Chapter 91

Freya’s POV

“Fuck.” He groans painfully, panting just as fast as I am.

I dig my claws into his clothed back, crying out loud from the sudden intense pleasure.

“Silas…” I cry, feeling a bit of wetness in my eyes.

“You’re so fucking wet.” He groans, digging his face into my neck again, taking in a big whiff of my scent. “You’re driving me crazy.”

I ignore his words, seeking my own pleasure. I waste no time grinding back against his fingers that are just barely scratching the itch inside me.

I force them to go deeper before pulling away and forcing my hips forward again, getting that mind fucking friction.

“Shit.” He growls, biting on his lower lips as he watches my hips grind on his fingers.

He pushes another in and my body convulses again, vibrating as my pleasure begins peaking.

I sigh once he slowly slips his finger out. Catching my weak body with his other hand, he holds me to him so I won’t fall backwards.

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