[Leif's Chamber—Continuation—Leif's POV]
I had seen it before—Alvar's monstrous dick. In the hot spring. In fleeting glimpses that had made my stomach clench with disbelief. But never… never had I imagined it would go inside me.
FUCK!
My stomach twisted violently, a storm of fear, heat, and utter disbelief coiling through my body. My heart was hammering like a war drum, sweat prickling along my skin. I wanted to shriek, cry, run—but my body… my body betrayed me completely.
Alvar leaned in, thumb brushing tenderly over my cheek, wiping away my tears. "Don't worry…" His voice was soft, husky, and molten. "…I will be gentle."
I trembled, hands clutching the sheets as if they were the only lifeline I had left. Then… he grasped his dick, warm and impossibly hard. His palm brushed against me.
"Just… relax…" he murmured, his dick pressing lightly against my hole.
"Aahh…" I shivered violently, hips twitching uncontrollably.
