Page 92 of A Snowy Escape

My forearm lands against the bed next to her head, and I cradle her skull with my palm.

Abby whimpers, clawing at my back and ass. “I’m good. Don’t you dare stop.”

I haven’t even gotten started, but I’m guessing my dick wedged deeper inside her when we changed positions.

“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” I murmur, dipping my mouth to hers as I plunge in and out of her. My crown bumps the bottom of her pussy on every stroke, and I’m baffled how she’s supposed to take my knot.

Maybe that’s something Bryant and Luka will have to manage for the time being. If she soaks up enough of my cum and has multiple orgasms, it should help.

I think.

I don’t know.

My knot aches, and I have to focus on anything outside of how incredible she feels wrapped around me.

I’m leaking enough precum that I should probably stop and ask her about birth control.

It’s too late for that now.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

You can’t unfry the fish.

Jesus.

My head is foggy.

I massage her scalp, keeping her from bouncing up the mattress with my hold on her head.

She’s so damn small compared to me, and logic would say I need to be extra careful. Except Abby gets louder and sounds more satisfied the deeper I pound into her.

I pull my hand off her hip, bringing it to her clit at the same time I pull back to breathe.

I make the mistake of looking between us, and it does my head in. Her pussy is pink and glistening. Seeing where I disappear inside her only makes me more rabid.

The harder I rut into her, the slicker everything gets. She’s dripping down my knot and balls, and her scent is everywhere.

“That’s it.” She nods frantically. Her core clenches around my shaft, the first few inches of her pussy rippling like it’s searching for a knot. “I’m about to come so hard. Holy shit.”

My mouth falls to hers, drinking down her sounds.

Thank God.

I was so worried I wasn’t going to be able to get her there before I did. She gets so tight there’s no hope of holding back.

I slam into her in shaky strokes as my cock swells, and I snag her lip with my teeth. As my canines plunge into the soft skin of her inner lower lip, I can only pray it’s not too painful.

If I had planned this out, I would have gone for one of the locations that’s always visible, like Luka and Bryant did.

My shaft jumps, spilling all my hot cum against her battered cervix.

Abby plants her feet on my ass, grinding me even deeper.

My knot slips inside her.

She sobs.

I growl.