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Chapter Five
“Oh, God,” I murmured as he licked up the curve of my neck. His need for me matched my need for him, and I clung to him like my life depended on it. His lips found mine, and I let myself get lost in that moment. There was nothing gentle about it. It was fierce. Uncontrolled. Greedy. I kissed him back, our tongues intertwined as he crushed me to him.
“I will never let you fucking go again, Nova.” He pushed me against a tree. The jagged edge of a decomposing branch scratched along my back, but I didn’t care. The whole forest could be on fire right now, and I wouldn’t take my eyes off Cian. He lifted me up, my legs wrapping around him instinctively, his lips back on mine. I bit down on his bottom lip, my fingers weaving through his hair, and he groaned.
I wanted more. Needed more. His mouth moved down, and I threw my head back as his lips brushed against my skin. Although we were outside, it felt like there was no air to breathe. My mind was a jumbled mess of wanting to forget about the scary monsters, and the need to be consumed by this man.
He yanked his shirt off and tossed it to the side, my nails digging into his back. His skin was warm underneath my hands, burning for me. I ground my hips against him, his cock pressing into me. It wasn’t enough, I needed to feel him. My back pressed into the tree, and I reached down to his belt and tugged, impatience running through my veins. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them over my head, holding me in place with one of his hands.
“Such a greedy little thing, aren’t you, Nova,” he purred against my mouth. I gasped, nodding. “Did you think I had forgotten about your punishment?” His voice was low as he tugged on his belt with his free hand, it flying out of the loops of his jeans.
Oh, fuck. Was he going to spank me with his belt? The thought made my legs tremble in the most pleasurable way. “Oh, no. I was looking forward to it, actually.”
He tossed it to the side, disappointment flooding through me.Damn.
“There’s my dirty girl.” His mouth crashed into mine, his tongue velvety soft as he teased it in and out of my mouth.
“Please, Cian,” I begged, not caring how desperate my voice sounded.
“Please what?” His eyes were dark as he kept my wrists pinned over my head. His other hand trailed down between my breasts, under my shirt, until he found my nipple. “You want me to fuck you, Nova? Should I fill you up until you’re coming all over my cock?”
I gasped as he rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. My body was on fire, pure need pulsing through me.
“You think you deserve it after your little lies?” he rasped, pushing his cock against me.
“I’m sorry,” I choked out as he tugged on my nipple. His hand moved to my other breast as he continued his torturous teasing. Did he want me to beg? Because I would. I would willingly sell my soul right at that moment.
“Don’t move your hands, understand?” He gave me a pointed look, and I nodded quickly. Never had I ever let a man boss me around so much. But you know what? I didn’t mind. Not one bit. Him taking charge, wanting to control me, was a kink I hadn’t known I had.
My legs slid down from around his waist and he unbuttoned my shorts, yanking them and my panties down. He lifted my left calf, then my right, so he could take my panties off, throwing my clothing into the pile with his belt and shirt.
His hands gripped my thighs, digging into my flesh. “Such a pretty pussy, Nova.” His breath was warm against my skin, and I threw my head back. “And it’s all mine.” There was an edge to his voice, and his possessiveness was beginning to make me unravel.
My breath came out in tiny pants as he licked between my folds, his tongue soft as he teased me. Up and down, coating his tongue with my wetness. He had that effect on me. One little kiss, one little hint at pleasure from him, and I was absolutely soaked.
His tongue circled my clit as he pumped a finger in and out of me. I should have been embarrassed at the noises I was making, but I wasn’t. I was completely unashamed as I moaned out, begging for more.
He lifted my leg and placed it over his shoulder, his mouth warm as he latched on to my clit.
“Please,” I begged, bucking my hips against his face.
He slid another finger inside of me, pumping in and out. “I want your scent all over me, Nova. Let me taste what’s all mine.”
I started to unravel, my legs quivering as I spasmed around his fingers. “Yes, yes,” I gasped as a tingling sensation built all the way from the top of my head, down to my toes. “Oh, God, Cian,” I cried out, moving my hips faster. His mouth was relentless, and only when I begged him to stop did he let me go.
I tried to catch my breath, my chest heaving from the powerful orgasm that had raced through my entire body. It was so unlike anything I had ever experienced except with him. It was as if our bodies were made for each other. He stood and unzipped his pants, letting them ride low on his hips. I instinctively reached down and he shook his head, stopping me.
“No. Your punishment is not being able to touch me. Understood?” His eyes burned into mine. You would have thought that would be a laughable punishment, but it wasn’t. It was torture. The only thing I wanted more than to have him fuck me was to be able to touch him. All over. But I didn’t want to risk what would happen if I did. He was right. I was greedy, and I fucking needed him.
I nodded and his lips devoured mine. I could taste myself on him, and it just made me want him more.
He flipped me around so that I was facing the tree and pushed his leg between mine. My thighs trembled as he rubbed his cock between my pussy lips. Slow, teasing, taking his time as he coated his cock with my juices. His breath was warm against my shoulder as he trailed kisses up the curve of my neck to my ear. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Nova,” he rasped out as he slid just the tip of his cock inside of me, then out. He continued this rhythmic torture until I thought I would explode.
“Please. I need you,” I whimpered. It was the only encouragement he needed as he slid all the way in, filling me up until I gasped. He drove his hips into me, slow and steady, over and over. I realized he was going slow on purpose, trying to be gentle, and my heart fluttered.
Now was not the time for slow and gentle though. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder. “Fuck me, Cian. Show me I’m yours,” I panted.
His eyes turned fierce as he dug his fingers into my hips, a slight flush on his cheeks. “All fucking mine,” he breathed and slammed into me.
