“He’s not here with you.” His words were harsh, but his warm breath on my face soothed the shock of it. I still wasn’t used to being talked to like this... like a naughty child. Rune’s lips curled into the feral smile again as his hand on my jaw went to my throat and squeezed. I shuddered, my pussy spasming and growing wetter, if that was possible. “Daddy’s here, and he’s going to show you how to let go.”
He shifted so most of his weight on me disappeared. He gripped my hip again, jerking my ass back up in a position to expose myself while his hand shoved between my thighs. His fingers found my soaked pussy, smearing some of the wetness on my clit, and began rubbing furiously on it.
My lips parted on a scream that got stuck in my chest, and only a whimper escaped me as I went back to the edge of my orgasm. It was hard to breathe with Rune’s hand on my throat, but I trusted him. He promised me he wouldn’t ever hurt me. His grip on me stayed steady, cutting off the blood flow while allowing me to suck in quick bursts of breath that didn’t do much.
Rune kept my face turned to him, his eyes never leaving mine, trapping me in his stare. He wanted to watch me fall apart as I came.
With a few more fast circles on my clit, he growled, “Come.”
My eyes fluttered as my lips parted on another choked scream from the orgasm ripping through me. I trembled beneath him and bucked back into him, crying out his name. He loosened his grip on my throat, sending my blood rushing to my head and turning my orgasm into a high. He shoved two fingers into my spasming core, pumping his fingers and curling back on the sensitive spot.
I barely heard myself over my thundering pulse while he worked me through my orgasm. My head spun like I drank too much and was trying to sleep it off. My arousal dripped from me and down on his hand while some smeared on the inside of my thighs. Over my shrieks, I heard the wet sounds of his finger fucking my spasming pussy.
As I came down from the high, he kissed me hard, but briefly, before he disappeared. He raised my lower half more so my ass was in the air while my chest was forced firmly on the rock, smashing my breasts against the rough stone. My cheek rested on the cool slab as I tried turning my head to look at him. His hand firmly forced my face, keeping me where he wanted me. When I didn’t fight him, he moved so he could put pressure between my shoulders to keep me pinned down.
“Fuck, you’re dripping for me.” He pushed himself against my ass and shoved his dick between my folds to coat himself with my arousal. Flexing his hips, he rocked against me with his hands holding my hips, pushing me past my fragile comfort with having him there. He must’ve figured out the position I was in when I was assaulted and why I had a hard time with having him behind me.
My heart fluttered, sending an uneasy prickle through me as adrenaline surged through my blood. I couldn’t control my breathing as it picked up with soft cries in the mix.
“Look at me!” Rune fisted my hair, pulled me to my hands and knees, and forced my wide eyes to him. He wanted me to see it was him here and not... I couldn’t think his name. If I did, I was terrified he’d appear like the boogeyman and finish what he set out to do.
Rune’s face morphed into Callum’s. My breath caught as tears stung the back of my eyes.
He’s here.
“No, you fucking don’t. You’re not leaving me,”Rune snarled in and outside my head.
With a jerk of his hips, he thrust himself into me until he was fully seated inside me. He snapped his hips against me with force each time, fucking me hard to bring me back to him. To get rid of the mirage of it being...
Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I cried out, rocking against Rune as his face returned. My fingers curled into the rock, and I didn’t care about the sharp pain it caused. I didn’t care if I broke a nail right now because it helped me stay here with the man I loved. The man who was fucking away every bit of the trauma caused by another man.
“A man who wasn’t supposed to fucking touch you,” Rune snarled.
Still driving himself into me, he shoved me back down onto my belly and pressed the side of my face to the rough, cool stone beneath us. He opened my legs wider for a better angle as he draped himself against my back, his hands on both sides of me as he kept his punishing pace. Invisible fingers rubbed my swollen clit, building my orgasm until I was at the brink.
I knew he kept himself at my back with most of his weight on me to desensitize me. It was still a struggle as I kept getting thrown back to my apartment and then dragged back by Rune as his strokes became more brutal each time. Every time he snarled, his hips dug into my backside, which I was sure would bruise.
“Look at me,” he snarled. When I didn’t turn my head fast enough, he grabbed my jaw, forcing my eyes to him. He made me stare into his eyes, seeing his ocean blue instead of the black ones of the man who traumatized me.
I arched into him, making him go deeper inside me, if that was possible. My heart stuttered over a few beats, tightening my chest and ribs, but for an entirely different reason now instead of fear. I leaned in for his lips to be on mine. He closed the small space and kissed me. It was all teeth and tongue and matched the tempo of his dick sliding in and out of me.
Tingles spread through my body as I teetered over the edge of my orgasm. My head spun, and my toes curled as I arched into him.
“That’s it, beauty. Come on my cock and scream my name,” Rune ordered with a groan after ending the kiss. His hand on my jaw slipped around my throat and squeezed as he pounded harder into me.
With one more stroke of the invisible fingers on my clit, I came. I wasn’t sure if I screamed his name, cried out to god. Or did both by calling him my god since he always enjoyed that. But I screeched words and couldn’t care less about knowing while I shuddered and spasmed around his thickening dick.
“That’s a good girl. Keep milking me for my hot cum so I can mark my name inside your womb,” Rune growled as his hand loosened on my throat, which made the blood flow faster to my head. It sent me into a high, making noises I didn’t know I was capable of.
With a few more hard strokes and my pussy spasming around him, Rune groaned as his dick throbbed and warmth flooded my core. Each rope of his cum made me whimper, throwing my ass back into him with each of his stroke. My head spun from the familiar high when we shared our orgasms not so long ago in the middle of the night, away from the group. My body thrummed and tingled as he shared his bliss from his orgasm.
It was... fuck, it was one of the best feelings and something I could get addicted to.
Rune stilled while keeping himself buried inside me and breathed heavily into my mouth as we kept our lips brushing against each other. His hand stayed on my throat as he kissed me softly before trailing kisses to my ear and nipping my earlobe.
“How are you feeling?” he murmured as his breath fanned a few pieces of my hair by my ear, which tickled.
I closed my eyes and sucked in a shuddering breath. I smiled, my head still spinning from the high.
