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Her breasts were heavy and hot in my hands and I did everything I’d been dreaming about doing to her. Pinching, rolling, tugging at her nipples. She bucked against me, and I wanted everything. I wanted to consume her. I wanted to own her. I wanted her. I kept one hand working her breasts, and the other one slid down her stomach until I was parting her folds and settling on her clit with my finger. I studied her face, loving the sounds she was making as I applied the perfect amount of pressure on her.
"Some time soon, I want to spend all day just tasting your perfect little pussy," I growled.
"Ares," she gasped for air as her hands came out of the water and she put them behind my neck, fucking herself against my fingers. I let go of her breasts enough to grab her chin and plunge my tongue back into her mouth. She was my sole reason for living, having her like this was every dream of mine come true. I gently pushed in one thick finger and she cried out, her hips thrusting against me. I moved my other hand off her perfect face so I could massage her clit as I slipped more fingers into her burning hot core. She was tensing, and a red flush was spreading up her neck as her body prepared to climax.
"Give it to me, sweetheart. Come for me,” I purred in her ear.
Her whole body stiffened when she came, writhing against me, her perfect pussy sucking at my fingers.
I wanted to own every inch of her, to mark every part of her.
"I can't wait any longer,” I said as soon as she'd come down from her orgasm.
"Give me more," she begged, and I lifted and twisted her so that she was straddling me, my dick sliding between her folds, hitting against her clit.
"Are you sure?" I asked one more time, because I couldn't bear her having regrets after this. When she got her memories back, maybe regrets would be a given. For both of us. But at least today, in this world we'd created together, I didn't want her to have any.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine, her hair was soaked, sticking to her gorgeous face. "Fuck me," she whispered, and I almost came just from her pleading. I gripped my cock and lined it up, slowly pushing it in. Her core was so tight that even with the water, it was hard to get inside. Her small size was only making the torture worse.
"You're perfect. A goddess came to life," I groaned as I finally thrust all the way in, her cunt choking me.
"Fuck." I was becoming mindless, overcome with how much I wanted her. I grabbed onto her hips, lifting her up slightly until I looked into her eyes.
Reality brought me back and I stopped, scared that I'd hurt her if I went too hard.
"Don't stop," she asked, much to my delight. She pressed her lips against mine as I lost myself in her. I began to fuck her viciously as our lips moved against each other.
Her muscles were trembling and her body quivered as another orgasm approached.
"So good, baby," I whispered roughly as she milked my cock. Her hands gripped my neck, pulling me close as I continued to slide my cock in and out of her soft, lush body. Her eyes were dazed as I pounded into her, wanting the moment to last forever.
But of course it felt so good there was no way for me to last forever, and a minute later I was cumming, the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced.
Our heavy breaths filled the room as we continued to kiss lazily afterwards. My hands sliding all over her body, wanting to touch every part of her.
She moved her face away an inch, and I tried not to chase her, because I needed her body against mine. Forever.
Rune stared at me strangely, confused…and something else stirred behind her gaze.
Oh shit,was she regretting it already?
"Ares, I remember you…" she whispered.
Fuck.
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Rune
It came back like a wave crashing over me, image by image of Ares. Seeing him on the sidewalk in Amarok, the dreams he’d given me, him kidnapping me…the moment he’d sunk his teeth into my neck and I thought I was about to die. When he realized I was his blood match…He’d given me my necklace…but I couldn’t remember why. I couldn’t remember why he’d been hunting me in the first place.
The memories felt so disjointed, and I could tell there were still large gaps, like I’d just gotten bits and pieces back, and I was still missing important parts.
“What all do you remember?” he asked, trepidation threaded through his voice.
I walked through the memories and he listened tensely.
Ares was still hard inside of me, and somehow it felt natural, like he was always meant to be there.
