My eyes stung, and my lungs burned from not being able to breathe as I swallowed all that was in my throat. Rune pulled away, his still hard dick sliding out of my throat with a suck from me as I made sure I got all of his cum.
I gasped with another slurp as his dick fell past my lips.
“Fuuuck,”I moaned breathlessly.
Licking my lips, I swallowed more of his salty spend as I watched Rune smirk and crouch so we were eye level. He brought his hand up and rubbed his thumb along my swollen lower lip. Heat flared through me, and everything fluttered as I leaned into his touch. I grabbed his arms and dug my nails into his biceps with a whimper as he ran his other hand along my ribs and over my stomach. Even though I still wore my clothes and armor, I could feel his touch like I was naked.
“Good girl,” Rune rumbled, his lips still turned up in the smirk.
My eyes fluttered, and I let out a breathy moan in relief. I threw myself into him and kissed him fervently, and he responded with the same roughness he had while he fucked my throat.
I inhaled sharply, and my shoulders tensed as I remembered hearing a while ago that men didn’t like to kiss women after they sucked their dick. Especially after he finished in her mouth.
Rune’s groan as he tangled his tongue with mine, tasting himself on me helped ease my worry. Of course he wouldn’t be grossed out or weird about it like the men in my realm with their fragile masculinity. Rune’s pleasure and lust swamped through me and fed into mine until it was almost too much.
I loved that he was turned on and enjoyed his taste in my mouth. Just like I loved tasting myself in his mouth. To me, it was intimate and a claiming, knowing that I left my taste in his mouth so he would remember me each time he swallowed or took in a breath.
Dragging me into him, Rune had me wrap my legs around his waist as he stood. I moved against him, needing him inside me, and just the feel of his erection against my clothed pussy was both bliss and torture.
He groaned into my mouth, and his hand gripped hard on my hip to stop me from practically dry humping him.
“We’re not going to make it somewhere else,” he said huskily.
I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about until I focused on our link and caught his thoughts about taking me somewhere more private than outside the house where the others could watch. He could flash us somewhere, but he was at the point where he was losing control, where he couldn’t stop long enough to flash us, then fuck me. I caught another thought of his that he could strip me, sink himself into me as he flashed us, but that would take more effort than he had.
Instead, my back met the old wood of the house, his hands working my pants undone to shove them down enough for him to adjust us. He brought my legs up so my knees were bent to his chest and made me as comfortable as he could while still having my ass hang out. His dick pressed to my entrance and rubbed between the folds of my pussy a few times.
Leaning my head back, I broke the kiss with a shaky breath and squeezed my eyes shut. My clit throbbed, and my core squeezed around nothing, begging for Rune’s length to fill me until I couldn’t take much more. I wiggled my hips, needing him inside me and rubbing my bundle of nerves.
I needed to come so fucking bad.
“Eyes open, beauty. I want you to see who’s stretching your tight pussy.”
I did as he commanded, whimpering as he slowly eased himself into me.
His eyes darkened, and a pleased smile curved his full lips. “Good girl.”
I felt every inch of him as he sank into me until he was in all the way to his base. The angle made it a tighter fit like it did last time. He stretched me until it became almost uncomfortable. At least until he pinned me with his hips and somehow worked my armor off until he could push my shirt up to expose my breasts to him. His fingers dragged over the scars on my chest, his dark eyes flaring dangerously. I shuddered, wiggling my hips to make him go deeper.
In one blink and his dark gaze snapping to mine, the rage burning in them was gone. His hands went to my ass and squeezed as he began pounding into me, watching me with heated eyes as my breasts bounced.
“You’re my good girl,” Rune said, his voice deeper and rougher. His familiar invisible fingers stroked over my pussy and down to my clit. “Come for me.”
I whimpered, arching my back from the spark of an orgasm with that one stroke. I trembled and shook my head from side to side as I rode the wave. Rune was there with me during my high, but he held back from coming as he shuddered and breathed hard, making me scream his name.
Rune making any sounds while we had sex was the quickest way to make me come. Because I did that to him.
He worked me through it as he kept at his rough pace, and weirdly enough, he kept going deep, but it didn’t hurt.
Somehow he didn’t rearrange my guts with his inhumanly large dick in this position. Just like me taking all of him in my mouth andstillliving to tell the tale.What the hell was going on?
He huskily laughed as he circled his fingers around my throat and squeezed. He didn’t cut off much airflow but repeated what he did last time by cutting the blood flow to make my head dizzy.
“Do you remember the bet I made?” he asked, not commenting on my inner thoughts about his dick size.
It was a struggle to keep my eyes open as I trembled with another quickly-building orgasm. He never stopped giving my sensitive clit attention as he rubbed hard, then soft and back to hard in intervals. I drew my eyebrows together and parted my lips with pants as I tried to focus on what he was saying.
He forced the memory of Slátra telling Rune he could have made me come twenty times when I was with Rune in the barn. Rune upped the count and told me he would work me up to it to get used to multiple orgasms in a short time.
