Page 27 of Selkie AU: Beyond the Storm

“And a brat.” He pressed in a third.

“You like it.”

“Do I?”

I nodded.

A smile pulled at the corner of his lips. “Maybe.” He pulled his fingers out of me again and used them to smear my slick over his length. “But we’ll see who tires who out first, brat.”

I spread my legs wide, completely ready for him. Rowan lined up, and then he was pushing inside where he belonged. My body welcomed him, inch by inch—even though the size of him made me forget to breathe for a moment—until all thoughts in my head were eliminated and the only thing I could focus on was the extreme fullness inside me.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned. “You’re so hot inside, Milo. Feel like my dick’s gonna melt.”

“More,” I moaned.

Rowan’s hands smoothed over my thighs, my knees, until he grasped the back of my ankles and lifted them to rest on his shoulders as he leaned over me. His hands found my hips in a bruising hold that made me deliriously happy.

“I fucked you when I was tired, little hurricane. Now I’m going to show you how I fuck when I’m awake.”

Excitement rumbled through me like thunder as I grinned up at him and nodded, unsure how anything could ever be better than it was last night.

He proved me wrong with the force of his first thrust, strong enough that my eyes almost rolled back into my skull. “Rowan,” I moaned, and he did it again.

Every time his dick entered me, it was like he was trying to reform my insides to the shape of him. His hips slapped against me so hard it pushed me away from him, only for his large, rough hands to drag me back so he could do it again. My mate was so strong.

I never wanted this to end. He moved faster, harder, delivering pleasure so intense that I felt my eyes burn as it leaked out of me wherever it could. I was making noises, but I was hardly capable of words.

His jaw was clenched, his breathing escaping him in ragged grunts and huffs, and I fucking lived for it. More. More. More.

I needed the goddess to bless me already so I could feel him fuck into my womb and breed me properly. The thought was enough to send a fresh gush of slick over his cock. He groaned and fucked me harder.

“Kiss—ahh—me,” I demanded.

He didn’t let my legs drop, he just shoved me up far enough that he could kneel on the bed and fold my body in half as he leaned over me to claim my lips.

My hands clawed at his back as his lips crashed messily into mine over and over until I couldn’t breathe. My body seized and trembled as I climaxed.

It only took a couple more thrusts before he slammed in deep and followed me with a loud, feral groan. Heat exploded inside me and I whimpered at the sensation.

It took us a long moment to catch our breath again, and Rowan stayed inside me the whole time.

When he eventually eased out, slick and cum followed. I hummed in delight. That was the kind of mating that was sure to get me pregnant.

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Rowan

I wasn’t sure what had come over me. I’d never fucked anyone like that before, but Milo just had a way of pushing my buttons until I snapped and getting what he wanted every single time.

Not that I was mad about it.

I felt more alive than I had in years when his tight body was pulsing in pleasure around me.

Something had shifted. After last night, there really wasn’t any point trying to keep him away. I still didn’t believe in any way that I was some fated mate sent by his goddess. But it was too late to keep Milo out. He was already under my skin, deeper than my bones. So until he decided he was done and ready togo home, I’d let myself have this, havehim. If I wasn’t planning to live anyway, then why avoid the pain that losing him would bring?

Milo didn’t seem to think he’d made any kind of mistake in doing this with me. Quite the opposite. He smiled up at me lazily from the bed, completely fucked out and absolutely beautiful.

He pouted slightly as I pulled out of him, watching cum and slick seep out of his now puffy slit. Fuck, he was so sexy.