Freya did not remember the man's name, only that he was one of the Freebound members Gideon had saved from that building run by the religious cult.
She did not care enough to recall it anyway. Not when Gideon was slowly grinding into her from behind the counter, moving at a deliberate pace that made her feel good but left her aching for more.
It was pleasureable, yes. But it was not enough.
She wanted him to be rougher and harder. She wanted to lose her mind.
"Mmmhnn…" She bit down on her lip, holding the sound back as Gideon carried on a normal conversation, as if his cock wasn't currently buried inside her.
"Yeah, I can do that," Gideon replied casually. "But it comes with a price."
At the same time, he snapped his hips forward sharply. The sudden thrust made Freya jolt, her head bumping lightly against the underside of the counter with a dull sound.
Normally it would have been swallowed by the noise of the crowd outside, but this man was standing close.
