Page 24 of Odin


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He pulls my shoes off as I slump back on the bed.

He scoots me back further on the mattress and pulls my shorts down my legs. Most everyone else is in leggings or jeans but for some reason, I run hot with this baby and have spent longer in shorts than any other time in my life. Grimm jokingly tells me it's because I'm giving birth to the devil's baby.

He carefully pulls at my panties next. “Maybe not just rest. I mean I have to make sure you truly relax.” He turns the gusset of the scrap of lace to me showing me they are wet. “And clearly you are in need.”

He tosses them behind him before running his fingertips over the tattoo on my hip. My husband is full of hidden talents -one of them being a tattoo artist. He runs his thumb over the image of tiny handcuffs. He has the matching one on his chest over his left nipple. He told me he was trying to get it as close to his heart as he could.

I did not do his work. He went to two brothers he’s known for years and who did all his other work - twins with their own shop. No way would I try to do it myself, but Odin didn’t want another man looking at even my hip even if they’re happily married. And that was the perfect spot for it. I couldn't think of another place I would have wanted it.

His fingertips are quickly replaced with his mouth as he gives me open-mouthed kisses up and down both hips before going further inward and placing kisses on my lower tummy and the top of my mound. Finally, his mouth finds my waiting pussy and he finds me wet and willing. Always wet and willing.

He licks me until my thighs are shaking and my pulse is racing. Then, just as I am on the edge of my release, he comes up and slides his big cock inside. We both moan and he makes sure to stay well off my belly as he drives me to my climax. He rocks back and forth making sure to hit every secret spot I have inside of me, loving me so very well. I tense under him and lose myself in the magic only he can weave around me.

My body starts milking his and we cum together at the same time. Perfectly. Just like our love story. It might have been a little bumpy at first but in the end…it’s perfect and everything I could have ever dreamed of. After all, it was always my destiny to be my next-door neighbor’s princess. Just because he's the sexy as fuck leader of a motorcycle club doesn't mean I'm not still his Princess. I just happen to wear a vest now instead of silk and pearls.

The End!

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