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My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian (Sera and Fenris) novel Chapter 72

Sera

The moment his rough fingers made contact with my wet folds, my breath hitched violently in my throat. I dug my fingernails deep into the rough underside of the wooden table. A sharp splinter pierced my index finger, but I barely felt it.

"I am surviving, Torin," I managed to say. My voice shook a fraction of an inch, betraying the absolute chaos happening beneath the wood.

Fenris pressed his middle finger directly against my swollen clitoris. He applied a brutal, heavy pressure.

I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek. I tasted blood instantly.

Fenris shoved his thick middle finger deep inside my wet opening. The stretch was sudden, sharp, and entirely consuming. I clamped my thighs together purely on instinct, trapping his heavy wrist between my legs. He didn't pull back. He twisted his wrist, rubbing his calloused thumb aggressively over my hard clitoris while thrusting his thick finger completely in and out of my slick, tight canal.

The contrast was absolute madness. I was staring down a Valdris Lord, verbally dominating him in front of the entire pack council, while the Alpha of Ironmaw was aggressively fingering me completely wet under the High Table.

I felt the hot, heavy pulse of blood throbbing between my legs. The friction of his calloused skin against my hyper-sensitive flesh was excruciatingly good. I was grinding my hips down against his hand in millimeter increments, terrified someone would see my shoulders shaking. My core clenched violently around his finger.

Torin was still talking. He was rambling about the Valdris army and the King’s wrath, but the words sounded completely muffled, like I was listening to him from underwater. All I could hear was the rushing of my own blood in my ears and the heavy, rhythmic friction between my thighs.

Fenris added a second finger.

The intrusion stretched me wider. I gasped, a soft, sharp sound that was quickly swallowed by the roaring noise of the hall. Fenris curled his two fingers upward, hitting the deep, sensitive front wall of my cunt with bruising force.

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