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His fingers were still moving, though—still playing with me, and working me.

“You shut your eyes,” he growled at me, biting my shoulder lightly in punishment. “Open them again, and watch me get you off.”

A groan escaped me, but I obeyed.

My eyes were on the mirror, my fingers still digging into his arms as he worked my core slowly, giving me time to recover.

“I want your hands around the back of my neck,” he said, spreading my legs wider since they’d closed a bit when I lost control.

“Like this?” I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, and felt a thick strip of stone grow around my wrists, holding them in place. I didn’t mind the restraint, because I trusted him so completely.

“Just like that. Bare, just for me.” His voice was low and nearly feral.

And holy hell, it turned me on.

His hand was so wet it gleamed as he moved it between my thighs, still working me slowly. As he picked up the pace, my breathing grew faster, the whole situation even more erotic with my hands trapped like that.

“You want to watch me break?” I asked Odin, as I neared the edge.

“Like you can’t believe.” He picked up the pace, his fingers working me brutally, shoving me off the cliff and into the pleasure that waited.

My voice died in my throat as I spiraled, and spiraled, and spiraled, forcing my eyes to remain open even though I really wasn’t seeing anything. Odin’s snarl and pleasure accompanied mine—with our feelings connected, I didn’t think it was possible for one of us to finish without the other doing the same.

We were both panting as we came down from the high a minute later, holding each other tightly.

“How was that?” I asked him, chest still heaving.

“Fucking incredible.” He was still playing with my clit, holding me open to the mirror. “I can’t wait to watch you take me.”

Need curled in my abdomen.

How we were still horny was beyond me, but our feelings were connected, so I was absolutely certain that we both wanted it.

“Are you going to release my hands?” I asked him, though the stone was silky smooth against my wrists and loose enough that I didn’t mind its hold on me.

“No. I love you like this.” He nipped at my throat, and then sucked hard enough and long enough to make me moan at him. If we could heal slowly enough to have hickeys, my neck would be absolutely covered in them.

“That’s good, I guess,” I breathed, as his mouth continued making love to my throat.

“Youguess?” He nipped at the sensitive skin he’d just sucked, and I inhaled quickly.

“Yes. No. I don’t know. You have me all tangled in knots.”

“Good.” He tilted my hips, and I breathed in sharply as the soaked head of him pressed to my opening. “Ready, Velvet?”

“Mmhm,” I managed, though speaking was hard with him pressing into me like that while he stroked my clit. Especially because I could see him—I could see the place we were about to connect, the way he was about to stretch me and fill me and sink inside me. His cock was so damn gorgeous.

“You sure?” He stroked my drenched folds playfully, abandoning my clit for a moment. “I’m not certain you’re wet enough.”

“I will end you,” I growled at him, though we both knew the threat was an empty one.

“Can’t have that, can we?” He used his grip on my thigh to pull me down, slowly, just an inch.

I groaned at the feel of him, at the way he made my aching body feel whole. “Damn you, Odin.”

“You want the rest of me? Ask for it.Demandit.” He nipped at my throat, his voice low and no longer playful. His fingers were holding my folds open, making sure he could see every inch of our bodies as we connected.

“Give me your cock, now,” I snarled at him, knowing that was exactly what he wanted.

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