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And we erupted into motion.
Poet surged into me. I catapulted above him. Our mouths unleashed, my cries and his shouts coalescing.
We watched each other succumb to the hysteria. Nothing left to hide. Nothing to hold back. His pupils mushroomed, the irises vanishing behind a pair of black wells.
Momentarily, my gaze strayed to his erection glazed in my arousal. The flesh glistened as it soared up my walls. He filled me from the roof of his cock to the hilt, so wonderous, so good.
My attention leaped back to Poet’s face, which tensed with the impending climax. I felt every wet inch of his cock jutting between my pussy, his entire length spasming for release. The sight of him threw flames across my skin, infusing me to my bones.
I gripped the branch and hurled myself at him. My hips slammed onto his, wanting this pleasure, wanting it all.
Poet’s eyebrows crimped in pain. His fingers spanned my backside, lifting me up and down on his cock. And I thought,Come for me.
He arched into the trunk, digits burrowing into me as if hanging on for dear life. My lips split in ecstasy, his erection so hard, so broad as it speared into me. I moaned, bowed my head toward Poet, and flung my core at him. I met every one of his thrusts, pitching us together at a breakneck pace.
Hot tingles whirled through my folds and crackled at the tip of my clitoris. I hastened after it and took the jester with me.
“Poet,” I wept.
“Briar,” he grated.
And everything exploded. Our hips crashed, locked, and held. We seized up, then burst into a great convulsion of heat.
My pussy fluttered around Poet’s lunging cock, the combustion washing through me. The climax rushed in like an avalanche, drowning out all thought, all other sensations. I cried out so loud, so hard, so long. He roared to the treetops, his backside lurching with each jolt.
While grinding onto Poet, I soaked him and heard his own final rasp of completion. He stroked his cock into me slower, shallower until the eddies subsided. I let go of the branch and collapsed into him, oxygen depleted and heart wedged in my throat.
Something else filled the crevices inside me. Something elated.
My hair spilled across his chest. Air blasted through us as we slumped against the tree.
I tilted my head and met his heady gaze. Drowsy, I glimpsed the bruise swimming across his jaw from battling the knights and that black tear sliding from his lower eyelid. I curled into Poet and brushed my mouth over the wound. Then I used my thumb to smudge the dark paint, wiping away the tear as if it were nothing more than a stain.
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Poet
My sweeting, this is where I’ve led us. In this secluded bower, I’ve been drifting and remembering this tale with you as my company.
I don’t know how this story continues, but ’tis time we find out.
Also, there is one thing I haven’t yet confessed …
*
The princess and I dozed in the grass. I rested beneath Briar, with her legs nestling my hips. As the eventide light threw shadows over us, I drowsed in and out of her scent, in and out of our story.
Seasons help me. It had never been like that with anyone.
Briar had wiped my past clean. Only she existed now.
After the tree, we spent an indulgent amount of time staring and touching. Then I fucked her for a third time.
If we didn’t come up for air soon, neither of us would be able to function for days. Nevertheless, I welcomed the mutiny. I thirsted for more nights like this, easy and eternal.
For anyone else, belonging to Autumn should guarantee it. Living in the same court should close the divide.
If only it were that simple.
