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I am writing that book 🥰 2025 hopefully🤞🏻

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You’re treating us so right with these Drabbles! 😩

Oeww what about writer’s choice for Rio with the words Energy, Replacement and Red? ♥️♥️

You are dangerous to my brain. It took everything in me to stop at 100 words. STOP THIS! Enjoy!

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When he pulled up to the bar I felt the energy shift. I hoped he would come. I prayed he would….shit. He’s looking right at me. Am I breathing? The lights in the place outlined his black-on-black aesthetic in red. DevilBoi. Demon.

Yes, please.

When he stood up I forgot to be coy, to pay it cool. When he sat next to me the music, the chatter, the clink of glasses…were all replaced by the rasp in his voice.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?”

I...Can’t…Look…Away. 

He held out his hand, I took it.

What choice did I have?

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So adorable! 🥺🥰🥺

Since I don’t wanna go all Rio on you, I’ll add manny to the mix as well! Either Rio or manny with Portrait, Rain and Love and perhaps some fluff?

Fluffy Manny? Um...yes please. Here ya go!

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The rain slashing the windows of the tattoo shop couldn’t suppress the joy of what was going on inside.  

Manny gripped the armrest a bit tighter when the needle returned to his skin. He breathed through his nose as the lines and shading became a face, hair…a smile.

Finished, he approached the mirror. Manny stared at the portrait done of his son - amazed by the intricate detail of his lips, his eyelashes. At three years old, the love he had for him was immeasurable. My boy.

Mounting his bike, he couldn’t wait to get home to show it to you.

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This was beautiful. ♥️

Since I probably wont get enough of these masterpieces what about another Rio writers choice? 😂🫠 Perhaps with the words Winter, Charm and Flashbacks?

*hugs self* Ugh! Again with words that tickle my brain. I love you. 💜💜 Let's get into something messy.

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Beth had sat across the street watching them, no…watching her. Rio laughed at something she said and she joined him, tossing back her perfect black curls, her breath a white puff in the winter air. He was all charm and soft smiles - attentive. Then Rio, the most secretive, private man she had ever met, wrapped his arms around her not caring who saw them.

The flashbacks hit her like fists as she lay in bed.

Who was she?

Did he love her?

She didn’t know…but the calls she had made to him that he didn’t answer spoke volumes.

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Holy fuck 🥵🥵 This one is way too good!

Hiii! I have no idea if I’m late to the anniversary party, ♥️♥️ I’m sorry if I am it’s been a little hectic lately, but if I’m not too late what about Enemies, Taste and Trouble with Rio? Also Writer’s choice. 😊

Aye! Aye! Aaaaaaye! Excellent word choices! So good that this is a DOUBLE DRABBLE!! 😜

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When Rio snatched her into the alleyway he wasn’t sure what would happen. But the way her eyes darkened - the way she didn’t fight him told him everything he needed to know.

“So, kiss me,” she taunted and he took what he wanted.

What he had always wanted.

He could taste the betrayal on her lips but still he couldn’t stop. His knuckles scraped the brick behind her head when he gripped her hair to gain access to her neck. Enemies didn’t smell like this - they didn’t feel like this.

The way she climbed him to wrap her legs around his waist, to be able to bite and suck, to leave her mark had him tearing at her panties. The long gasp she made when he sank into her promised to be trouble because he’d need to hear it again…and again. She muffled her cries into his neck, the vibration just added to the thrill of what they were doing - defying everyone for one moment of bliss.

Clutching at each other in an alley, in the dark, the spasms came and there was no undoing it. Panting, their eyes held the same question.

What price will we pay?

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Ugh think about having Rio as a temporary bodyguard 🫠🫠😩😩 it would make me behave so damn well as long as I get rewarded. 😂😮‍💨 he would make a perfect bodyguard too.

Anony? This is all your fault.

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Rio looked at his watch and straightened his shoulders again. He could see you getting more drinks delivered to your table from where he was positioned and his jaw clenched. The club you and your friends had chosen was mid-level at best. The kind that apparently some of Detroit's darlings liked to stop by to slum it every once in a while. Patrons had been crowding your area since you and your playmates had arrived, making a splash by ignoring the VIP section to sit in the middle of the chaos. It made his job harder but he set his opinions about your choices aside early on thinking... It going to be one of those nights.

