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I wriggle atop his shoulder, whimpering, because my bare ass is in the air. “I’rec—”
Sucking in a startled breath, I squirm as his hand goes between my thighs. He pushes two fingers into my sopping, messy cunt and scrapes his teeth over my leg again. “Better,” he rasps. “Much better.”
Oh god, he’s going to head to the other cave with his fingers inside my pussy, plugging me like I’m a goddamn bowling ball? I should be mortified. Instead, it feels so good it takes everything I have not to moan like a goddamn dyingBalo.
And then the bastard startsjogging. As if I’m not being tortured enough. As if the constant jolt of his buried fingers inside my pussy isn’t driving me absolutely wild.
“I am hurrying,” he tells me, sounding as out of breath as I am. “I want to be there as much as you do.”
Oh sure, he says that, and then his fingers move inside me again and I claw at his back, on the verge of coming once more. Between that and the vibration in my chest from resonance, I’m an absolute panting mess. I don’t think I’ve ever been so aroused, and the fact that it’s I’rec—my friend and who is very off limits because he’s in love with Tia—who’s the one that’s causing me to light up like this makes it all feel dirty and wrong.
Which, of course, turns me on even more.
By the time we get to the cave, I feel as if I’m going to explode. I’m whimpering, squirming against those fingers that are seated so deep inside me and yet aren’t even giving me the courtesy of hitting my G-spot. I’rec sways, leaning heavily against the cliff wall just outside the cave, then staggers inside.
The moment he sets me down, I’m attacking his loincloth. I don’t have words left. All I know is that I need more of his cock. I rip it off of him with frantic hands, and then he’s tearing at my tunic, dragging it over my head. I’m fully naked except for my boots, and then he picks me up again and hauls me forward, dragging me against the wall. With a whimper, I lock my legs around his waist.
With a surge, he’s deep inside me again.
I cry out, digging my nails into his shoulders as he thrusts into me. From this angle, his spur is seated perfectly against my clit, rubbing hard, and each time he drives into me, my legs jerk in response and my cunt spasms. He grips me tightly, holding me against him as he pumps into me with short, fierce strokes.
“Mine,” he snarls, hunched over me even as he drives me against the wall. “Mine, F’lor.”
With another choked cry, I come again, hard and fast. Everything in my body clenches up and I wheeze, clinging to him as the newest orgasm rolls through my body. He thrusts a few more times, each one fiercer and more erratic than the last, and then more wetness rolls down my buttocks and thighs as he releases and slumps against me.
I remain pinned to the wall for a long moment, I’rec’s muscular, strong body resting against mine. I feel the urge to stroke his back, to pet and comfort him like I would a lover, but I’m afraid to. He’s not supposed to be mine. We’ve barely kissed, and I don’t know that he would want or appreciate any post-coital cuddling. Not when every time we’ve touched it’s been frantic and wild.
So I remain quiet and still in his arms while he recovers.
I’rec sighs heavily and lifts his head. His eyes are heavy-lidded, from either the sex or fatigue, but damn, it’s a good look on him and it makes me tingle inappropriately. His gaze roams over me. “Did I hurt you?”
I snort, trying to throw some levity on the situation. “No. You might have temporarily rearranged some of my organs with that beast you’re wielding, but I’m fine.”
He grins down at me, and my heart flutters at the sight. “You think my cock is a beast, eh? A’tam’s is bigger.”
“I’m notfuckingA’tam,” I point out. “And I’m also a lot smaller than Bridget.”
“You are small,” he agrees, his expression thoughtful. “You will have to tell me if I hurt you. I am still new to this.”
Which reminds me that we’re not supposed to be together. I grimace. “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?” He blinks at me.
“That it’s me. We both know it should have been Tia.”
I’rec grunts and then lifts me off of his cock, letting me slide to the floor. My knees don’t seem to be working properly, and I sag against him. He puts his arms around me, holding me tight. “Come sit,” he says, his voice more gentle than I think I’ve ever heard come from I’rec. “I will start a fire and we will figure out what comes next.”
After he steers me toward a seat by the fire, I hug my knees, feeling awfully naked and vulnerable.Rubbing my chest, I joke, “Considering that I’m still resonating? I’m guessing I’m coming next.” When he doesn’t laugh at my crack, I bite back a sigh.“How about food? I’m starving. I haven’t eaten since I left camp this morning.”
He looks immediately offended. “R’jaal did not feed you?”
“No. Why would he?”
“Because he wishes to mate you, that’s why.” I’rec shakes his head and heads deeper into the cave, eyeing the stacked supply baskets. “Piss-poor mate that he would be.”
“Stop it,” I chide. “Leave R’jaal alone. He’s just sad.”
I’rec turns and shoots me a look. “Heshouldbe sad. He has lost you.”
