape them to touch him.
He grabbed my legs, throwing them on his shoulders, before he placed his palms on my stomach again, his focus there as he thrust. His tongue darted across his lips and he panted.
I smirked. “Breed me. Fill me until I leak with your seed.”
He shuddered, cursing, and shoved into me harder. His cock felt so right. I swore I’d feel him for days. He wrapped his lubed hand around my cock and jerked me off in time with his thrusts. There was no way I could hold on to my load, not with him hitting me in the right spot. I’d been too close for too long, and my cock erupted, streaks of cum painting my stomach as though I was an artist and my body was my canvas.
Thor grunted and rubbed his other hand over my belly, fingers dipping into the spunk and bringing it to his lips. He sucked on his digits, and I groaned, my flesh twitching, threatening to stay hard.
But Thor wasn’t far behind me, and he froze, shuddering, his seed coating my insides with heat. It was perfect.
He was perfect.
He muttered my name as he gave a few final thrusts, then fell on top of me, and I wished my hands were free to hug him closer.
“You’re amazing,” I whispered, kissing his sweaty forehead.
It wasn’t violent, and not what I’d expected when he asked for a night, but my body ached with his marks. My nipples were still red and raw from his attention. While I might not have anticipated it, I wanted it again. And again. And fuck,again.
Thor’s chest rumbled with laughter as he pulled himself out of me, some of his seed seeping out with him. He stared at my hole while licking his lips. When he untied the ropes, I pouted.
“That’s it?”
He chuckled and patted me on the stomach, fingertips dancing across my skin and one of his digits dipping into my belly button. “We’re just getting started, baby.”
I pushed out my stomach, and he groaned.
“You’re a fucking tease,” he grumbled.
I snorted and turned to nestle into his warmth. The scent of sweat had joined with his cologne and a sheen glimmered on his skin, and it was fucking amazing to smell and see. He was a beast. Godly beast.
“Don’t leave me waiting too long,Sir.”
Thor moaned. “Give me five, then I’ll mark you again.”
I whimpered at the thought. “Suck my nipples again?”
His grin turned feral. “With pleasure.”
When he moved as if he was a predator, blood rushed south to my cock so quickly I thought I’d pass out. This was going to be a long and wonderful night.
I snuck out early in the morning to get a present for Thor that I’d planned a month or so ago. After a night of rough sex, Thor was usually out until midmorning, which gave me a chance to grab the keys to Odin’s rarely used Audi and head out to the southside of Pleasant Beach. After I’d paid the lady who I’d bought the gift from, I headed home with it in an open box.
Sneaking it through the mansion wasn’t a hard task, not when most of the guys and girls were sleeping off their post-alcohol phase. It was the weekend; they didn’t have a reason to get up early.
By the time I’d made it back to Thor’s room, I’d taken his present out of the box and had slid it safely under my leather jacket, which I’d zipped up. It wriggled, and I cupped my arms under it to make sure it didn’t fall. I slid into the bedroom, nimble, but not quiet enough. Thor was already awake, rubbing his eyes and yawning so widely his jaw cracked.
“Where were you?” he whispered, holding out his hand to me.
I grinned and stopped near the bed, spreading my legs. “It’s time.”
His frown was damn adorable as he ran a hand over his head. His armpit hair shouldn’t have been sexy, but it was, just like the rest of him. I wanted to lick my way up his muscles and taste every part of his body. I was allowed to now. We didn’t have to hide. The thought excited me. “Time for what?”
