Page 36 of Eternal

“I’m not going to wear a condom,” I murmur.

Probably a dumb decision considering her IUD, I know she has, isn't one-hundred percent effective. But I'm not going to let Luca's threats hold us back from anything. Not when he's already controlled so much of our relationship. If she does happen to get pregnant, then we'll cross that bridge then. But right now, in this moment, I only care about being inside my wife.

She nods anyway, not giving a single fuck in the world, still delirious from her high.

I lean back on my knees, watching her as her eyes peek open to see what I’m doing. She’s so gorgeous with her face flush, legs spread like a delicious meal, and her hair splayed over the pillow creating a halo effect. I’ll have to take a photo of her just like this when she gets more comfortable with me.

I scoot closer to her, gripping the tops of her thighs, positioning her exactly how she needs to be. Gripping the base of my cock, I slap her pussy with it.

Freya’s eyes pop open, mouth gaped. Perhaps she now realizes how big it is compared to her tight cunt. She already had it in her mouth, so she must know I am not small.

Sliding the tip of my dick between her folds, she tenses for a moment. There’s a battle in her head right now, but I can only focus on how good her pussy feels on the tip of my dick.

Gentle.

I remind myself mentally as I prod at the entrance of her tight hole. Freya's body is tense, as though bracing for impact.

I slowly start sliding into her, collapsing over her rather than towering over her. Resting my elbows on both sides of her head, hands cupping the top of it. As I slowly thrust into her, she jerks away, gasping at the feeling of a real man taking her. When her cunt convulses around me, it takes every fiber of my being not to snap and allow my primal side to take over.

“Soren! It won’t fit!” She squirms under me, clawing at my biceps to get away, but I don’t move, pinning her in place.

I grit my teeth for a moment, reeling myself in. If I lose myself in my head, I’ll hurt her.

I let out a low chuckle from deep inside my chest. “You’re right, my darling. It won’t fit if you keep squirming like that. So hold still.”

She stops moving, her tiny hands gripping my biceps with such force she might leave bruises on me. I dip my head into the crook of her neck, allowing her a moment to catch her breath before I continue. I’m only halfway in. I place small, breathy kisses along her neck to distract myself. Because, holy fucking hell, her pussy is so goddamn tight.

“Soren?” Her voice is quivering and small when my name is uttered from her lips. It makes my heart soften. My fragile, gorgeous Freya. I’d never do anything to hurt her. But here I am, on the brink of doing precisely that.

“Yeah, baby?” I lift my head, my eyes locking with hers, and I see they’re filled with tears.

“Go easy on me, okay?” She whispers, then goes completely limp under me. Like she is giving into the fight when there wasn’t a fight to begin with.

“Freya. I would never hurt you. I’m going to take care of you. You trust me, right?” I cup her face, drawing her face to mine.

I know I’m a stupid man for asking if she trusts me. She shouldn’t, especially since it’s been a very short period of time she’s known me. But when I feel her head nod, a swell of warmth fills my chest. I owe it to her to make this feel good. To make her forget about all the bad times she’s had. Tonight I’m not going to give in to all my dark desires for her.No.I’m going to give her the side she needs. The loving, altruistic side of me.

I hesitate for a moment.Does she even want this? Was my judgment clouded by lust to notice that I’m forcing her into this?I pull out, leaving just a little bit of myself inside her because I want to stay enveloped in her warmth for the rest of my life.

“Do you want to continue?” I ask, but I can’t meet her gaze; shame burns on my face. I forced her into something she didn’t want.

She freezes. I can feel her hesitation, and just as I’m about to pull out completely, her hands snake from my biceps to my ass. Freya grips me hard and pulls.

“Make me forget,” She whispers. Pressing kisses to the side of my head, urging me to keep going.

I lift my head again and kiss her with force; our teeth clink for a moment as I thrust into her completely. At full hilt, she gasps, letting a moan escape into my mouth that I take in. I want to take her fear in and swallow it whole. I’ll take all her pain and dissolve it completely. Make it mine.

Because her pain is my pain.

I groan out, relishing in the feeling of how tight her cunt is around my cock.

Freya’s back arches, her breasts brushing against my chest. I want to keep her close to me. To inhale the same air she exhales.

I wrap my arms around her back, hoisting her to me, making her arms jolt to my neck, holding on for dear life as I lift her. Sitting up on my knees, her ass resting on the tops of my thighs, I run my hands across her body. Taking in all her curves, bumps, and imperfections on her smooth skin.

She rests her forehead on mine, her eyes closed.

I close mine too, losing myself in the feeling of her.

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