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“You can have everything, Viking.”
His hands contracted on my back. I could feel the tension coiled inside him. My pussy was already celebrating. In my bedroom, he undressed me quickly, dropping perfunctory kisses on my skin as he exposed it.
I laughed. “You in a hurry?”
He didn’t smile in response, just wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me up to his mouth. He paused a millisecond, looked into my eyes, and something gave way in his, before he brushed his mouth gently over mine. His kiss was soft, exploratory, like the first time, as if he were learning my mouth all over again.
I twisted my hands in his shirt and pulled him closer, going on tiptoe to reach his mouth. He wrapped his arms around my back, dipped his knees and lifted me against his chest, and then his kiss got serious.
Sealing his mouth over mine, he delved into my mouth, his velvet tongue sliding slowly against mine. I moaned in my throat. This was a different kind of claiming. A slow, methodical, insanity-inducing, leave no corner untouched, kind of claiming.
It was an odd feeling to be naked in his arms while he was fully dressed. The material of his t-shirt was soft against my breasts, his jeans abrasive against my stomach and the tops of my thighs. It underlined for me how much our lovemaking was about me, first.
My head fell back, and he skimmed his lips down the side of my throat, his beard rasping, his tongue stroking, his lips nipping. With every soft kiss, my body slipped further into a state of bliss.
He released me slowly and lay me down on the bed.
He opened the bedside table and pulled out a length of rope.
I met his eyes and raised my arms in a Y-shape above my head.
He smiled at me with his eyes and quickly pulled his clothes off.
He planted his knee in the bed and straddled my thighs. Leaning over me, giving me a gorgeous view of his wide, muscled chest and his abs contracting as he took my forearms and brought them together above my head. Looping the rope first around one wrist, then the other, he tied my wrists together and secured the end of the rope to the bedrail. I pulled to see how much give there was, and there was a lot.
“It’s not very tight,” I informed him.
“You’ll need the leeway,” he murmured, his face serious as usual, assessing my response.
I felt the heat hit my face and saw satisfaction fill his. I wiggled in anticipation. This was going to be one of those teasing until I beg nights, I thought.
I was wrong.
He smiled into my eyes, then pushed up into a plank position and dragged his knee up between my legs, the hair on his leg brushing erotically against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.
I moaned.
He nudged my thigh open with his knee and brought his other leg up the inside in much the same way, forcing my thighs wide. I forced myself to relax back into the bed and give myself over to him. I watched him touch me through half-closed lids. He was beautiful. He was mine.
He dragged his palm down the center of my body between my breasts, down to my mons, where he rested his palm. He sat on his haunches between my thighs, still, watching.
“Don’t get too comfortable. It’s not going to be that kind of night.”
All my senses went on alert. He saw the change and nodded with both approval and reassurance. He lay down on his stomach between my legs, slipped his hands under me and gripped my cheeks, raising my pussy close to his face, his eyes locked on mine.
“Mine,” he rumbled deeply.
“Yes, yes,” I hurried to agree, the anticipation building, “all yours, always yours, forever yours.”
“All of you is mine,” he pushed.
I shook myself out of the sultry haze he’d put me in and met his eyes clearly, giving him my promise.
“Everything I am, everything I have, is yours.”
“I will cherish you with everything I am, honor you with everything I have, all the days of my life,” he replied, his deep voice gruff with emotion.
He held my gaze, his promise clear in his, until I smiled at him.
