[Harry's POV]
"Too much?" She couldn't answer as she was panting for air trying to reach for something as she was crying and chuckling at the same time.
I thrust the toy against her clit, her back arching off the bed as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. "No—oh god—"
Her words dissolved into a keening whine, her pussy flooding around me, her thighs shaking.
I groaned, my own release coiled tight in his gut.
With a growl, I pulled out, my cock glistening with her arousal, the head dark with blood.
Freya collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving, her body still trembling from the aftershocks.
But I fucking wasn't finished.
My hands closed around her hips, flipping her on her stomach before dragging her on her hands and knees.
Her ass faced me now.
Her ass was perfect—round, pale, untouched.
I spat into my palm, rubbing his cock, the slick sound obscene in the quiet room. "Look at you,"I murmured, my thumb tracing the tight pucker of her asshole.