As the servers deposited your drink orders, you scanned the room casually until you found him. Rio. The other security firms your father hired were all chiseled jawlines, earpieces and aviator glasses. You hated that they stuck out everywhere you went, drawing more attention to you. Didn't that kinda defeat the purpose? This new crew would melt into your surroundings so quickly that it was slightly disturbing. I guess Daddy is finally getting his money's worth.

From the corner of your eye, you could see him making his way down the steps he had been perched on, watching you like a hawk. Always watching. He had a whole team, but he never assigned any of them to you. It was always him.

His being employed by your father made you dislike him on sight. Slim and silent, always frowning, paid to be your shadow. What was he to you, other than a snitch? Your friends thought otherwise. They fell all over themselves the first time he arrived with you. 6'1", slim, onyx eyes, eyelashes women would kill for. If he had any tattoos, he kept them hidden by clothing, except one. The one on his neck. An intricately drawn bird with its wings spread wide. It was bold and unapologetic. Even in dress shirts the wings that stood above the collar, more than suggested that he had a past that explained how comfortable he was with a gun. In the last three weeks, he hadn't said much but you could always feel him around you. It was strange. New.

You took a quick look around, no longer able to find him in the shadows and bouncing lights so you returned to the rowdy conversations around you. But before you could wrap your fingers around the stem of your glass, he was standing next to you.

"Oh, look everybody!" You called attention to him just to watch his reaction. "The calvary is here! Sit with us!"

His poker face didn't change. Raising his voice for his rasp to be heard over the din, he said, "It's time to go."

You didn't even glance at your phone. Turning fully to look up at him, you arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow, "Says who? You?"

The giggles from the friends sitting nearest to you had Rio choosing his next words carefully. He acknowledged them with a nod but when he looked down at you there was no friendliness in his eyes.

"Your father expects you home by 2 am."

Taking a sip of your drink, you raise your glass to him in a mock toast. "He's not going to be there...why should I?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. Either way, he doesn't want you to be here."

"I know." You looked around at the rough clientele that graced the VIP sections. "Funny, how he owns it but it's not good enough for him."

"Everything isn't for everybody. Let's make Daddy happy, yeah? Time to go."

You rolled your eyes in his face and signaled for another server. As they approached Rio stepped in front of the table and shook his head no one time. To your frustration, the server never looked your way, merely nodded at Rio, turned on his heel and disappeared into the crowd.

Shaking off the embarrassment of being cut off you stood up, smiling wide, "Okay guys and dolls! Let's dance!"

Rio dropped all professionalism and stepped in front of you.

You looked at him, eyes wide then smirked, daring him to stop your fun. "One more dance won't kill me. Relax."

Rio took a step closer to you to answer your silent challenge. He stood so close no one could see the grip he had on your arm. You met his calm stare with a glare of your own until something shifted in his eyes. He blinked twice, tilting his head slightly and your brain processed it as if in slow motion. In the dark of the club, his face transformed, hardening. His expression was unreadable, and his eyes lost their shine. Looking away was impossible. Breathing was an afterthought.

He leaned down slowly and you were spellbound. He loomed just inches from your face before he drifted toward your ear. It seemed an eternity before he spoke. Close enough for you to be unsure if his lips were actually brushing the shell of your ear or not, he rasped out, "Tell your friends goodbye, darlin'. Now. I need to get you home."

Somehow, standing in the middle of the noise and music, you heard every syllable clearly. The certainty in his voice underscored the fact that was not an argument you were going to win. When he pulled back, his eyelids were dipped low and his lips slightly parted. The tension in his body told you that regardless of your father's position, he would snatch you outside by your hair if you uttered one more smart-ass word.

The tremor you felt was fear...right?

As you bent to pick up your purse, he didn't loosen his hold on your arm. Without a word to your friends, you let yourself be guided out of the club into the night air.

