Page 82 of Curses and Cures


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Another laugh bursts free, as mud sticks to our clothes, our skin, in our hair, but none of that matters as he slides his hand up my thigh and reaches between my legs, stroking me over the drenched material of my knickers.

“I’m going to make you come so hard, our plants will grow with your pleasure running through their stems. They’ll be so fucking beautiful, Cyn. They’ll be a reminder of how we made love in the dirt with a storm raging around us. They’ll be a reminder of how we chose tolive,” he says against my mouth, then lowers his head between my legs, shoves the material of my knickers to one side and parts my folds with his tongue.

“Arden!” I gasp, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

His fingers find my hips as he grabs me there, a rumble of pleasure rising up his throat as he licks and sucks, circling my clit with the tip of his tongue, lapping at my wet centre before sliding two fingers inside of me. I buck up against his face, barely feeling the pulse of pain from my fingers as I grip his head with both hands. Broken fingers or not, I’m not letting him go. I won’t.

Water beats down on my bare skin, exposed to the elements, but I don’t feel the cold, I only feel this surge of heat building within me, gaining intensity with every stroke of his tongue and every slide of his fingers.

I gasp and moan, unable to control the noises I make or the rhythm of my body as I move against his face. At one point I fear I’m suffocating him, so I push up onto my elbows to find him staring at me, a feral look in his eyes as he eats me out. I watch him, my clit pulsating with an oncoming orgasm as he grinds his dick into the sodden ground beneath him, needing relief himself.

Above us, lightning flashes just as he crooks his fingers inside of me and sucks my beaded clit into his mouth. I come. I come so hard I have no strength to hold myself upright, so I fall back onto the wet earth convulsing with pleasure.

My fingers fall to the earth as my chest heaves, rain falling in sheets as I blink up at the sky, the clouds as tumultuous as the emotions billowing inside of me now.

Thisis what it means to live.

This intensity. This letting go of pain. This connection.

This.

Arden climbs up my body, his powerful arms locking tight as he straddles me.

“If we don’t go inside right now, I’m going to fuck you here in the dirt,” he says, pushing upwards as he stares down at me, his chest heaving, kiss-bruised lips parting on a heaving breath.

“Do it,” I demand as lightning flashes in the sky above him, lighting him in a brilliant white halo. “Fuck me here in the dirt. Do it.”

Arden’s eyes alight with lust as he tips his head back and roars, ripping at his muddy shirt, more buttons flying off into the air as he bares his chest. Panting, he looks down at me with a fierce kind of love in his eyes as he reaches for his zipper. The material is so wet, it’s clinging to his skin, and I watch with amusement painted on my face as he tries to wrangle the wet clothing past his hips, loving how a man so cool and controlled, is so uncontrolled in the moment.

“Can I help you?” I ask, a laugh caught in my throat.

“I’ve got it,” he replies, brows pressed together in concentration, hands ripping at his trousers and boxers in his haste to free himself until I’m faced with his beautiful dick. It stands proud, its bulbous head an angry red as he grips it at the base. My clit flutters at the precum beading on the tip, a rush of heat flooding my sex at the virility I see before me. God, he’s big.

“See what you do to me?” he asks, his voice low, strained. “No one has ever turned me on as much as you. Look at you.”

“I’m covered in mud,” I say, biting my lip.

“You’ll be covered in more than mud soon when I come all over your pretty tits,” he replies with a smirk as he lowers himself over me, somehow kicking off his shoes and pushing his trousers and boxers past his knees, getting rid of them too.

“Arden Dálaigh, you have a dirty mind,” I mutter, biting my lip, a smile playing around my mouth as his dick presses against my opening.

“Do that again.Smile,” he commands, the rumble in his voice a tender beat in my love-swollen heart.

I can’t contain it. Happiness pours out of me, lighting me up from the inside out as I smile.

“Damn,” he mutters, pressing his lips to mine in a brutal kiss as his fingers cup my head.

Beneath him, I widen my legs, giving him room to settle between them. I don’t feel the cold, all I feel is fire running in my veins.

All I feel isalive.

“Look at you,” Arden grinds out against my mouth, water cascading from above, running over his skin, dripping onto mine, raindrops melding, hearts pounding in unison. “So fucking beautiful.”

“Please, Arden,” I beg, needing him inside of me.

“Please what?” he jokes.

A growl rips from my throat this time as I reach between us and grasp his dick, angling him towards my body. It’s warm and heavy in my palm, throbbing and pulsing as I stroke him up and down, up and down.

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