Page 152 of Autumn Queens & Shadows

His hands stopped wrapping the bandage and he glanced up at me again, raising a brow. “Hurry?”

I nodded and took his hand to put it between my legs. “I want your hands somewhere else.”

“You’re creating a monster, do you know that?”

“Is he mine? Do I get him on a leash?” I asked, inching closer to him. “And make him do whatever I want him to do?”

He traced kisses over my jaw before claiming my lips. “Don’t know about the leash part.”

I wrapped both my hands around his neck, and he groaned in my mouth. “What about one with my name on it,” I said, trailing my fingers down his collarbone. “Thora’s.”

He climbed on top of my body within a second, pressing a knee to my core while he wrapped the rest of the bandage around my arm.

“What about my injury?” I asked, grinding myself against his leg.

“You’ll live,” he said, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing off.

I put a foot on his stomach, keeping him there so I could look at him a little longer. “Pull your hair down for me.”

“If you put your damn bows in it, I’m going to lose this hard on.”

“Lies,” I crooned, grinning.

He shuddered when I slowly moved my foot further up his chiselled chest, his carved stomach falling and rising a little faster. Grabbing onto my ankle to keep me still, he chased kisses up my calf until he was lowering himself between my thighs, his scruff tickling my skin until I burst into giggles. But they soon died off when he nuzzled his face between my legs and began pulling my underwear down. “Look at needy little cunt weeping for me,” he said, lifting his eyes up to mine as he put his mouth on me, licking his way up to my core and wrapping his mouth there to suck until my back was bowed off the bed. “I see I’ve not satisfied my friend enough this morning.”

This friend had to run away from him this morning because he was a hungry animal, and my body could only take so much. “You’re a damned idiot,” I panted, my fingers dove through his hair, holding onto him as my hips rode his bloody sinful mouth and tongue.

He threw my legs over his shoulders, his large hands wrapping around my thighs to keep them parted as his tongue, mouth and teeth worked on me. “Have I told you how much I love when this cunt is on my face?”

“Mal. Mal,” I chanted, gripping his hair. “Gods.”

Those hungry amber eyes of his rose up to mine as he licked a finger and pushed it inside of me. “Keep quiet for me or my balls are going to burst, little bird.”

I giggled. “Get them out then.”

“Why? What do you want to do to them?”

So many things. “Whatever you want me to.”

He rose over me, nipping at my lips as he undid his trousers. “And what do you want from me, sweetheart?”

“Thought that was obvious,” I said, reaching between us to help him take his trousers off faster. “I want you to put your big cock in me and then I want you to fuck me with it until I come. Hard, preferably. Really hard.”

“Filthy little bird. Your words always make my heart swell with joy,” the idiot joked, pushing my thighs further apart so he could settle his humongous body between them.

“That thing is tiny so I’m glad.”

I gasped when he started pushing himself inside me.

“Nothing tiny about me, Rora,” he said between kisses as his thick cock entered me in one thrust.

I’d taken him many times already, but I don’t think I’d ever get used to the feel and size of him. “Gods, you’re so big,” I panted, bracing my hands on his strong thighs as he shallowly started moving in and out of me.

He leaned down to kiss me. “You always take it so well.” He thrust his tongue on my mouth, kissing me hard, just as hard as his hips started snapping against mine, making the sound of our bodies grow obscene.

There was nothing slow or steady with the way he fucked me. He never held back like most did, like I was this fragile soft thing that needed to be handled with gloves. It drove every nerve ending in my body insane.

“I need you deeper inside me,” I told him between kisses. “Let me ride you.”