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Now the fruit of his labor, the rose of her pleasure, gleamed before him, distended outside its protective hood, vulnerable to his touch. He brought his hands up to frame it, aware that his roughened skin would chafe at the little bundle until his fingers were soaked and softened by her pussy cream.
Magnus licked his forefinger before tracing it down to the well of her cunt and sliding it in, a precursor to his cock. She canted up her hips at his intrusion and whimpered, opening herself to his touch.
“You’re doing so well, sweet girl. So fucking responsive.” A quiet keen answered him and he continued. “Do you want more? Do you want me to lick your clit now?”
He knew full well that she’d passed the ability to answer him, but he wanted to hear her words. He craved her willing acceptance of all the filthy things he wanted to do and say to her, so he indulged himself with taking a bit of the soft, silky skin on her ass and pinching hard enough to leave a pink mark.
She squealed and lifted away from the pain instinctively, but not enough to shake off his aching touch.
“Magnus!”
His name was a blessing on her lips and he wanted to hear it over and over. He repeated the question. “Answer me, Greer. Tell me what you want. Do you want me to lick your clit?”
“Yes,” she exhaled her answer. “Yes, please.”
“Yes, what, sparkle-girl? Say the words.”
“I…” She looked down her body and he fucking love the view. Over her soft belly, through the valley of her tits, widened as the heavy flesh spread outward, and up into her sea jewel eyes, dark with arousal. Her skin was already flushed, so she couldn’t blush any harder when she finally got the words out. “I want you to lick my clit, Magnus… Odin. Please.”
A fierce rush of victory had him snarling his approval.
“Good fucking girl, Greer. I’ll give you what you need until you scream my fucking name to Valhalla.”
CHAPTER10
Greer had never had such trouble holding onto rational thought as another lick of flame swept through her nerves. He wrapped his lips around her clit and flicked his tongue against the overextended bit of flesh, and she jumped with a thin scream. It would only take a few more seconds before she finally let go of her grasp on reality.
The gentle scrape of his thumb inside her, brushing against her swollen, hidden flesh, had her inner muscles flexing, trying to draw him further in. She needed more. She needed him. Learned fear made her want to shove her pussy up against his face, demanding more, demanding satisfaction, but something stopped her.
He’d told her he would give her what she needed.
She had to trust him to get her there. With deliberate effort, she relaxed into his touch. His big hands cradled her ass, pulling the lips of her pussy away from where his mouth and finger worked together to fulfill his promise. All she had to do was accept. Accept and obey. Submit.
She hadn’t spent years learning how to get people to follow her plans to be a mindless doll, but that’s not what Magnus asked from her. He only asked for her trust.
So Greer stepped over whatever barriers were left in her mind and heart and gave it to him.
As if he read her acceptance in the throbbing pulse of her clit, he thrust his thumb deep, pushing against the top wall of her pussy as he suckled hard at the same time.
Abruptly, was thrown into a suffocating abyss, but rather than fearing the lack of life giving oxygen, she gave into its embrace.
Magnus was there to bring her back.
She didn’t know how long her climax lasted, but when she finally blinked her way back to awareness, he was on his knees between her thighs, leaning over her with the softest smile a giant, bearded, Viking could give.
“You fucking sparkle when you come, Greer.”
“Like Tinkerbell?” A grin pulled at the corners of her mouth at the image it created, but he shook his head.
“Like a goddess.”
Magnus draped her thighs over his and she decided that being his fuckdoll was just fine as long as he gave her more orgasms. He notched the head of his cock to her hot, swollen, soaked pussy and she wiggled closer to help. She’d just come, but now she was left with an empty feeling, her body clenching with aftershocks, but there was nothing inside her to hold onto.
A sharp sting on her clit shocked her out of her helpless spiral.
“Uh-uh, greedy girl. Trust me to put you where you need to be.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
