Slowly, a brilliant smile grew on his face, and the sides of his eyes wrinkled. The crow’s feet by his beautiful blue eyes showed he laughed all his life, bringing a tiny smile to my face too.
He closed the small space between us, his mouth slanting over mine. The kiss started soft, loving but grew demanding and passionate as he swept his tongue into my mouth, tangling with mine. Our teeth knocked a couple of times, which was becoming a habit with us.
He tasted like strawberries again. I didn’t know how that was possible since he drank coffee with me. But I didn’t care. I loved the taste, making me wild and giddy as I bunched his hair close to his scalp.
Rune made me a lovesick puppy.
I found that his touch and kisses chased away the cold in me. I knew his touches did it for me before, but it was settled now. The numbness that took over when he wasn’t chasing it away made me not able to feel anything but the deep-rooted dread and fear that had planted itself at some point. I wasn’t sure what to do for it to go away for good. I couldn’t depend on Rune for the rest of my life to make me feel warm. Love. Desire. And the all too familiar ache between my thighs only he could ease.
Shifting my legs, I squeezed my thighs together to stop the tingling. I slipped my hand to the back of his neck as I clutched at him like he was holding me here on Earth. Rune groaned in response, kissing me one last time before he pulled away, nuzzling his nose against mine. The scent of wilderness, like pine trees and dirt after rain mingled with incense, filled my senses as I breathed him in.
I shuddered, keeping my eyes shut as I panted, willing my body to cool down and for my clit to stop throbbing like a heartbeat. No matter how much I pressed my thighs together, it didn’t alleviate anything, just turned me on even more needing an orgasm.
“I’ll take care of that later,” Rune murmured huskily.
My eyes flew open, my heart picked up its pace as my mind reeled with worry that he heard my thoughts without the link.
Chuckling, he pinched my chin to move my head to the side as he leaned forward until his lips brushed my ear. I shuddered as his warm breath fanned the little hairs, his teeth catching my earlobe in a playful bite that made me whimper, squeezing my legs together tighter to stop the heartbeat in my pussy.
Memories played in my head like a movie of all the dirty things he did to me. The dirty things he said to me and the filthy things I did to him. And wanted to do again.
I wanted him to tackle me down right here in the kitchen, snarling for the others to leave as he shoved his dick into my aching pussy. I needed him to fuck me like an animal and finish what he started.
None of that was me. I didn’t want the others to see me naked, my legs spread as Rune shoved his pants down to fist his erection, rubbing the thick head along my folds. I knew Slátra would push his luck, lingering to watch. But right now, I didn’t care. Let them see Rune claim me in brutal and loud strokes each time he bottomed out inside of me, his heavy balls slapping against my ass.
I shuddered with another whimper, my nipples hard and my arousal dripping out of me from an orgasm that was already building just from my imagination.
Rune purposely groaned softly into my ear, his hand moving over me to my chest. He moved lower over my spasming stomach, then cupped my pussy. One of his fingers rubbed outside my pants, finding my clit, making me gasp and grip him tighter.
My eyes fluttered shut, hoping the two men by the stove didn’t hear us over the popping grease. I was sure they heard us, but they didn’t say anything. Rune’s large body shielded me from their view, helping me stay relaxed. I rolled my hips, grinding against his hand for more friction to come.
He nipped my earlobe again, groaning into my ear to work me up as he moved his fingers back and forth outside my pussy and against my clit at a frustratingly slow pace to tease me.
“I know all the signs of you being turned on, beauty. The lovely shade of pink on your cheeks and neck. Your vibrant green eyes darkening and clouded with your desire. Your plump, soft lips parted and begging me to kiss you before you wrap them around my cock. You tremble and rub your thighs together as you get wet and your little clit throbs. And of course, the beautiful face you make is the same as when I’m balls deep in your heavenly pussy.” He nipped at my earlobe again, sucking on it to soothe the sting, which earned a gasp from me. My nails dug into his scalp, and one of my hands moved down to dig into his back. He shuddered, nipping my earlobe again. He huffed a husky chuckle when I arched into him. He slipped his hand into my pants, going back to stroking his fingers along my wet folds and clit. “You can’t keep a straight face to save your life,elskan mín. I don’t need a link to know what’s going through your beautiful mind. Your little pussy confirms it. You’re soaked and need to come. I bet I can make you orgasm in under thirty seconds.”
He dipped two fingers into me, stretching me, and made me gasp into the side of his face as I turned toward him. I didn’t want the others to hear, but I was close to not caring and begging Rune to fuck me. I widened my stance, allowing him more room to move his fingers.
My toes curled, tingles spreading from my core to my stomach and breasts. My feet tingled with zaps of pleasure as he moved his fingers faster, his thumb rolling my sensitive bundle of nerves. When my labored breaths were getting louder and holding back my sounds was becoming too hard, he turned his head, capturing my lips with his to swallow every moan that slipped from me.
I was right there, about to come. My face was on fire, and my hips bucked against his palm.
The back door slid open, followed by heavy footsteps as someone entered and broke the moment. I jumped, my breath shuddering as I pulled away from Rune’s kiss. He smirked, slipping his hand out from my pants, and brought his glistening fingers to his mouth with his eyes holding mine.
Blood roared in my ears, and my body shook as the orgasm he slowly built receded and left me aching.
Rune glanced past my shoulder as Hluti spoke, bringing his fingers out of his mouth, clean of my arousal.
“We’re wasting time,” he grunted. “The wards won’t hold for much longer.”
I moved my hands to Rune’s shoulders, fingers curling into his soft cape, the colors fluttering in the barely lit room. Glancing over my shoulder, I barely made out Hluti in the shadows as he moved to the chair Rune once occupied.
Something caught my eye outside the back door. The usual black curtains with purple stars that covered the sliding glass door were pulled to the side, making it easy to look outside at the storm.
Or for someone to look in.
I barely caught the shadow moving away and into the night. Lightning flashed, illuminating outside and into the house.
A black cat sat in the spot where I saw the shadow move. His feline eyes reflected in the lightning, staring right at me. I shivered, my heart picking up its pace as something whispered in my ear.
