Page 129 of Freed By the Witchbone Knife

“Yes!”

“We’ll just have to do somethin’ about it.” His accent was coming thicker and I loved it.

He slid two fingers inside me, pumping slow. “So wet and tight.” He pressed his forehead against mine. “My girl loves sucking my cock.”

“Yes.” The word ended on a moan as he curled his fingers. My hips rocked against his hand. “Axel, please⁠—“

“Please what?” He added a third finger, stretching me. Getting me ready to take his cock. I wasn’t even sure he would fit.

“I need you.”

“Need me? For…what? Need me to keep going? Kiss you? Make you a sandwich?”

“Oh, fuck you.” I huffed out a laugh.

“I’m hoping you will. But, sweetheart, you’re going to have to do better than that.”

“I need you to fuck me.” The words ended in a cry as he pumped in deeper, hitting the perfect spot.

“Do you know what that entails?”

My pussy clenched around his fingers. Because I did. I’d been thinking about it a lot. About what it would feel like.

“I need you to knot me,” I admitted. “To make me yours.”

Axel groaned. “Gonna knot ye so good, little witch. Rebecca. Gonna bury my cock so deep, we’ll be fused together. Ye’ll be mine for the rest of our days.”

“Yes. Yes!” I cried, squeezing his fingers, trying to chase my orgasm. Tingles spread from the base of my spine, shooting outward.

“But first I’m going to need you to come for me. Gonna need you to come hard. Gotta get this perfect cunt ready.”

“Please—ahhh!” Words failed as he ground the palm of his hand against my clit and I jerked. The delicious sensation had me throbbing. My breaths came as ragged gasps.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for your mate. Show me how good you can milk my fingers⁠—”

I detonated, eyes going wide as a cry fell from my lips. Little pinpricks of light danced in my vision.

“Good girl. Such a good girl,” Axel cooed as I rode out my orgasm, rocking against his hand.

He slowed his movements until the last of my tremors subsided and I slumped forward, using his shoulders to anchor myself.

He pulled his fingers free, brought them to his mouth. Sucked them clean. The sight made my core clench and had more moisture pooling.

“Your come tastes so fucking sweet.” He grabbed my ass, jerking my hips forward. Then he positioned himself at my entrance.

“Can’t wait another minute. Gonna take you now.”

I whimpered at the sight of it, the head of his cock disappearing into my folds and he swept it along my slit, getting it wet and ready. The feel of it made my belly clench all over again.

This was erotic. The best thing I’d ever seen. Axel’s gaze was fixed on the same spot, the tendons in his neck and forearms straining as he fought to control himself.

“Look how feckin’ perfect we are together.”

A little keening whine filled the room. I realized seconds later it was coming from me. Oh, God, I was so gone.

“Don’t fret, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

Then he was pushing in.