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I know it’s a mistake even as I say it, my voice taut with passion, with affection, with…

“I love you, Freya.”

She stops moaning.

She stopsmoving.

Staring up at me, her eyes gleam as though she’s looking for an escape.

I may have just made the worst mistake of my life.

CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE

Freya

Everything pauses.

Several times during the past few days – the most miraculous days of my life, despite the fear and not knowing if it would end horribly – I’ve felt like I was living in a dream.

Nothing hammers that more than what Felix just said.

The words hang in the air, the declaration of love, with his cock still inside of me. He feels so big as he presses against me, feeling like he’s expanding within me, but the initial discomfort has passed.

The wordlovesends a soothing sensation all through my sex, up and down my thighs, as he inches a little deeper.

“I…,” he bites down. “Your pussy feels so perfect.”

It takes me a second to realize what’s happening.

It’s difficult to think clearly, with his cock getting hotter, more tingly, sending more shivering sensations deep inside of me.

My womb aches with more intensity than it has yet.

I focus.

Felix has decided to move on and pretend like he didn’t say it.

Maybe he thinks I don’t feel the same.

I take his face in my hands, holding it, our eyes locked as I find the courage. It’s far easier than it’s been at any other point in my life, with his cock inside of me, boiling, burning, and his words clashing in my mind.

“I love you too.”

He pauses, then a smirk touches his lips, then a smile, a real one.

Just for me.

“Say it again,” he growls as he inches deeper until I feel him pressed all the way.

He’s completely filling me up, buried all the way inside, his tip touching a pleasurable part of me I’ve never experienced before.

“I love you,” I moan, pushing the words past the urge to scream.

I remind myself to be quiet, but it’s difficult, borderline impossible.

“I love you,” he says as he begins to rock, slipping out of me and then in.

My pussy still clings onto him – he still feels huge – but when he tells me this a second time, I feel myself relaxing a little.

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