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I nod, my eyes fluttering closed as he nuzzles against me. We share a moment, our bodies bathed in the warm water as the world around us slips away.
The whole world except for us...and that watching, red eye.
"You wanna give him a show?" I breathe.
Gunnar groans against my lips. "I want the whole world to know you're mine, Ais--so yeah, definitely."
One hand covers my breast while the other travels down between my legs, Gunnar playing with my clit while he twists my nipple. Our eyes meet in the mirror again, and that red light reminds me that we're being surveilled--but it turns me on despite myself, the memory of Vance feeding me making me ache. I groan and throw my head back against Gunnar's shoulder, grinding my ass against his cock.
"Yeah, baby," he croons. "Come on my fingers. That's it..."
With each deft movement of Gunnar's fingers, my body arches and quivers in response. The sensations build, and I can feel myself nearing the edge. Gunnar must sense this too, because his pace quickens.
"Scream for me, Ais," he urges. "That's right."
He slips a finger into my pussy, hooking his digit against my g-spot, and that makes me unravel. I cry out and thrust against him, his cock sliding between my cheeks, not penetrating...but close.
Before I can process what's happening, Gunnar has hauled me out of the bathtub and he's draping me over the side of the tub, my elbows braced with my hair floating in the bubbly water. He slides his fingers through my slick, getting me ready for him, and I'm open and willing and waiting...
...he thrusts home, grasping me by the shoulders.
I fucking scream in pleasure.
Gunnar thrusts into me, his hands gripping me tightly. My body clings to his, feeling like I've been reunited with a long-lost friend.
"God, Aisling," he pants, his breath on my neck and shoulders as he rocks into me. His hips slap against my ass, and my legs spread farther apart to accommodate the invasion.
"Harder, Gunnar," I moan, urging him to ravage me. "I need you, baby."
His thrusts become more frantic, his hands clawing at my flesh as he loses himself in me. His hips pound against me, and my walls clench around him, wanting more, needing more.
"Fuck, yes," he snarls, his voice more desperate with each desperate plunge. "You're mine, Aisling."
And I am his. My head droops, my cheeks pressed into the cool marble of the bathtub as his thrusts become more fervent, each one a promise that we'll stay together and escape all this violence and chaos.
"Come for me, Aisling," Gunnar growls, his mouth on the shell of my ear. "Let me feel you. Let me know I'm the one who gives you pleasure."
I can't help it; the words send a shudder through my entire being. I knew Gunnar could bring me to heights I never even thought were possible, but this? This feeling of being completely and utterly taken, of knowing that I am his? It's overwhelming.
As Gunnar continues to pummel into me, I can feel my body responding to each thrust, my pussy clenching and unclenching, trying to draw him in deeper. The feeling of him inside me is unlike any other, a perfect blend of pain and pleasure that only heightens my arousal.
"Yes," I gasp, arching my back as I feel him hit that perfect spot. "Right there."
My body trembles around him, every muscle spasming with the force of our lovemaking. His rough, passionate possession of me feels like a homecoming, a return to the sanctuary I've been seeking for so long.
"Yes, Gunnar!" I cry out, my voice echoing in the large room. "Take me."
His thrusts become a frenzy, and I feel his cock expanding inside me, swelling to its fullest as he knots with me. I gasp in pleasure and pain as his knot finds its place, lodged deeply within me.
"I'm there," he groans, his voice rough with need. "I'm claiming you."
I shudder at his words, my heart pounding in my chest as our bodies intertwine. The red light in the mirror above blinks on and off, a silent reminder of our audience. Gunnar swivels his hips, moves me on him, filling me so completely that I forget about anyone else...
And I'm with him when he comes, spilling his seed inside me with liquid heat.
As we come down from our passionate encounter, I feel Gunnar's cock slowly deflating within me, and I know that he's fully knotted with me now. I can feel his thick knot, still swollen and pulsing inside my depths.
"You alright?" Gunnar asks, panting heavily. His lips brush against my ear as he speaks, and I can feel his breath tickling my skin.
