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I come harder than I've ever come in my whole damn life...

...and he slips inside, filling me completely.

"Oh fuck, Ais, you're coming," Gunnar growls, his hips bucking wildly as I feel his knot expand, stretching me impossibly wide. My body clenches around him as my orgasm threatens to drag me under. I feel like I'm being consumed by fire and pleasure, my entire being devoted to the sensation of him inside me.

His grip on my shoulders tightens, his fingers digging into my flesh as he desperately rolls his hips, trying to ride out his own climax. I can feel the tension in his muscles, the surge of heat as he gives in to the primal need to breed.

"Do it, Gunnar," I plead, my voice shaking with the intensity of the moment. "Fill me up. Make me yours."

He does.

His knot somehow expands, locks us together--and then I feel him spill into me, hot cum flooding my pussy. I come again, clenching, and he just...he doesn't stop. He stays like that, thrusting, thrusting...

...and it's happening again.

He's not done, somehow, and we're still...

"Wanna come again," he moans, his voice strangled. "Come inside you...come inside you, fuck..."

"I need more," I whisper. "Gunnar, please!"

His thumb slides between my cheeks and towards the tight ring of my ass. I push my ass back toward him, begging for more pressure, more intensity--and his thumb slides through my slick before pressing inside me. I moan at the dual sensation of his fingers and his cock, his other hand still grasping my hip.

I'm stuck in wave after wave of bliss.

Can't stop.

"Fuck..." he groans, his breath ragged. "Take it, Ais. You're mine now."

My ass clenches around his finger, eager for more. I can feel the subtle resistance from both my pussy and ass, aching to remain connected to him. The intensity of this connection is overwhelming, a testament to the depth of our bond.

"You're right," I moan, my voice breathy. "I'm yours. Please, come inside me again."

His thumb moves deeper into my ass, stretching me like never before. The sensation is almost unbearable, yet I crave it, needing more, wanting to feel him invade me in every possible way.

Gunnar's thrusts become faster, more erratic, his hips bucking wildly as he seeks release. His cock grows even harder, slamming into me, the head of it rubbing against my g-spot, triggering another torrent of ecstasy.

"I can't hold it back anymore," Gunnar pants, his eyes glazed with lust. "You're driving me insane, Ais."

"Do it, Gunnar," I plead, my voice hoarse. "Fill me up with everything you have."

He doesn't hesitate. With a low growl, he plunges deeper, his knot swelling inside me. I scream as it stretches me even further, my body trembling at the intensity of the sensation.

"Yes, yes," I cry, my mind reeling with pleasure. "Fuck me, Gunnar!"

His hips piston, slamming into me with primal force. My body is on fire, my mind blank as I lose myself in the raw eroticism of my heat, until we slump together in the bed.

The sex doesn't stop--it just ebbs and flows, waking us up then sending us back to sleep. All night...through morning.

Chapter nineteen

Gunnar

The room smells likesex and sweat, the scent thick enough to taste. Aisling's beneath me, her pale skin flushed, periwinkle eyes clouded with need. She claws at my back, nails drawing lines of fire.

"Please," she gasps.

There's no room for anything but raw truth between us.

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