As you stood together waiting for your driver to bring the SUV around, Rio kept hold of you with his head on a swivel watching for anything or anyone that could be a threat. You stood with him unconsciously inching as close as possible, using him as a shield, wishing your dress was much longer or at least had sleeves to battle the fall's chilly air whipping around the corner, battering your exposed skin. If Rio noticed your intermittent shivering, he chose not to acknowledge it openly. The wind was doing another cruel thing. It slithered inside his coat and carried the smell of him to your nostrils. A clean, crisp, cool water kind of scent. It suited him to a tee. It made you turn your face to him and he chose that moment to wet his lips. You examined his profile, the length of his eyelashes, the perfectly straight nose, the model-esque jawline, the pouty bottom lip.

When the blacked-out truck pulled up, you couldn't stop staring at him. He scanned your surroundings again before pressing his lips together and swinging his head back in your direction. His lips curved up into a glimmer of a smile before settling back into a straight line. He released your arm and the heat his hand left behind felt foreign.

Stepping forward, he opened the door. You paused just long enough for him to speak again, "Get in the car, darlin'."

You climbed in gingerly, suddenly not so proud of the length of your dress. Holding the hem in a death grip, you swiveled carefully and wiggled to slide further inside your ride. Turns out your efforts weren't necessary, he wasn't looking at you - he was busy making sure you were safe. You put on your seatbelt and hugged yourself, hoping the heat in the luxury model would quickly take the chill from your bones.

Without comment, Rio shrugged off his suit jacket and gently put it on your shoulders. The action took your voice from you. Your eyes widened and you automatically leaned forward a bit as he adjusted it. You didn't know what to do with the unexpected kindness in it. The chivalry.

"Thank you." It came out in a faltering whisper. Your neck heated in embarrassment.

Rio's black orbs locked onto yours. For the first time since he stepped into your life and became your everyday companion-of-sorts, he stopped moving long enough to study your face. Instantly, you knew you were incapable of hiding anything from him, including the flush of heat that encapsulated your entire body, making his blazer no longer necessary. He closed the door and hopped in the passenger seat, leaving you to tug his jacket tighter around you, losing yourself in his smell and the thoughts it invoked, for the silent ride home.

Walking in the door, you were surprised to find your father on the couch with his work spread on the table in front of him. Glancing at his watch, he smiled. 1:56 am.

"How was your night, sweetheart?"

I'll see him again tomorrow. You didn't bother to hide the smile that blossomed on your face. "It was perfect."

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The usual disclaimer: I couldn't help it, y'all. 🤭 Don't get excited I'm still not taking requests but this sparked my brain. Good job Anony😉

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Thank you!

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers😎

Oeww thank you for the ask!! ♥️♥️ Well let’s say that the 5 things that make me happy are:

- Definitely discussing or writing for our fav fictional men since real life is way too boring these days. 😭

- Food. Ugh, that feeling when you’ve been craving a certain food all day and you are able to get it? It just makes my entire day better. 🥰

- Listening to music. No matter if it’s R&B, Afro, Hip Hop or something entirely different. Just music and dancing to it makes me happy.

- That moment when you studied or worked an entire day, it’s raining so fucking hard outside and the people have been annoying as hell all day long, and you then get home to your fav warm cozy spot with hot chocolate and a book. ♥️♥️

- Just losing myself in my creativity whether it’s drawing, painting or writing makes me happy. ✍🏻

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Thank you! This was really sweet and written so quickly too! 😊🥺

Hiii! So excited for all these amazing drabbles again! ♥️♥️

Since no one asked for Manny or Rio yet. (I really don’t mind which one of the two, whoever you’re in the mood to write for), let’s do a writers choice with the words: Book, storm and peace!

I love that you're here. Let's do Rio with a lil domestic fluff this time around. 🥰

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When Rio walked into the house, you looked up from your book and smiled softly. Tossing his keys on the counter, he walked over to you on a tired glide and crashed onto the couch. Putting away your book, you tugged his coat for him to take it off and guided his head to your lap, offering peace from the storm.

“Was it bad today?”

“Basura,” he grumped.

