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She just about fainted at the warning. Or was it a threat? She didn’t really know. Right now, all she could do was feel, luxuriating in the sensations that washed over her as Rathe continued his exploration. They had already made love countless times, but the way Rathe fondled her body with such leisure, it was as if he was seeing, touching, feeling her body for the first time. And because of it, she never failed to feel special and cherished, never failed to fall deeper and deeper in love with him.
When he ran his hands over her legs, Mary knew it was her cue. Obeying the silent command, she allowed her legs to part. Wider and wider, to the point that ill-used muscles started to ache.
“I love your pussy.” A jolt of electricity ran through her body at Rathe’s words, and she whimpered, her need for him nearing the point of distress.
She didn’t care if it was weird or not, but she loved it when Rathe talked dirty. He was often so proper, so aloof, that when he talked to her like this, it made her feel special, like Rathe was only lowering her guard with her.
Her thighs began to ache at being pried apart so widely, and when she lifted herself up on her elbows, Mary found Rathe gazing concentratedly on the triangle between her legs.
“Rathe—-” The rest of what she had to say was forgotten, with Rathe lowering his head and licking her folds in exquisite leisure. So, so slowly that by the time he was done she was a total, hot mess.
He glanced up, blue eyes blazing. “Did you like that?”
She glared at him, but she ended up squeezing her eyes shut and gasping when Rathe bent down for another lick, this time lingering on the dewy bud where all her pleasure was centered. She moaned and moaned when Rathe started playing with her clit with his tongue, and she screamed when he started to suck.
“Oh God...Rathe!” She knew there were better – more eloquent – things to say than cry out his name over and over, but all of it was beyond her. All she knew was that she was being devoured...and she wanted more.
Gripping his hair tightly, Mary lifted her hips to meet his devouring mouth, her whole body shaking, her breasts feeling swollen and aching. As he sucked harder on her clit, Mary’s head fell back, and when the tremors started, she tried – she tried her best to quell it. She didn’t want to come until—-
“Let go,” Rathe rasped against her sensitive skin, the hot air of his breath making the tremors more difficult to suppress.
She shook her head. “B-but—-”
His hands tightened around her thighs. “Let go. I want to fuck you while you’re coming.”
He didn’t have to say anything after that, didn’t have to wait at all since the moment he said ‘fuck’, she was a goner, her world exploding into shards of pleasure.
She clung to him as she came against his mouth, her climax so strong she ended up biting his shoulder, sinking her teeth in an effort to silence herself.
The unexpected response startled Rathe, snapping his control, and with a groan, he rose up, pressed her legs down to the ground before sliding his powerfully throbbing length into her.
She gasped at the sudden penetration, her eyes flying wide open. Over her, Rathe was already withdrawing and then pushing his cock back in again, the penetration deeper the second time.
It made her world spin, her body still coming while Rathe was possessing her. “Rathe...” She sobbed his name out as he began a pagan dance as old as time, his every thrust making her world spin faster and faster. Everything in her mind melted away, leaving only one thought and it was all about the pleasure Rathe’s cock was giving her.
Her head fell back against his jacket, her eyes staring dazedly up at the evergreen canopy above them. At that moment, everything felt so beautifully simple. At that moment, with Rathe’s hard body over her, his cock pounding into her again and again, sending bolt after bolt of pleasure through her body... Mary knew.
Being with Rathe...
Being with the man she would love for all eternity, it was what life was all about.
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When she woke, shewas fully dressed and snuggled against Rathe, her body curled between his strong legs. Rubbing her eyes, she saw that night had fallen, light only coming from the crescent moon peeking from behind the clouds.
“Good evening, milady.”
She turned up in time to receive his kiss. It was just a simple brush of their lips, but the poignancy of it had her sighing dreamily.
The sound made Rathe’s lips curve.
Catching a glimpse of it, her lips curved, too. “Is it obvious, h-how in love I am with you?”
He cocked his head to the side, as if thinking about it. “A mite.” Rathe deliberately made his accent crisper and more pronounced, a very noble and duke-like expression on his face.
The combination had Mary blinking, a dazed look falling over her face, and a grin tugged at his lips.
The grin had Mary recovering. “You...you...bloody sod!” Pushing herself up with her hands against his chest, she accused, “You p-planned that, didn’t you?”
