Rejected By My Hockey Alpha
She's too much—too perfect, too mine.
I climb back over her, positioning myself at her entrance. With one thrust, I plunge deep inside, filling her completely. She screams in pleasure, her nails digging into my back, and I moan loud, the tight heat of her overwhelming. I pump once, feeling her walls grip me like a vice. Twice, harder, the bond amplifying every sensation. On the third, I can't hold back—I come hard, groaning her name as I spill inside her, my body shuddering with release.
When we finally come down, Penelope is trembling in my arms, her face buried in my neck. I hold her close, pressing kisses to her hair, her temple, anywhere I can reach.