You ran your hands back and forth over his short hair until he sighed, closing his eyes. “You want me to kill them?” you cooed.

His quiet laugh was your reward.

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Hi I hope you’re doing well. I recently got obsessed with Viking Valhalla and I was wondering if you’re still writing for Harold Sigurdsson and if you if yes, are your requests open ?

Im very busy at the moment so I won’t be able to write them right away, but you can always request! ♥️

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Hi, can I have a request for Charles Vane? This is a request - a continuation of "Love don't change". The reader is Charles' daughter (the same one who meets Charles - her father for the first time at the age of 5), who is now a teenager. While training with the sword, she is bitten by a snake and falls to the ground helpless. Charle, the reader's mother and her younger brother (you know, they were trying for another baby in chapter 3) find her and try to help her. They manage to save her, remove the poison, but then the reader has a severe fever. One night, the reader writhes, mumbles and does not know what is happening around her. Charles finds her and assures her that everything is okay and he's with her...I'll leave the rest up to you, but something cute please, I love those father daughter moments!

At the moment I’m really busy so it might take a bit, but I’ll definitely continue this one! Thanks for the requests

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Really?! Thank you so much! ♥️♥️ it’s been a while since anyone showed this one some love, especially after the updated version.

The Azblida | The 100

Chapter 40: ~Her Safe Haven~

For Chapter 39: ~Welcome To The Second Dawn Bunker~ click here

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“I know, but I am done taking risks and putting people I love in danger, especially if we are talking about my wife and child.” He mumbled and stopped in front of two Skaikru guards who opened up a hatch.

“Welcome to the Second Dawn bunker.”

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Roan smiled at his wife while the guards led them down a small, narrow staircase and the hatch immediately dropped shut behind them with a loud bang.

Meave’s heart started to raise, but the king held her hand close to his chest to calm her.

“It’s okay.” He whispered. “It was just a noise.”

“I know, it just really startled me….” She whispered back, her eyes trying to get used to the bright light that covered the entire purify room. When they finally did though, she decided to look out the big windows only to see how enormous the bunker actually was.

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~Wash My Cash, Darlin’~

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Summary: Reader has been a loyal gang member of Rio’s gang for years and so he rewards her.

Timeline: Before Good Girls season 1.

Pairing: Rio x Fem!Gangster!Reader Warning: Fluff.

Rio had seen people getting sucked into his business and giving up and leaving his business dead too, or alive if those people were lucky, but he had never seen you leave. “It is lonely at the top”, he always said to you, warned you even, but never once did it cross your mind to give up and quit. No one deserved to be lonely. Not even the dangerous and murderous gang leader you worked for. And to be honest, you weren’t any better than him either. You remember being a homeless young woman who had trouble finding a job for ages so when you had caught two men shooting someone in the middle of the street that you were quietly walking on, the first thing that came to mind wasn’t running away. No. It was offering the men to help clean the body up.

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Oh don’t worry about it, I get it! I hope you had a good Christmas as well, and I really liked this one. It’s so creative. ♥️

Oh I’m back with another combo! Snow, drop-off, revealing with Rio? 💕💕

Sorry, I had to pause on these for familyholidaygoodstuff! I hope your holiday time was lovely!

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Rio drove through Detroit’s first big snow to pick up Marcus along with your son for an after-school playdate. The boys were new friends and inseparable. Normally he’d do the drop-off from curb but you were standing outside shoveling your walkway, so he pulled into the driveway. Behind tinted windows, he admired your curve revealing jeans before rolling it down to give you a wave. You hugged both boys and directed them inside waving back as he pulled off.

At the first stop sign, his phone pinged with a message from you that had him smiling.

*I want another playdate, too.

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Your last one was such a creative one! Let’s see what you can make of Affection, cry, scars with Angel? Thank you so much for all these amazing drabbles btw 🥰 they’re amazing and I really love how good you surprise us with these.

Thank you so much! I aim to please. And YOU are putting me to WORK with these combos you keep choosing but please don't stop! My brain is on fire!

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The first time I felt real affection for anyone was when Angel laced his fingers with mine.

