“Cocky,” she snaps, but she’s already sliding her hand down between us. Her fingers brush over the bulge in my pants and her breath hitches.
Her hand cups me. Squeezes.
“Oh fuck,” she whispers.
“Now you see.”
I grab the back of her thighs, lift her effortlessly. She wraps around me instinctively—legs hooked at my waist, arms at my neck. My cock strains against my pants, pressed right against the heat of her core. I can feel how wet she is through the thin fabric. She’s trembling already, grinding against me like she’s starving.
“You’re soaked,” I growl.
“I need you,” she gasps. “Kragna—I need your cock inside me.”
Gods. She’s going to kill me.
I lower us to the furs by the fire. The embers cast a golden glow over her skin. Her dark hair is wild around her face, eyes blown wide with need. I kneel between her legs, slide her pants down inch by inch, revealing everything.
She’s glistening.
Her pussy is bare, wet, flushed dark with blood. I spread her thighs and stare like a starving man.
“Say it again,” I whisper.
“I want your cock,” she says, voice shaking. “Please.”
I bend down and lick her.
She screams.
Her hips jerk off the furs. I grip them, holding her down as my tongue circles her clit, then slides lower. I taste her—sweet, sharp, pure River. She tangles her fingers in my mane, yanks hard.
“Kragna—fuck—don’t stop, don’t?—”
I don’t.
I worship her with my mouth, tongue fucking her slowly, then fast, then slow again until she’s sobbing my name. When I suck her clit into my mouth and hum low in my throat, she comes undone.
She shakes. Her thighs lock around my horns. Her pussy pulses with every wave of her climax. And gods, she is beautiful like this—raw, open, hers.
I crawl up her body, wiping my mouth on my wrist. She’s panting, lips swollen, cheeks flushed. Her hands go to my belt again, frantic now.
“Get inside me,” she growls.
I strip fast. My cock springs free—thick, veined, flushed dark at the head. Her eyes widen. She bites her lip.
“That’s not gonna fit,” she breathes.
“It will,” I promise. “I’ll make it fit.”
I line myself up at her entrance, rubbing the head of my cock through her slick folds.
“Look at me,” I command.
She does.
I push.
Her eyes go wide. Her mouth opens. “Holy—fuck, you’re stretching me?—”
