Fuck, it feels better than I thought it would.
“Yeah, that’s it.” I pull out halfway before pressing back in. “Take all of it.”
Frankie cries out, gyrating to meet me.
The rhythm stays deep, slow. I angle myself just right to hit her where she needs it. Her passage contracts around me each time I drive in.
I push my knot in just enough to stretch her, but not lock us. She gasps when it catches.
“Please.” Her voice breaks. “Don’t stop. That feels so good.”
I hold her tighter and drive deeper. “You’re gonna come again as you take my knot.”
She whimpers beneath me. I feel every flutter of the egg inside her, the pulsing vibration making her grip me tighter. My knot’s too thick to press in all the way without locking, so I hold steady, grinding into her just enough to keep her open and throbbing.
I drag it back out, then slide in again. The pressure builds between us.
“You feel what you’re doing to me?” I pant. “Your pussy’s choking me. Begging to be knotted and filled with my cum.”
She nods. “You’re so big. It feels so good. Fill me with your cum, Wesley.”
There it is again, my name on her lips. It does things to me I would’ve never expected. I snap my hips forward and my knot slips in, locking us together.
I groan, the sound dragged from deep in my chest as release slams through me. Hot, thick, spilling deep inside her.
We stay locked. Her pussy spasms around me, each aftershock squeezing my knot.
I wait until her breathing evens before I turn off the egg and pull it out. Then I unbuckle the cuffs. She lets them fall to her sides. They’re loose but not limp, which means she still has feeling.
I roll us until her body lies on top. Her legs fall over my sides and her chest flattens against mine.
Frankie presses her ear over my heart.
She’s boneless and fully sated.
I kiss her head, voice low against her hair. “I’ve got you, Frankie.”
After a moment, a giggle bubbles up from her, and she pushes up to look at me. “Holy fuck, Wes. That was insane. I had a feeling you were hiding something with how calm and stoic you are all the time. I never would’ve guessed it was that.”
My heart hammers. “Did you like it, or was it a one-time thing?”
She rolls her eyes. “I came five times while being cuffed to the bed. What do you think? Of course I liked it.”
Relief washes over me. “Well, if you’re interested, I have more things I would like to try. Not today. You need to rest after that, but maybe on our next date?”
Her face splits into a wide grin. “I can’t wait to see what you come up with. Is this something you want to share with the others? Or do they know?”
I pause, swallowing hard at the thought of them knowing. I would like to have something with her I don’t have to share. “They don’t. And, maybe we could a little, with the card game. But perhaps this is a side of me you only get to see?”
Frankie’s smile turns softer, and she leans her head down to place a kiss on my chest. “Thank you for trusting me enough to show me a part of you no one else will get to see. I’m honored.”
All my life I’ve stayed quiet for fear of speaking and messing up my words. But she never judged me for my stutter, and even now she’s accepting all of me without hesitation.
I wrap my arms around her back. “I’m the one who’s honored to call you my mate. No clue how I got so lucky. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Wes.”
Chapter 21
