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I smiled and shook my head.
“I could say the same for you. I saw you lift like a hundred boulders today!”
“That was nothing.”
I laughed as an image of him in the Sea Sands, doing his boulder squats, flashed in my mind.
“Well, I suppose you have had lots of practice. I’ll give you that.”
“I hope you’ll give me even more than that,” he said, heat threading through his words as he carried me into his cave. I was shocked at how, even after the intensity of the day, I responded so fiercely to him. He laid me down on the bed, and I looped my arms around his neck, pulling him with me.
My clothes were stripped off in a fury of flashing claws, as if Errok didn’t want me expending a single bit of strength doing it myself. I let him do it, lying there, blood pounding through me. He was right, I had worked hard today. And my body was heavy with exhaustion. But I felt nowhere near ready for sleep. My mind buzzed. My heart raced. My clit throbbed as Errok snatched off his loincloth, revealing the aching hardness there.
He ran his bandaged hands over my abdomen, gripping my breasts and making me arch. The texture of the bandages scraped over my nipples. I moaned, grinding against that sensation. The damp bandages and his warmth and-
Hold on. Damp?
“Oh, Errok! Your hands!” I gasped, grasping his wrists and squinting in the darkness. There was no fire burning in here, and the stars and asteroids were largely blocked out by the storm outside. But even so, I could see the way the gauze had been soaked through with his blood.
“It’s fine,” he gritted out. “I already told you your cunt has healed me of all afflictions. It will heal this, too.”
“Pretty sure it does not work like that,” I laughed. My laughter dissolved into a long, broken groan as Errok dove between my legs. He parted my folds with his tongues, his bleeding hands pressing possessively into my thighs. No matter what I thought about the potential healing power of human pussy, Errok clearly put complete faith in the concept. He lapped at my surging wetness like it was medicine he desperately needed. A cure he’d searched for far too long.
And I gave it to him. Gave him my desire, my spread legs.
My heart.
“I love you,” I choked out as he licked an explosive orgasm from my depths.
I said it again when he pushed inside me. His slick fingers looped with mine, pressing my hands into the bed above my head as his cock stroked into my clenching core. His movements quickly became hungrier, more chaotic, as if the day’s exertions had left him too weak to hold himself back from me. He fucked me into the hides, his motions both claiming and pleading. Owning and begging. His brutality was reverent. His worship, furious.
“I love you,” I said again and again. “And I’m so proud of you.”
It was that last phrase that did it. That’s what sent him spiralling into uproarious pleasure. He arched, throwing his head back, and bellowed as he spent himself inside me.
I clamped down on him, my teeth grinding, unable to make a sound.
But I didn’t need to reply.
The storm did.
Lightning flashed above us, crashing through the cave’s see-through roof. It cast Errok’s taut form into a brilliant silhouette of light and dark. Hide gleaming and shadows swirling.
Just as he gave his last thrust inside me and leaned in to capture my mouth in a savage kiss, the thunder boomed all around us.
Our only witness and our anthem.
It was the sound of us colliding. Cracking through the air.
Crashing down all around us.
Binding us.