The first time I felt seen was when Angel held my face in his hands and said it wasn’t my fault.

The first time I felt safe was when Angel looked me in the eyes and said, “Never again.”

The first time I took my shirt off and let Angel see my shame, he kissed every one of my scars.

The first time I ever came he whispered, “Don’t cry, reina. Don’t cry.”

With him, I have no past. We can just be Love.

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I love this one so much! 😊😊

How about Rio with gun, apology and snuggle? ♥️♥️

Oh yes ma'am! I like this one alot!!! DOUBLE DRABBLE!!

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Rio stood up straight, the gunshots still echoing off of the water. It was supposed to be a simple pick up and then everything spiraled out. He looked from the two men on the ground to Mick, then at you and the piece in your hand.

“Mick.”

“I got it.”

Rio walked over to you leaning on the SUVs door. Touching your cheek first, he ducked his head down to look into your eyes, relieved that they were clear. “Sweetheart…you good?”

It had been a while since you even fired a gun on a range least of all at a person but what else were you supposed to do when they were trying to kill your boss.

“I’m fine.” You tried to sound confident but your voice faltered, “I’m sorry.” The apology slipped from your lips automatically.

“For what?” Rio’s laugh threw you off. “I’m not.”

For the first time, he drug you into his arms for a hug allowing you to snuggle into his chest for a moment before letting go. “You did good. Get in.”

Finished with clean up, Rio looked back at you in the back seat and shared a look with Mick. Things were different now.

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~His Wild Bull~

Masterlist A/N: This was requested by DEVILHORNS on Wattpad. I hope you love it! ♥️ Let me know if anyone enjoys this OC and want a fan fiction out of this. I also will be taking a break from the smut for now. I'm so sorry for the once who requested anything with smut over the past few months. I won't be writing them anymore. I found out they take me so much time and the joy in writing them is long gone, it's way too frustrating. I perhaps will eventually take smut requests again, but for now the only smut that will come out is from myself if I ever feel like it.  Summary: Harald is surprised by his wife taking control. Timeline: Harald as the new king of Norway. Pairing: Harald Sigurdsson x Fem!OC Warning: Detailed smut, dick riding, dom/sub.

From a distance Harald let his eyes wander off to the gorgeous woman found on the other side of the feasthall, his gorgeous woman. Thyra was the only daughter of King Canute. A strong blue eyed, black haired woman born and raised to be a great queen to her people someday.

The moment he learned about her existence and her still unwedded status, he proposed to fill in the roll of husband and king.... but only once they build a connection to know what they were getting into of course.

He didn't want to instantly overwhelm her with the thought of marriage and he did have the need to get to know her first as well. However, after their first evening spend together watching the stars reflect into the ocean, he knew he was falling in love already and she had to admit she was too.

"Harald?" Thyra had slowly walked his way after her conversation ended and took his hand in hers.

"Yes?" He smiled sweetly and took her other hand too, noticing she was looking tired.

"Could we perhaps go to our room?" She rubbed her eyes with her free hand after she let go of one of his, yawning a bit too.

"Tired, my love?" He smiled and sneaked his arm around her waist.

"Yes." She nodded and he smiled.

"Come on then, my queen." He laid his hand on the small of her back and led her to their newly shared bedroom.

"Thank you, Harald." She smiled and followed sleepily, but something he didn't know yet was that it was all part of an act.

If he had been paying a little closer attention to her, she knew he would've probably figured out what she truly wanted within one look, but she also knew that if there was something involving her he would never question it and make sure she was comfortable at any cost. That's why she took advantage of that opportunity.

"You want me to stay with you while you rest?"

"Yes, I would love that." She smiled and casually dropped her fur cloak and her dress from her shoulders, letting it pool around her feet as she looked up at him. "That would make me feel at ease."

He nodded, but didn't meet her gaze. He was too busy taking her beautiful bare body in, but she unfortunately didn't give her husband much time to admire her. She turned around within a few seconds and acted like she was busy with the sheets. She needed to hold her position, keep her sneaky lie around for a little while longer as she very slowly moved onto the bed.

She tried to be so so innocent about everything, but he already knew what she wanted the moment she didn't let him see her face anymore.

