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Ayda pressed back against him and rubbed her ass across Hùisdean's length until he swore. Ayda smiled, but her victory was short-lived. Hùisdean pulled her up until her back was pressed against his chest. He grabbed her leg and pulled it around his waist until she was sitting on his thigh.
“Do you want to play games, Ayda?” Hùisdean murmured in her ear. A full-body shiver wracked Ayda as he bit gently down her neck.
“Bring it on,” she gasped, not sounding as confident as she hoped. Hùisdean started shifting his hips in undulating, short motions, causing Ayda to grind against his thigh. The coarse fabric of his trousers rubbed up against the soft material of her panties. The new sensation caused Ayda's eyes to practically roll back in her head. She dropped her head back on Hùisdean's shoulder, and he took the opportunity to kiss her.
“Go on,” Hùisdean encouraged, murmuring against her lips. “Grind that pretty pussy against my leg. I'm not going to stop until you're screaming my name, coming all over my pants.” Hùisdean pinched her nipple, and Ayda writhed.
“You were the one who came in their pants last time.” Ayda moaned, her hips taking on a mind of their own as she started grinding against Hùisdean in response.
“And now you're going to come on them. Poetic, isn't it?” Hùisdean started rubbing her clit with firmer pressure while he squeezed her breast with the other. Ayda whimpered and began to move faster, unable to hold out any longer as her body practically overheated.
“Come for me, Ayda.” Hùisdean bit at the junction between her neck and shoulder. Ayda's release hit her like a battering ram, and her body seized up as it coursed through her.
“Fuck me.” Ayda leaned all her weight against Hùisdean as she tried to catch her breath. He pushed some of the hair from her forehead and kissed her softly.
Ayda slowly detangled herself from Hùisdean and went to lie back on the mattress, enticed and too eager to get Hùisdean inside of her to care about acting aloof or as though her feelings weren't involved.
As she went to lay back, Hùisdean stopped her by placing a hand on her shoulder, keeping her on her knees in front of him.
“Not yet, Ayda,” Hùisdean growled. He grabbed the waistband of his trousers and stepped backward, kicking them off. Ayda studied him, and her body clenched. Hùisdean was taller than any mortal man she'd ever known—and he was proportional.
Hùisdean must have seen the apparent desire on her face, and he chuckled, gripping his dick at the base and stroking it.
He stepped to the edge of the bed, and Ayda wanted to taste him. She licked her lips as Hùisdean gently pinched her chin.
“I’ve been alive for a thousand years, and I've never seen anything so pretty as Ms. Ayda Bhaduri on her knees with her mouth open.”
Ayda's heart fluttered, and she knew she was too far gone. Instead of responding, she replaced his hand with hers, giving him a hard stroke while she flicked her tongue against the head.
“Fuck,” Hùisdean exhaled. Ayda licked a broad stripe up the underside of his cock before taking him into her mouth.
Hùisdean groaned, tangling his hands in her hair as Ayda continued working him over with her tongue. Precome and saliva dripped down her chin, and Ayda relished in the uninhibited, dirty feel of it.
Hùisdean's grip on her hair tightened. “Goddamn it,” he cursed, “I’m so fucking close. You feel incredible. I'm going to fuck your mouth, babyell me if you don't want me to.” Ayda hummed in agreement, the vibrations pushing Hùisdean close to the edge.
Hùisdean grunted and started thrusting into her mouth harder. Ayda took him deeper down her throat until he couldn't go any further.
Magic surged in her veins until she thought it would explode from her pores. She could also sense it stirring in Hùisdean's blood, calling out to one another.
“Fuck, Ayda!” Hùisdean was coming with a shout, and she swallowed him down. They detangled from one another and collapsed on the bed, trying to slow their racing heartbeats and ragged breathing.
Hùisdean was playing with Ayda's hair when she turned to face him.
“You know, other women might get a little offended that you don't want to fuck them.” Ayda teased halfheartedly. As much as she enjoyed getting her mouth on Hùisdean's dick, she was a little curious as to why they'd hooked up twice, but he still hadn't slept with her.
Hùisdean's eyes widened in surprise, and he rolled on top of her, bracing his elbows on either side of her head.
“Oh, sweet Ayda,” he whispered, leaning down like he would kiss her again. “I was going to do this more strategically, but fuck it. I like you. I have—brace yourself—feelings.”
He pressed a short kiss to her lips. Ayda nearly stopped breathing.
“When I finally fuck this pussy,” Hùisdean trailed his lips across her jawline, whispering in her ear, “you'll beg me for it. And I'll fuck you knowing your heart and your cunt are mine.”
Chapter Eighteen
“You should go to Stanydale Temple.” Ásví burst through the back door and into the kitchen. Hùisdean only looked at her with a raised eyebrow, waiting for her to continue. He picked up the kettle and poured an extra strong cup of tea for Ayda.
After last night, she'd gracefully dodged his declaration of feelings but still slept in the same bed as him. He'd count it as a win. He'd initially planned to wait until they sorted out the Shetland Islands’ curse before waiting to see if she'd be open to something more than a physical relationship, but he couldn't help himself. There had been a flicker of rejection in her eyes last night when he'd opted for different extracurricular activities instead of going all the way with Ayda.
