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It’s no use. I’m determined. More than that, this is making me ravenous. I’m right behind her now, just as thunder shatters the atmosphere once more. She yelps and stumbles, and I watch her dive forward, almost in slow motion. I’m not sure how I got here, but I’m suddenly next to her, throwing myself as far forward as I can to catch her and break her fall.
She screams as she lands on top of me, but we roll on the ground, caking ourselves in mud and broken leaves, as I hold her to me. Beneath me, she’s caged in, breathing frantically.
The predator caught the prey. And my, my, what delicious prey.
Before she can even think of running, I grab her arms, stretching them above her head, and grip her wrists in one hand, pinning her down. Her gaze fixes on me, her chest pushing against me with every ragged breath, but when her lips part, I’m done. Mine crash against hers, kissing like the world is about to end with this raging storm and this is the last chance I’ll ever get to taste her. She moans into my mouth, her body softening beneath me, her hips pushing up into me, before she wraps one leg around my waist and holds me against her. Her tongue in my mouth is frantic, licking every bit of me she can reach, and I realize how much I’m loving her game. I’d play it every day for the rest of my life if the chase would end with a moment like this one, nestled between her legs, with her sweet tongue in my mouth, desperate to have me.
We’re sinking into the wet ground, the storm turning from bad to worse, but I can’t possibly stop. I won’t. Only for a moment do I break the kiss to admire her. Wet, muddy, red cheeks—she’s a goddamn vision. She’s a deity dropped on this ruthless earth just for me to taste, to worship, to own. She’s fucking mine. There’s no other option. No way out.
Not for her, and definitely not for me.
“Are you hurt?” It dawns on me that we rolled a few times.
She shakes her head as she bites her lip, and my eyes almost roll in the back of my head as she grinds her hips against my hard on.
“Goddamn witch, you’ll be the death of me.”
My lips find hers again, this kiss turning into a violent affair, the waves of rain our melody, and the trees thrashing in the wind our song.
I’m leaning on my forearm next to her head, running my other hand all over her body, no regard to the mud as I reach underneath her top, straight for those pretty tits of hers. She feels so fucking good in my hand, her hard nipples screaming for attention, and I couldn’t possibly deny them. I squeeze lightly, enough that she whimpers into my mouth, pushing her hips into me with another needy grind, begging for more.
So, I do, I give her more, pressing my dick against the warmth of her center, cursing every single layer of clothes covering us right now. But I keep going, dry humping her into the mud, kneading her tits, and biting her lips and tongue until we’re a fucking mess of greed and lust.
I can’t wait anymore. I probably should. I should stop. Take her to the house and sink into the heat of her properly, in a soft bed, beneath clean linens like she fucking deserves.
“I’m sorry….” I plead against her lips as I rise on my knees. Dragging my palms down her inner thighs, I grip the thin fabric of her leggings, pausing for a moment. Waiting for a reaction, a plea to stop. But her pretty face is caught somewhere between shock and desire, lips forming a perfect O as she stares between her legs. I pull sharply, splitting her leggings at the seams so I can get exactly what I ache for.
Jesus Christ, she’s not wearing panties.
It’s a fucking sign, and by God, what a pretty sign it is.
I fumble with my jeans, almost ripping them open, desperate to sink into that beautiful cunt of hers, and by the time my cock is aligned with her slit, I’m caging her in once more, and she wraps her arms around me.
Enticing whimpers fill my ears as I push in between her sleek lips, my thick cock strangled by the tightening pulses. It’s a cruel form of torture, because I’m not sure how I’m supposed to last beyond three pumps when she feels so flawless wrapped around me. I have to. I have to stretch this insane sensation for as long as I can, just as I’m stretching her right now, pressing farther until I meet the end of her. We’re both panting. Her eyes sparkle, looking at me like I splattered the sky with stars myself. I hold that gaze as I slide back, then immediately pound into her, watching those steel irises explode as her whimpers turn into sharp, echoing moans.
So, I do it again, slowly sliding out, before slamming back in, just to savor that explosion in her eyes again, the pleasure rippling through her features, her brows pulling together, her cheeks flushed as she bites her bottom lip.
We’re soaking wet. The rain is so heavy, we might as well be fucking underwater. But I couldn’t care less. This is exhilarating! I just cage her in, shielding her as much as I can from the onslaught of the downpour. Then I dive in, pressing my lips to hers as I fall into a delirious rhythm, fucking her frantically until I swear we’ve made a little nest within the soaked soil.
She mewls into my mouth, forcing me to swallow my own name as it spills off her lips, and it makes me buck my hips harder into her, grinding after each thrust so I can rub against her clit, reveling in how her pussy clenches when I do.
“You’re perfect, little witch, and you’re mine. You’re fucking mine!” I all but roar.
She moans louder, the sweetest of smiles painted in lust, the perfect answer to my confession.
I pick up the pace until I can’t tell if she’s crying or moaning, and just when I think I can’t possibly hold back anymore, her soaked cunt clutches my shaft, rippling as she screams. My name falling in waves of euphoria off her lips does something to me. Maybe even more than the tremble of her whole body with the violent orgasm that triggers mine in a split fucking second. I roar as I come inside of her so fucking hard, she spasms with each burst that fills her.
My brain is in pieces; I’m not quite sure what the hell just happened. All I know is that it’s never been like this for me. I’ve never screamed my release. Or felt this animalistic need to take… I’m not even sure I’ve sated it yet.
“Ronan…”
“Yes, baby.”
“I… wow…”
I smile, dropping small kisses all over her face.
“I know,” I tell her.