"There's something else you need from me first, don't you~?" He growled lowly and took a step closer. "You aren't tired~."

"I was tired of the feast, but not too tired to have a long night with just my husband~." She giggled a little and felt his strong arms wrap around her slender waist, his chest pressed firmly against her back now.

"Why didn't you tell me before, my queen? I'm happy to take care of her when she needs me." He confessed and pulled her from their bed, kissing her neck gently as his hands massaged her hips soothingly.

"Even so- that's not what she currently needs from you~." She turned around in his embrace and all of a sudden pushed him onto the now already messy bed. "She wants to take care of you this time."

"Me?" He smirked, caught by surprise when before he knew it his back hit the soft bed beneath him.

"Yes. You." She rubbed his thigh close to his cock and unlaced his pants with her other hand. "So lay back and let me, my king. I'm certain you won't regret it." She pushed up his shirt as well. 

Harald nodded with a wide grin, but first helped her strip him from his armor before he obediently laid back down against the headboard and watched her elegantly straddle him.

 "You're so gorgeous. You're everything I could ever wish for." His hands instantly went back to her sides to caress her and she bend down to connect her lips with his, grinding her hips against his with lust. She needed him to know she wasn't playing around so the kiss wasn't as soft or gentle as usual. Instead, it was filled with lust and dominance and she adored it how quickly he switched to giving her full control. 

She loved being nasty with him for once, to show him he didn't always have to be gentle with her and that she too had a wild side he could admire. It surely wasn't as if he didn't enjoy her like that either. He was taken back by her sudden boost of confidence, yes, but he honestly couldn't wait for more....

His cock was already rock hard and throbbing, the control his woman showed him freeing a glimpse of desperation in his behaviour.

He needed to feel her.

All of her.

But he really, really tried to hold back. She was in charge, not him, and he wanted to give her the opportunity to fully have that control she urged for. 

His loving eyes looked up when he let his fingers dance across the soft skin of her thighs, meeting Thyra's ice blue eyes, and he could see a small smirk appear from her lips when she noticed his thick cock twitching.

She knew he couldn't wait much longer and honestly neither could she. 

Within one quick motion she instantly mounted him, a long moan escaping from her mouth while she felt herself stretch around him. "He fills me up so well~." Thyra added softly, but tried to control herself and grind her hips right away once again. 

She couldn't let the pleasure get ahold of her yet, not with the ideas she had in mind for them.

Taking every inch of him the best she could, a hot and pleasurable flame washed over her as she rode him at a steady fast pace. A rough pace she always wished to ride him in. 

"Oh gods~ my love~." Harald growled lowly and his hips thrusted deeper inside of her everytime she rocked her hips. 

"I~ I know~." She moaned in response, too busy making them feel good to form full sentences anymore. His cock just simply made her feel so heavenly and him fully pressing inside with each thrust specially timed to match her riding was way too pleasureable. His thrusts truly created a perfect harmony between the two lovers and the time of soft dirty talking slowly came to a full stop. They weren't capable of doing so anymore and whenever they tried to whisper sweet or nasty nothings in each other's ears all their words came out as sloppy moans and whines. 

Thyra let her hands run over Harald's sweaty chest and he groaned, sitting up more to kiss the top of her breasts and leave some bite marks to show off she was forever his. 

"Mmm~ I love you, Harald." She giggled softly at his actions and suddenly moaned his name louder again when he shoved his cock even further inside of her to hit that deep spot, making her walls squeeze him as she came hard. 

She was so tight and warm, so inviting. 

The handsome man growled and followed her quickly by the tightness of her walls wrapping around him, holding her down on him as he felt the heat of his release fill her. "I love you too, ketta~." He whispered and very gently put a stroke of hair behind her ear, watching her as she tried to relax while the enchanted feeling in her abdomen was still lingering around. "You're doing okay?''

"Perfectly okay." She smiled and let her body rest against his, embracing his neck as she rested her face in the crook of his neck, his hands wrapping around her lower back to hold her too. 

"My wild bull." He smiled, kissing her shoulder.