Page 34 of Severe Husband Warning

“Rothgar,” she mewls, and it is the sweetest sound I have ever heard. “Please, more.”

Smirking, I insert a second finger. Her groan carries equal parts protest and pleasure.

“That’s not what I⁠—”

“Not what you what?” I ask, teasing her entrance with my unrelenting fingers. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”

Calla shakes her head frantically, but her moans betray her.

“What did you want, Calla?” I ask as I add another impossibly thick finger. “This?”

She gasps but shakes her head. “I—I want your c-cock, my lord. Please, I need it.”

The growl that leaves me is primordial. No woman has ever called to the beast sleeping beneath my restraint, especially not a human. Yet hearing Calla beg for me tears, the last of those restraints away.

I pump my fingers deeper. I need to make her come before I can even attempt to push myself inside her. My cock is already painfully hard, but hurting Calla is the last thing I want. “Come for me, darling,” I whisper against her lips as I claim hers for a deep kiss. “Coat my fingers with your sweetness.”

I stroke her faster while my kisses trail down her chest and across her stomach. I feel her tighten around my fingers before she cries out my name. Quickly, I pull out my fingers and replace them with my tongue, lapping up her sweet nectar. I nearly come like a whelp discovering victory for the first time.

I drag myself back up Calla’s body before nuzzling her neck. “Storms,” I say against her skin. “You smell divine.”

My body hums with electricity. I want nothing more than to feel her wrapped around me.

She crashes her lips against mine with a deep groan as she tastes herself on my lips. Her small hands run across my shoulders, scratching at my skin as she pulls me closer.

I roll my hips against hers, grazing my cock against her wet heat, and the contact causes us both to moan in unison. I repeat the motion, grinding my erection against her pussy, coating myself in her juices.

Leaning forward, I brace my forearms beside her head and position the head of my heavy cock at her entrance.

“Take a breath for me, darling,” I mutter against her lips. Her soft mouth opens with a moan as she stares deeply into my eyes.

This intimacy is unlike anything I have ever known. I wonder how I ever endured centuries without knowing how she feels, how she smells, or how she tastes.

“You take me so well,” I praise her, pushing in a little bit more with each of her breaths. “Breathe, love. It’s only halfway.”

Her eyes widen at my words.

“Halfway?” she asks, surprise coloring her cheeks.

Her perfect pussy tenses around my cock and the added pressure feels heavenly. I bring my hand down between us and roll her clit with my fingers.

“I won’t hurt you,” I assure her, keeping a steady pressure on her clit as I sink deeper into her. “Relax for me, Calla.”

I take slow, steady breaths once I’m seated inside her. Nothing compares to the feel of her around me. I roll my hips once, slow and deliberate, savoring the feeling.

I move slowly at first, letting her get used to my size. I pull out to the tip before pushing back in to the hilt. I don’t care how torturously slow it is, because it feels so good. I keep my pace measured, learning every subtle response of her body and committing each one to memory.

“Rothgar!” she screams my name, and I push deeper, harder until she screams it louder.

“What is it, Calla?” I ask, continuing to tease her by grinding deep into her hips, grazing her clit as I do so. “Do you want more?”

“Yes!” she gasps into my neck as she pulls herself closer to me. “More please. Give me more.”

Gradually, restraint gives way as my pace quickens, each movement answering the urgency building between us. I’m feral with the need to release my seed inside her, to mark her in the most primal way I know. The bed creaks beneath us as she begins meeting every movement with one of her own.

“That’s it,” I encourage her, wrapping one hand around the base of her neck to bring her lips to mine, while the other continues to circle her clit. “I’ll give you everything you want, my sweet Calla.”

“You feel so good, Rothgar.” she mewls, her eyes nearly rolling to the back of her head.