Page 16 of The Dark Will Rise


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My chest heaved as I caught my breath, but Tor had no such affliction.

“That was a poor showing,” I told him wide-eyed as I walked past him through the front door.

“You never said there were rules.” Tor’s lip twitched as he followed me inside.

I stopped at the kitchen where I had first eaten breakfast all of those weeks ago before the realities of war had descended on us.

I brushed my fingers against the pock-marked wooden table before moving to the sink and the window overlooking the forest. A curtain of thick trees and speckled light.

As I peered through the window, leaning against the sink to study the woods for any signs of life, Tor slid his hand over my waist.

His touch made my core ache. Tor leaned closer as if curious about the view outside. He reached for the fabric of my night dress and pushed the skirt over my thighs. The fabric brushed against my skin as his hand skimmed over the curve of my bum and made me squirm.

I clenched my thighs together as he reached between my legs, to the inside of my thighs, and stroked the sensitive skin with his hand. His touch was barely more than a butterfly’s wings, but I burned for him.

Tor pressed against the side of my thigh as his hand drifted to my core. I felt his hardness against my thigh, through the fabric of his trousers.

“Part your legs for me, Love.” Tor breathed. “I want to touch you.”

“Tor…” I arched my back, pressing myself into his hand as he stroked my entrance with his index finger. “Please…”

“A kinder soul than I might let that slip, but I’m inclined to let you take on the debt.” He growled. “I can feel how wet you are. Is that for me?”

“Yes.” I panted.

“How will you fulfill a bargain between us, I wonder?” I heard rather than saw his smile.

I closed my eyes, biting my lip at his teasing. “I don’t know.”

“Maybe I’ll settle the debt if you give me your orgasm,” Tor growled.

I reached out, brushing my hand against the front of his trousers, feeling the rigid pipe pressed against the fabric.

Tor chuckled darkly. “No, Love. Your orgasm.” As the final syllable left his lips, he plunged his finger inside of me. Filling me, but not enough. My walls clenched around his hand as he pulled back before adding a second finger.

I moaned, the sound low and throaty, as Tor continued his measured caress. He fucked me with his fingers so slowly that I found myself rocking back, grinding against his hand.

My nipples tightened, and my chest was flushed. Tor leaned in, breathing in the scent of my hair and kissing the seam of my jaw as he touched me. Each thrust of his hand grew in speed.

Harder. Deeper. Faster.

The sounds of my wetness punctuated the silence as my pussy clung to his fingers, and Tor used his thumb to make delicious swirls around my clit.

My orgasm swept me away as I gripped the sink and struggled to stay standing, pinned only by Tor’s hand. The aftershocks sparked through my body, and my thighs continued to shake even when Tor removed his hands.

I felt my wetness on my thighs, certain I’d sprayed his hand, but somehow, I still wanted more. Tor seemed to sense my arousal as he shifted to stand behind me.

“I think that warmed you up.” Tor purred.

“More than that.” I laughed breathily, my cheek pressed against the sink.

Tor flicked the button of his trousers, and a moment later, something hard pressed against my entrance.

Every nerve in my body was ready and waiting as Tor rubbed the head of his cock over my core. Parting my lips and circling my clit with the tip of his cock.

I moaned, rocking back as he held himself at my entrance. Needy and wanting.

Tor didn’t make me wait as he thrust inside me to the hilt until I felt his thighs against the back of mine as he held our bodies together. Tor’s hands gripped my ass as he pulled his cock free, leaving only the tip inside before he plunged in once more.

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