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Will Scarlet, getting fucked or not, was not a man who would whimper or slink in acceptance. Even if his body submitted to me, his pride and mind would never let him acquiesce or bow down to another person.
When he didn’t answer, I thrust harder. The slapping of my hips against his flesh grew loud and sloppy. His ass was red-raw from the incessant bucking of my hips, but he didn’t complain or fight me. He took everything I had, even as his knees bent and his legs started to buckle.
I flexed, groaning, and the pressure became too much to handle. “Got it, little badger?!” I bellowed.
Still no response.
I watched over his shoulder as his cock hopped and spurted ropes of thick cum onto the tree in front of him.
The sight of him climaxing, and the building sensation inside my body, made me lose myself until I finally gave in to the pressure with a gasp.
Hands clenching his hips until they left fingerprints behind, I stuffed my cum as deep inside him as he could take it. When I pulled out, my cum trickled down the crease of his heavy balls and dripped onto the forest floor.
We both panted and heaved, pants to our knees. Bodies sweaty. Heads bowed, with mine dipping to rest on his shoulder.
“Aye,” he said at last, through his shallow breathing. “I got it, dandelion. Loud and clear.”
I smiled and tousled his shaggy hair. “That’s a good boy.”
He growled in response, like an unhappy little dog, and it only made me smile wider.
Someone cleared their throat loudly and obnoxiously behind us.
We both looked over.
Robin had her hands on her hips, standing at the edge of the glade. “Apologies,” she said, frowning. “Am I interrupting something?”
I lifted Will Scarlet’s pants in front of me—keeping my cum stuffed inside him—before doing the same with my pants and packing my cock away. “We were just smoothing some things over, little songbird. Hammering out our disagreements.”
“Operative word being hammering, looks like. What if I’d brought Much with me and he saw this?”
A corner of my lip curved. “Don’t be angry, love. I know this has nothing to do with Much. If it makes you feel any better, we were talking about you the entire time.”
“I’m not angry.” She glanced to the side, then back to my face. “I’m jealous.”
“Ah. Well, we can rectify your jealousy later. For now, I’m guessing there’s something you want.”
She nodded, blinking, as if remembering why she had arrived here in the first place. With my narrowed gaze, I could tell her nipples were hard beneath her tunic.
“Much and I found something in the carriage while going over the goods. Hidden powders of some kind. I want to find out what they are.”
“Interesting.” I rubbed my chin thoughtfully.
“We have errands to run today,” she said, “so get your hands off each other’s cocks and let’s get moving. We’re headed to the witch’s cabin.”
I smiled at her forwardness. She was truly becoming quite the Merry Man.
Will finally turned around to face her, concern etched on his brow. “No,” he said, “that’s one of our compromised locations. Why would we need to go to the witch’s ruins?”
“To investigate a hunch.”
Will opened his mouth to argue some more.
I put a hand on the back of his neck, which stopped him cold, mouth still open. “Remember what we talked about?”
His mouth slowly clamped shut. He flexed his jaw, fighting back the urge to fight Robin, and nodded curtly.
Fallen in line like a good boy. I gave her a smug smile. “What do you need from us, little songbird?”
