“Not yet, rabbit.” He continues to stare, lids hooded, as he drops to his knees and unbuttons my top, pulling it off slowly. His gaze leaves mine only when I’m wearing nothing but pants and his lips drop again to my stomach. Slowly, oh so slowly, he tugs them down, his caress following as he grazes the skin he’s exposed.
When I’m as naked as him, he starts to work his way back up, kissing along my ankles, then my calves and the insides of my thighs. Which are dripping wet.
I am trying,the gods know I am trying, to give this male the time he wants. And those same gods know I’m enjoying every bit of this too. Butfuck. IneedFhord to touch me. I have never wanted anything more than his hands or his tongue on me—or better yet, in me—right now.
“Please, Fhord.” My voice is so quiet, I’m not sure my words reach him.
“Fuck it turns me on to hear you beg, rabbit. Say it again.” His tongue licks my thigh, his breath sparking little fires that Ineedto grow.
“Please.” I reach down for his cheeks, drawing his eyes up to meet mine.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispers. “And you’re mine,” he adds as he finally—finally—touches me where I need.
His tongue reaches out to lash against my core, licking and nipping at me, and I can’t hold back the groan. My hips buck against him, drawing a wicked laugh, as he reaches up to push them against the blankets and resume his luxurious plundering of my soul.
When he sucks at my clit—my back arching as I fight to break free of his grip and drag more from him—one of his fingers joins in the fun. He laughs again—the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard—and then adds another. His fingers are going in and out of me, hitting that spot that makes me see stars every time he gets close, and all I can do is hold on as the pressure builds inside me, a fire burning itself free to consume every part of me.
And then I’m coming, the orgasm washing through me in wave after wave, Fhord’s tongue and fingers pulling every bit of pleasure my body has to give.
But Fhord’s not close to done.
He pauses a moment, watching the shivers ripple through me, and then starts again. His tongue reaches into me before he drags it up to lick my clit. I gasp in a breath as his lips start to suck, sending me spiraling again into a desperate need for Fhord. Finally, he starts to pull himself back up my body, biting and licking as he goes, to rest between my legs, his cock hard against my thigh.
“Fuck me, Fhord,” I murmur as I dig my hands into his hair. “I need you to fuck me.”
He shakes his head, a sultry smile lifting his lips. “I’m going to make love to you, rabbit,” he rumbles, leaning forward to brush his lips against mine. “Later, I’ll fuck you. The first time you come on my cock, though, you’re going to feel my love with every breath you take, each beat of your heart, every flutter in your body.”
A tremble rolls down my spine. “Please,” I whisper—the only word I seem able to mutter tonight—as I wrap my arms and legs around him to drag him closer to me. “Please make love to me, Fhord.”
Slowly, gently, Fhord pushes at my entrance, sliding into me as he lets my body adjust to his size. His gaze doesn’t leave mine as he pulls out and enters me again. And again. I can feel him everywhere, the sensations building into another wave of pleasure that forms at my core and spills out to the rest of me. Our hips find a rhythm that is ours alone. We move together, slowly at first, but then with more urgency.
When Fhord kisses me, it’s with a hunger I realize he’s felt since our eyes met in the forest. I can feel his need for me as he lunges in and out, in and out, filling me with each plunge deeper into my core.
When my orgasm comes, it’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced before. It consumes me, the world narrowing down to this cave, Fhord and me the only beings who will ever exist. I am whole, complete, in a way I never thought possible. Gasping into the waves that cascade through me, I smile as I realize Fhord fell over the cliff with me.
We lay there motionless, caressing and breathing in each other, for a long time. Fhord pulls away before I’m ready, lifting himself up to kiss me again and draw me into his broad chest. His thumb rubs circles on my arm as another hand rests on my hip.
“Well, that was … everything I’d hoped it would be,” I sigh. That doesn’t come close to describing what Fhord just did to me, butfuck. I don’t know how words could do it justice.
“Did I please you, rabbit?” Fhord’s eyes twinkle at me, a wicked grin curving up the lips that just finished doing wicked things to me. “We’ve only just begun,” he promises, his hand floating down to rub his thumb against my clit. His smile grows more broad as he lifts it to his lips and sucks gently.
“We may never leave this cave,” I whisper, my core already heating again as I glance down. One little taste of me has Fhord ready to go again.
“We’ll never want to,” he agrees, leaning forward to place his lips on mine. “First, though, I should feed you. I have plans for you tonight and you’ll need all the energy you can get.”
“Promises, promises,” I respond with a laugh, reaching down to caress the cock that’s beckoning to me.
“None of that,” Fhord insists, taking my wrist to lift it above my head. His lips drop to a nipple, sucking in for the most tantalizing moment, before he lifts himself away from me. “Food. Then you can have your way with me.”
My stomach agrees, grumbling at the worst possible time. Fhord laughs and then pulls on his pants, throwing a wink at me before he saunters toward the pool.
Leaving me and my thoughts alone as I watch him prepare our meal. Wondering where we go from here, and how we can possibly survive the Dróttning’s wrath we just unleashed.
Epilogue; Tindera
Then I Will Soar
Iknewshe’dcomeforme.
