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There is a sign on the front porch of the gorgeous house that says “Biser Kosmaja”. Marko says it means “The pearl of Kosmaj”, which makes it even better. A gorgeous white villa, with huge wood-framed windows and heavy doors, that is set in the middle of a forest, just like a pearl is set in the middle of a seashell. How poetic!
Jensen takes our stuff out of the van and pulls me along with him. I guess he keeps doing this to keep the attention off of me and Noah, and I am thankful for his efforts.
We enter a huge living room and I feel like my breath is punched out of my chest. Everything is made out of wood and gray stone. It gives off such a cozy vibe, even though it’s still relatively warm outside. I bet winters here feel like those out of a fairytale. Big, white sofa sits across the fireplace decorated with deer antlers. Throw blankets hang from every chair, in various colors, and it makes me wish I had superpowers so I could fly myself back here anytime I want in just a few seconds.
My mother walks in right behind us, holding Marko’s hand, and the temperature, along with the mood, immediately drops.
“Isn’t it wonderful?” he asks.
“I mean, there is a lot ofwoodin here,” she responds, sounding completely disappointed.
Jensen looks at me with his eyes saucer-wide. Noah staggers behind my mother, hiding his chuckle, his hands busy with dragging my mother’s luggage, his dirty mind catching on the word. This is literally the most beautiful house I’ve ever been inside of, and I’m pretty sure it goes for my mother too. The thing about Christine is that she needs to rain on other people’s parades.
“We love it, dad. It truly is amazing,” he says, rolling his eyes at Christine.
“There are two rooms in the attic. One is for you boys, and the other one is for Ronan. You’ll be sharing a bathroom, which is between them, accessible by both rooms.” Marko explains, “Christine and I will take the basement room.”
“Why are we in the basement again?” Christine asks in disgust.
“Because we love our kids,” he says, taking the luggage from Noah, as he pulls her down the stairs. “Late dinner at nine. I am grilling some meat.”
They dip into the lower level, and the three of us collectively run up the stairs, racing. Jensen enters the bigger room first, but walks straight through the bathroom, winking at us before closing the doors to the other room.
Noah pulls me into a hug, and murmurs something into my hair, but I am too happy to finally be alone with him that I don’t understand a word he said.
I don’t even have the time to look around the room, as he grabs my face and kisses me gently. His right hand roams up my waist, scrunching the material of my dress around it, whilst his left one is detangling a bow, holding my cleavage together. My boobs topple over the upper hem of my dress, and he ducks to catch one of my nipples into his mouth. The tiniest of breaths leaves my mouth, but I am still afraid someone might hear it, so I clasp a hand over my hungry lips just in case. His tongue slowly slides from my silver barbell up to my collarbone and neck. He hums and purrs as he pulls my lace panties down.
“I love you in green,” Noah rasps, “but I love you more out of it.”
I quickly take my dress off, so I’m left standing in nothing but a curtain of copper curls. He takes my hand and leads me to one of the two twin beds in this room. Even though my thighs are double the size of his, he lifts me onto it easily.
“Let me have my dessert before dinner, please.”
“How would you feel about making a creampie instead?” I smile softly at him, winking, and it takes a moment, but the words seem to register in his brain.
As if my sentence set off a bomb in him, he rips his belt open, unzips his pants, and slides home into my hot wetness in one long, vicious thrust. The stretch hurts so good it makes me see stars. As soon as my mouth opens, he blocks my sounds from coming out with a searing kiss.
“I would love that, Ljubavi.” he grits through his teeth, speeding up his movement, rubbing along my walls, causing my legs to twitch and shake.
I scratch at his clothed back, trying so desperately to pull him closer to me, more into me, even though our bodies are literally already glued together. He rolls his hips just right to hit all of my favorite spots. His piercings are slippery and freezing cold against me. He went through so much pain, getting five of them and healing them correctly, just so he could give more pleasure. There’s something about it, something so erotic and wild. It makes my head spin.
Noah lifts my leg up on his shoulder, and my eyes roll to the back of my head, due to the new angle and depth he is reaching.
“I’ve been wanting you so much, Ronan. I can’t get enough,” he whispers. “I want you all the time, I want you so full of me and so raw from me that you wince every time you move.”
I nod my head frantically, not even sure why I’m nodding, or what I’m agreeing to. My legs start shaking, my orgasm nesting in my lower belly, when a loud bang on the door snaps me out of it.
“Noah, Jensen, dinner is starting.” Christine bellows from the hallway.
He lifts his palm from my lips, placing it over his in a “shhh” motion. His hips keep pumping, but the speed is wild and cruel. I am at my wits end, trying my best not to scream out. The bed is shaking, but thankfully, not squeaking as Noah snatches a pillow from under me and stuffs it quickly between the wall and the bed frame.
His thumb finds my clit, and he rubs tiny circles around it.
Once, twice, third time, sold.
My body constricts around him. Warm gushes of pleasure soaking my thighs. I’m biting hard into my own palm, spasming, my back arching off the bed.
