A moan slipped from me, followed by his groaning as he ground his throbbing erection against my wet core. Already I was aching with the need to come. I rolled my hips against his, trying to relieve the throbbing in my clit.
“Rune,” I whined into the kiss. I rocked my hips against him, showing what I wanted. What I needed. “Please.”
He groaned, nipping my bottom lip and sucking on it. I whimpered, my pussy getting wetter. He released my lip with a pop and drew his head back. His hand on my wrists tightened as he gazed down at me with hooded eyes. His kiss-swollen lips parted with soft pants. He rocked against me with one powerful thrust of his hips, watching me like a wolf watching a bunny that was his next meal.
My mouth parted on a moan, my eyes fluttering closed for a moment as my pussy clenched on nothing. I needed him inside of me so badly. I wanted that connection and didn’t care if he was rough with me. But I needed him to stretch me, fill me with not only his flesh, but also his essence.
I wanted his cum dripping from me, reminding me he was inside me and that he made me scream for him. And I wanted to be reminded of all the filthy things he said to me while he fucked me like an animal.
My cheeks flushed, my thighs clenching on his hips.
“Please what?” he rasped, his voice low and gravelly. His dark-blue eyes flicked down to my chest, watching the quick rise and fall before he met my gaze again. “What do you want?”
We both knew what I wanted. And we both knew he just wanted to hear me say it. I was sure Rune had a thing for making me beg. For me to show how badly I wanted him to be the one to make me come.
My face flushed, and I whined, leaning my head back against the rough bark of the tree. I fisted my hands, bucking against him to create the delicious friction I fucking wanted. It was becoming too hard to think about anything other than stopping the ache between my legs.
He was giving me the equivalent of blue balls, dammit.
“You,” I whimpered, rolling my hips against his.
He pressed his erection harder against me, his eyes darkening and his nostrils flaring as the corner of his lip curled into a smirk with no humor. His hand holding my wrists tightened as he leaned in slowly until his breath fanned against my parted lips.
My pulse was racing and my breaths were coming in short pants with the small move. It sent zaps of pleasurable electricity through my bloodstream, more specifically from my clit to the rest of my body.
What was it about him taking control over everything that really did a number on me?
“You already have me. Now use your big girl words and tell me what you really want.”
Warmth bloomed up my neck to my face with tingles. My tongue was thick and numb, which made it impossible to talk as I stared at him with longing, showing him through my eyes what I needed.
Rune’s smirk curled higher, and he clicked his tongue as he ran his hand up my hip to skim under my corset. He could barely make it under the armor, but he still managed some skin contact, raising goosebumps along my arms.
“Be a good girl and connect the link,elskan mín,” he tsked and rocked against me once to give me a reason to do as he said.
He teased me as he fingered the buttons on my pants, popping them open. My breath caught in my throat while he one-handedly worked my pants down to expose my ass and pussy. He left my pants bunched around my thighs, keeping me from opening my legs further while I still cradled him between them. It gave him more control over where he wanted me and how I’d be taking it.
What was it he said earlier?
“Good girls get rewarded, and you’re a naughty girl. So you’re going to take whatever I give you.”
I whimpered, and my arousal gushed out of me at the memory of what he said.
Slowly, his smirk curved into a pleased smile as he adjusted me so my back was flat against the tree and brought my legs up against his torso with my ankles resting on his shoulders. I gasped and squirmed but stopped when his hand came between us. His thumb rubbed along my pubic hair just above my throbbing clit.
He had me spread perfectly for him, my ass hanging out and so close to his lap where he could easily pull out his dick and fuck me like this.
Oh god, now I imagined him taking me in this position and couldn’t think of anything else. And I was sure if I connected the link with him right now—like he wanted me to—he would give me what I wanted. He’d reenact all my fantasies and the things I wanted to do with him.
By some miracle, I managed to force out clipped words that were husky.
“Come,” I panted and bucked my hips against him, chasing his hand to make him touch my bundle of nerves. “Make me come.”
With his eyes still on mine, he dragged his fingers down and rubbed along my wet folds. A rumble built in his chest as he discovered how wet I was and how badly I needed this. He took a step closer to pin me further against the tree so there weren’t any slips causing me to fall on my ass. With the small adjustment, my legs stretched further than I could handle, but my core spasmed, more arousal dripping out of me and onto his hand as I imagined him inside me like this.
“How badly do you want to come?” he murmured, his voice thick, and his words curling together as his accent grew heavier.
I moaned as his calloused finger pushed past the lips of my pussy and stroked outside my opening to spread the wetness to my clit and rubbed with light pressure. My eyes fluttered shut as I arched my back, pushing closer to his hand while I jerked my arms to release his hold on my wrists above my head. He kept his tight hold on me and worked a little faster on my clit, making me whimper.
