My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 66

Irina

I let out a sharp cry. He filled me completely, stretching the tight walls of my cunt.

He pulled his hips back and slammed into me again. The impact drove my stomach against the edge of the table. The heavy wood shook. The small glass perfume bottles sitting on the vanity rattled loudly against each other.

He fucked me hard and fast. There was no romance. There was no kissing. It was pure, raw friction and heat. I pushed my ass backward to meet his thrusts, taking the heavy, slapping impacts of his groin hitting my bare skin. He reached one hand around my side, grabbing my bare breast and squeezing the flesh aggressively. He rolled my hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pulling it hard enough to sting.

"Fuck," Torin grunted. His breathing was loud and uneven in the quiet room.

He thrust fifteen more times, his pace turning completely frantic. He gripped my hips so tightly I knew his fingers were leaving dark bruises on my pale skin.

He groaned loudly, a guttural sound deep in his chest. He drove his hips forward one final time, burying his cock to the hilt. He emptied his thick load deep inside me. I felt the hot pulses of his semen hitting my cervix. He pulsed three distinct times, completely emptying his balls.

He stayed buried inside me for a long moment, dropping his heavy chest against my bare back. We both panted heavily, trying to catch our breath. The sharp smell of sex and sweat mixed heavily with the cold, dusty air of the room.

He pulled out. I stood up straight, turning around and pulling the silk robe back up over my bare shoulders. My legs were shaking slightly. Torin adjusted his trousers, tucking his softening cock away and lacing the thick leather ties back up.

The heat of the sex faded rapidly. The freezing reality of Ironmaw settled right back into the marrow of my bones.

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