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Backing away from her, I ignore her hurt and confused expression and situate my favorite chair to my liking next to the hearth where the crackling fire burns brightly. I shrug out of my vest and my shirt before I take a seat. Leaning back, I snap my fingers and point to the sheep skin at my feet. To my relief, the coarse gesture renews her spirit. As always when I demand things of her, she seems to deliberate her options. This time, instead of denying me like I expect, she saunters forward.
Trying to make some room in my pants, I spread my legs wider and order, “Strip.”
Her chin lifts, but I get a flash of apprehension in the firelight. There’s that paradox in her again, this time emerging as stubborn shyness. She’s going to do what I ask despite being unsure, if only to show me that she can, and it couldn’t appeal to me more.
Dragging the stool closer to the fire, she sits to get her boots off. When she stands to pull her overdress off, I again snap my fingers and point to the space between my boots. “Right here, little raven. I don’t want to miss a thing.”
Her throat works, but she complies, pulling the dress over her head on her way to me. I take it from her and toss it aside so I can concentrate on the points of her nipples that show through the thin fabric of her shirt. Absolutely mouth-watering. Sitting up straighter, I grab hold of her hips and yank her forward to fit my mouth around one of the tempting buds. She gasps, threading her fingers into my hair, holding me to her breast as I suck and nibble through the material. The delicious sounds she makes send my arousal sky-high. I repeat the process on the other side, wishing I could do this all night, but the uncomfortable throbbing in my pants insists I move things along.
I flip the shirt over her head and tug her pants down, getting her to step out of them. When I’m done, I settle back in my chair to look my fill. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted her more; those incredible full lips, parted with her soft panting, the pert breasts with their tightly puckered nipples, the sexy scars marring her side, the swell of her hips, and that thatch of dark hair covering what I want most.Fuck. That’s the one thing I can’t have.“Turn around,” I demand and she blinks at me, uncomprehending. “Now.” I make a twirling motion with my finger.
Wobbling a bit, she does as she’s told. Good grief, this view is possibly more arousing than the front. The long, heavy fall of her black-as-midnight hair has me groaning out loud. It reaches halfway down her back, and as I run my hand down the sleek length of it, I imagine what it would feel like wrapped around my cock. The best part of the view, however, is her ass. Despite her small stature, it’s round and plump. “Bend over for me.”
Her body stiffens and over her shoulder, she graces me with so much confused innocence that I almost come in my pants. “You heard me,” I say in a gentler, coaxing tone. “Bend over. You’re mine and I want to see you. All of you.”
Still she hesitates.
“Let me help,” I tell her. “Clasp your hands behind your back.”
She’s suspicious it’s some kind of trick, but ultimately obeys because it’s a much less confounding task for her. I caress her delicate wrists where they sit at the small of her back before taking hold of them in one hand. She doesn’t fight me as I urge her over. “That’s my girl,” I say softly and she whimpers. “A little more.” Her hair falls forward, exposing her back, but I barely notice that, not with her ass right in my face.
Holding her steady by her wrists, I let my free hand slide over her hip and down her thigh to her ankle where I compel her to widen her stance with some tender stroking.
“There we go.” I run my hand back up, along the inside this time, and her breathing picks up. “Just look at you. Spread open. Dripping wet. Incredible.” I can smell her arousal as I lightly trace the seam of her cunt to find her clit. She twitches in my hold. “Easy. I just need to get a feel for what’s mine.” I circle her swollen bud and she mewls.
In the back of my mind, behind the raging lust, I acknowledge that she’s everything I could ever hope for; beautiful, intelligent, sensual . . . willful yet willing. As I tease her entrance with my index finger, awareness hits me: I’m not going to want to give her up if things fall apart. But then I push into her slick flesh and all thought is obliterated.
Chapter 17
Rina
What is he doing to me?I’m going to come undone around his finger. Just his finger.
“Luka,” I pant, uncaring that I sound desperate as he starts up a molasses-slow rhythm. Iamdesperate. “I need more.”
Last night he went on a rant about me needing what he gave me, but tonight, he takes a different tack. “More?” he purrs, holding me steady by my wrists when I try to rock back. “Not sure this sweet little cunt can take more. Like you, my little raven, it’s so small.”
“No, I mean, yes,” I babble, arching my back, hoping to give him a better angle. “She can.”She? I mean it. I mean,“Oh, Luka, please,” I whine as that finger slides forward again.
“You think? I don’t know.” He bends me further over and I suck in a breath of surprise. “I wouldn’t want this to be uncomfortable for you.”
“It won’t.” The last word comes out as more of a protest than a reply because he withdraws from me to trace my opening again.
“No?”
“No,” I whine, then freeze as I feel another finger being notched.
“I guess,” he says casually, pressing down on my tail bone to hold me more firmly in place, “there’s only one way to find out.”
The slow invasion of two callused fingers is sublime. I can barely hear him over all the noise I’m making. “Look. At. This. You should see this slippery little cunt take my fingers. It’s tight though, isn’t it?” He stalls out and I feel faint with how much I don’t want that.
“Wha . . . no, Luka, I –”
His wrist rotates and an incredible wash of heat sweeps me from head to toe. “Ohhh, yes,” I groan as he presses forward again, giving me slow stroke after slow stroke. This new angle is . . .
“Yes? You think? I don’t know.”
I have no clue what he’s on about, only that he’s stopped again, but this time he’s lodged in deep and brushing against some spot inside of me that’s making my entire being coil tighter and tighter. A long, drawn out moan falls from my lips.
