Ellery
I bitmy lip as I resisted the impulse to grasp his cock and slide onto it. He would feel so good, and we both deserved that after today.
“Ellery—”
“Hmm?” I murmured.
“You’re getting me hard.”
I smiled as I wiggled again and, much to my delight, the head of his shaft rubbed my clit. “Am I?”
“You know damn well you are.”
I chuckled at the harsh tone of his voice as I flexed my hips enough to keep the exquisite sensation of him between my legs going. My nipples hardened against his chest.
He lowered his head to whisper in my ear. “If you don’t watch it, I’m going to fuck you in the middle of this encampment.”
His words should have been a bucket of ice over my rising lust; they weren’t. He desired me as badly as I did him; there was something irresistible about that.
Turning my head, I opened my eyes to discover we were in the middle of the encampment, only about thirty feet away from our tree house. I’d positioned myself so that every step he took, his cock teased my clit, creating a firestorm of passion within me that begged to be sated.
Biting my lip, I tried not to move too much, but I yearned for him to fuck me so badly that I didn’t care where we were. While no one was paying attention to us, if they looked up, I’d prefer not to have them know I was almost riding my husband’s dick.
Ryker’s hands, entangled in the blanket behind me, flattened against my back when I shifted a little. My new position allowed the head of his shaft to part my folds as it slipped a little inside.
I couldn’t stop the small moan that escaped as I rested my ear over his racing heart again. Having that part of him inside me didn’t ease my torment; it made it worse.
I wanted to ride him until I was screaming in ecstasy, raking my nails down his back, and giving us the release we craved. My exhaustion slipped away as, with every step, he shifted inside me. I didn’t know how I could go from being so tired I could barely move, to being this aroused, but I had.
Scooting a little lower on his hips, his next step pushed him deeper, but not all the way in. Ryker nuzzled my hair before whispering in my ear, “Why, Ellery Locke, you can’t resist my cock.”
No, I couldn’t, and to prove it, I slid a little lower. Ryker’s fingers dug into my back.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he muttered.
When I leaned back to look up at him, my hips pushed forward to take more of him into me. His eyes darkened from their striking silver hue to the black they became when his lightning was taking control.
He was unraveling, which should have caused me to stop, but I didn’t. Instead, I smiled at him as I clenched my muscles around his shaft. “But what a fantastic way to die.”
Lightning flashed through his eyes, and his pace increased. When we reached the ladder, he shifted his hold on me and the blanket to grab the first rung.
When he lifted us off the ground and placed his other foot higher, his cock settled deep within me. I moaned as he stretched and filled me.
With each new rung, he shifted within me, sliding out before driving deeper again. His movement was an exquisite, delightful torture that had me inwardly begging for more as I dug my fingers into his back.
I resisted my impulse to grind against him as I gave way to the wildness demanding to take over. However, I retained enough sanity to know that while no one was paying attention to us now, they certainly would if I started fucking him with abandon in the middle of a ladder.
Opening my eyes, I watched the amsirah going about their day below. After the events of yesterday, the encampment was more subdued than usual as many had returned and gone to bed already.
None of them were watching us, none of them had any idea what was happening, and for some reason, that excited me. They could easily look up and see us, and while they may not know Ryker was fucking me with every step he took, they could watch us.
I shuddered at the possibility and whimpered when his next step caused him to rub enticingly against my aching clit. Reacting on instinct, I thrust against him, and he groaned.
When we made it to the top, Ryker placed one hand on the trapdoor, pushed it up, and slid it to the side. He rested his handon my back as he climbed the remaining rungs and carried me into the tree house.
Using his foot, he kicked the trapdoor into place as the blanket fell to the floor. I barely had time to breathe before he had my back against the wall.
His muscles vibrated as his body pressed firmly against mine. Lightning fired through his black eyes.
