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And goddamn it, how badly I want to burn.
I sink two fingers between my wet folds and my back arches, a strained breath catches in my throat, against his constricting hand. My eyes close involuntarily as I fuck myself with my own fingers, and I can feel his cock pulsing against the back of my hand, behind the thick fabric of his jeans.
“Don’t fucking close your eyes, little siren. Look at me!” he spits out that order, and when I do as told, pure fire rips through me. He forces me to hold his gaze as I slam my fingers harder and faster into my pussy and it all feels so much more intense. I do not even realize he released my throat until I catch him licking his lips before he gives me a menacing grin.
“Fingers out.”
I cry out in protest, but do as I’m told.
“Show them to me.”
In an instant my fingers are in his mouth and his are buried so deep inside my pussy, I swear he reached the end of me. I scream at the delicious intrusion, but he does not give me time to breathe. He starts finger fucking me, so hard and fast, pain and pleasure mixing together, forcefully ripping out of me an orgasm that makes my throat raw from screaming. He drags out every last bit of pleasure and I am heaving so hard, the cold of the snow beneath me doing wonders to my hot, damp body.
He flips me over, my front slamming on the forest floor before he lifts my ass up with one arm. He slips one finger in my drenched pussy, swirling it around, and I almost want to move away from him, the intrusion too much on my sensitive flesh. He pulls it out, and my eyes go wide instantly when he wets the puckered entrance of my ass with it. My nipples harden against the melting snow beneath me and when that finger pushes against me, slipping into my ass at the same time his impossibly thick cock rips through my pussy, I am convinced I am being split in half.
He is not waiting for me to adjust to the intrusions, he does not take it slow, he fucks me like he hates me, slamming his cock inside of me so hard I have to brace myself against a tree root. He forces a second thick finger inside my tight ass, and I cannot help but scream, yet the pleasure it brings is so much more than the pain, and the fullness of it is making my eyes roll. He grabs my hair and pulls my head back so hard my skull hurts and the sound of our damp skins slapping against each other fill the quiet forest, mixing with my screams and his ragged breaths. The orgasm hits me out of nowhere, ripping through me with a force that leaves my limp, shaky body at Niklas’ mercy and the feel of his cock spilling inside of me feels like fire filling my core. His fingers come out of my ass, his cock pulling out of my sore pussy, and before my body falls on the forest floor, he shifts me, turns me, and pulls me against him.
I am straddling his thighs as he sits on his heels and his warm body feels like a furnace against my damp skin. I bring my legs around him and gather my arms on his chest, resting my head on the crook of his neck as he wraps me tightly in his strong arms, and we wait patiently for our sated bodies to come down from this incredible high.
I do not know how much time has passed… Seconds? Minutes? Hours? His hand wraps around the back of my neck, guiding my head to look at him, the other one gently brushing the side of my face and the hair away from it. The ocean blue eyes staring back at me are softer, the same possessiveness as always, but so calm now, satisfied.
“You’re mine, Suki, do you understand?” His words are soft, yet possessive. “Your mind, your soul, and your fucking heart are all mine, little siren, and nothing and no one will hurt you ever again.”
I feel the truth in his words, they seep into my soul, burning their way into my heart, and I know love is not a strong enough word for what was bred between us. Love does not do us justice. We would kill for each other, burn for each other, die for each other, and we would follow each other anywhere. Even in hell, because being apart is not an option anymore.
I watch him reach into a pocket of his discarded jeans, clueless about when he managed to take them off, and he pulls out a small wooden box, most definitely made by him. Before I can look to see what he carved into the wood, he flips the lid open and my heart stops.
I look at him in disbelief, then back at the yellow gold filigree band holding an emerald cut blood red ruby. I would cry if I was not so utterly shocked.
I turn my gaze back to him, and the smile painted on his gorgeous face breaks me. I smile back, unable to hold in the overwhelming happiness bursting inside of me, and I know one thing for sure…
Even death will not be the end of us.
The End
