Fenrir’s POV
“I’m going to f**k you until your legs shake too much to walk,” I promised, the dirty talk acting like pure, liquid fuel to the fire burning in my blood. I increased the pace, my thrusts becoming a blurring, violent piston. “I’m going to f**k you until you completely forget that Anton or any other man ever existed. I’m the only male who’s ever going to be inside you like this. I’m going to own this p***y for the rest of your life. I’m going to make you a mother. Do you hear me?”
“Only you!” she cried out, her long, athletic legs wrapping securely around my waist. She locked her ankles tightly behind my back, using her formidable strength to pull my hips even deeper into her heat with every brutal thrust. “Only you, Fenrir! Always you! Claim me! Knock me up!”
The heat in the
