Chapter 53

I could hear the firmness in his voice waver a bit as if he too couldn't wait for me to be completely ready to be his, to fuck me the way I needed him to. I reached down and grabbed his wrist to stop him. Tohr's torment of my pussy was making it completely difficult for me to think clearly. However, at his disapproving look, I immediately released his hand. Taking mercy on me, he only pressed his fingers as deep as they would go but didn't move any further. Yet, the new position had his palm grinding against my extremely sensitive clit, tormenting me further when he didn't move.

"Don't you… have sex without bonding?" I asked.

In response, he wiggled his fingers inside me, drawing out a long moan.

"We do," he admitted and moved his hand again.

"Oh god. If we're gonna talk, Tohr, you can't do that. I can't think when you do," I whimpered.

"You are the one who wishes to talk, little fyre. I wish for you to come for your mate. To fall apart in my hands and scream my name," he purred, punct