I nodded and swallowed hard. My heart thundered against my rib cage, and I was sure Rune could feel it with me. He kissed me again, long and deep, before he feathered them down my body. His fingers brushed over the scars on my chest and tummy, his lips pressing against each one. Each time he paid extra attention to a pinkish-white scar, my stomach did a funny flip.
Through our link, I heard his whispered promises about how he’d make them all pay. And how he owed Death for bringing me back to him, had he not, Rune would have met him on the other side. I didn’t want to linger on the latter thought, and he helped distract me from it as he settled between my legs, his breaths fanned against my soaked pussy. He inhaled deeply, bringing my musky scent into his lungs, and his erection jerked underneath him against the cool stone we were lying on.
His eyes met mine, and his pupils dilated until I could barely see the ring of ocean blue. “Gods, Isa, you smell so fucking divine.”
Throwing my legs over his shoulders, he got us comfortable and spread me out for him. He dragged his tongue from my soaked opening to my clit, circling the small bundle of nerves with the tip of his tongue. I gasped and grabbed a fistful of his hair that he seemed to enjoy as he groaned into me. His sound sent vibrations against me, making me lightheaded from the tingles that spread from between my thighs out to the rest of my body.
With a few teasing licks and my whimpering, he gave me what I needed. He ate me out like he was starved and I was an all-you-can-eat buffet. His tongue flicked my clit in a hard rhythm that worked for me, and when I required something different, he sucked the little bud into his mouth and hummed, creating more euphoric vibrations against me.
Tingles shot through the rest of my body like electricity as he kept humming and sucking. My toes curled, and I choked on a scream that never came out as I arched my back, pushing myself harder against his mouth. I worried I was hurting him from bucking and smashing my pussy into his face.
What if I broke his nose?
I tried to stop myself from moving, but I couldn’t control myself. The more he tongue fucked me, the wilder I got as I pulled him closer to me with my fists in his hair at the back of his head.
“Fuck my face, beauty. Take what you need,”Rune rasped through our link.
His voice whispered into my mind and caressed me on the inside. It added to the already earth-shattering pleasure, sending me closer to the Heavens. The whisper of invisible hands ran along my body to my breasts, palming them and pinching my nipples.
I arched into the touch with a whimper and shuddered as he kept flicking his tongue against my clit. My fingers tightened in his hair at his scalp, urging him closer, which wasn’t possible. But somehow, it added more friction as I roughly fucked his face as he said.
The sounds I made roared in my head, and whatever I screamed didn’t make any sense. I didn’t care, and he didn’t seem to either. If anything, it spurred him on further to make me come.
Fuck, he was mind-blowing with his oral skills. I didn’t ever think it would feel this good until I met him. I had an inkling of an idea of how it would feel from the romance books I’d read, but it never prepared me for how toe-curling and body-on-fire good it was. And it never went unnoticed that he always pleasured me with his mouth before we had sex or tasted me on his fingers when we couldn’t. Every occurrence of when he tasted me played in my head, causing me to whimper as I rolled my hips.
He entered his thick finger into my spasming core, pumping his long digit and curling it so he stroked a sensitive spot that made me scream. I was right there, but before I was sent over, he stopped his stimulation against my clit so he was only pumping his finger into me.
“Remember to trust me,”Rune said. His voice was raspy and strained even through the link as he held himself back long enough to give me one last warning before he unleashed on me.“Tell me to stop if you can’t keep going.”
Oh god, I needed to come. He needed to stop talking and suck on my clit again while rubbing my G-spot. My toes curled, and I whined as I tightened my hold on his hair. I could barely process his words as I panted, bucking against his mouth to make myself orgasm.
He kept me right there on the edge where it was bordering on painful. He wouldn’t allow me to come, and I didn’t know why.
“Please,” I begged breathlessly and shuddered as he flicked his tongue against my clit to bring me back to the edge as it began receding.
My fingers curled tighter into his hair with the threat of yanking it to drive my point. I’d force him to make me finish. If he didn’t, then I’d do it myself with my hand.
It wasn’t like me to think of doing something like that. It made me feel like I was taking advantage of him or somehow sexually assaulting him. And especially to a man I loved. It was wrong, but I swear to god if he didn’t send me over, I was going to yank him by the hair and force him onto his back so I could ride his face to make myself come.
“Fuck, Isa,” Rune moaned as he raised his dark eyes to my face with a tortured look crossing over his features. His arm around me tightened, and his fingers dug into the soft skin of my inner thigh, where he held to keep me open for him.
My threat turned him on, and through our link, I felt his dick throbbing, his heavy balls tightening up to his body as he neared an orgasm that he held back with the hair-thin thread of self-control he had left.
I tried moving his mouth back to my throbbing clit, but he stayed put with his smoldering gaze on my flushed face. He curled his lips curled into what was supposed to be amusement, but it was more feral. It held the promise of all the lore we were told as a kid to never wander outside at night because of all the monsters that would drag us away and eat us.
With the way Rune curved his lip in a humorless smile, I knew he was the monster they warned us about. And I wanted him to make me his next meal.
“I’ll give you what you want, but you need to answer.”
Swallowing to wet my dry mouth, I nodded and panted. “Yes, I know!”
Rune’s eyes turned all the way black, and the humorless smile turned deviant.
“That’s my good girl,” he said. His voice was deeper than usual, and his words harder to make out from his accent thickening with them.
In one blink, I was on my stomach, Rune’s fingers bruising my hips as he raised my ass in the air. My breath left me like someone punched me in the gut. My eyes widened as my cheek pressed against the rough rock beneath me.
The brief memory played in my head of Callum and his hands on me as he did the same, flipping me around like a rag doll to raise my ass in the air for him. But it was gone as Rune draped himself over me, his hard cock pressed against my ass, making my heart hammer against my chest, which I was sure he felt through my back. His hand gripped my jaw and turned me to stare at him. He almost didn’t look human as his black eyes bore into me, seeing through me and into my very soul. I shivered, my lips parted from the unsettling stare, like he saw my every dirty secret and deed.
