I barely heard his muffled laugh and felt a mind-stroke of his fingers over my cheek and down my body as he murmured in my head,“This is about you, not me.”
“Come with me,” I pleaded with harsh pants. He worked me closer to another mind-blowing orgasm, and I had a moment to think outside of the constant pleasure. “Please, Rune. I want to see you come.”
It was one of those things I enjoyed that didn’t make any sense to me. Watching him stroke himself until he came was one of those things I wanted to see before I died. Another was watching him slide in and out of me, then pull out to come on my stomach.
Oh god... I might’ve not only had a thing for creampies but a thing for his cream in general.
It was a bit embarrassing that I liked it and wanted to see those things, but I knew Rune would never shame me about what I enjoyed. He’d shown me time and again that he’d always accept me, so I had to believe he wouldn’t go against what he said.
I nearly wept when he came up and worked his pants undone. Lightning flashed, giving me more light to watch his dick spring out as he pushed his pants down his hips. He was throbbing, and I marveled at how well-hung he was with his monster. It bobbed as he moved to his knees, his fingers circling his shaft and stroking. His stomach muscles flexed as he worked himself, his pleasure bleeding through our link and into me. He held my stare as his hand slowly moved up and down his shaft and his lips parted with heavy breaths.
“Do you want to watch me with my hand—’’ I nodded quickly as soon as he asked. He chuckled as he kept stroking himself. “Or do you me to fuck you and pull out to watch me come on your stomach?”
God, this man was too perfect.
I couldn’t believe I was passing this up, but—
“Use your hand. I want to watch.” But I needed to come with him. Already I was aching, stopping it as I was teetering the edge so he would do what I wanted.
“You’re a naughty girl. We’re having a talk later about what you’re wanting to try,” Rune said huskily. His free hand moved to the side and flexed his fingers. Soft light glowed in our small space from some unknown source, but I didn’t bother to see where it came from.
He moved over me, kissing me slowly as he thrust himself against me. His dick moved between my wet folds, stroking us as he flexed his hips. I moved with him as I hooked my legs around his lower back, grinding into him with a whimper from the painful throbbing in my clit and core.
I needed him. I needed to come so badly. But I wanted to watch him touch himself too.
Breaking away from the kiss, he kept his eyes on me as he shifted, and in one shift of his hips, he speared into me. I threw my head back, biting back my sounds as I spasmed around him. My legs trembled as I dug my heels into his firm ass, riding out the orgasm.
“Fuck, beauty. You’re goddamn beautiful like this,” Rune groaned and peppered kisses over my face and down to my neck.
The aftershocks of the mini orgasm zapped through my body and made my head spin. He rocked himself farther into me with two hard thrusts. Each time I felt him deeper and whimpered as he stopped, buried balls deep inside me.
I felt his sliver of restraint as he struggled to hold back from pinning me down and railing me. His thoughts were a flurry and too quick for me to catch, but it didn’t stop me from understanding his need to fuck me within an inch of my life and listen to me screaming his name.
There was a deeper and darker pleasure in having others listen to him claiming me. He liked it when people heard his balls slapping my ass and the wet sounds my pussy made as he worked his cock into me over and over.
“Ah my god, Rune,” I whimpered with a tremble in my voice as I squeezed around him from his dirty thoughts.
I couldn’t believe I was about to have another orgasm.
He groaned and dragged his nose along the curve of my neck, his warm breaths fanning along my sensitive skin. Nuzzling my ear, he circled his fingers around my throat and squeezed, making me clench around him. He rumbled a low growl, pleased with my reaction.
“That’s right, you didn’t forget who I am to you.” He leaned his head back to look down at me, his ocean eyes darker, like the deepest abyss no one had ever explored. His lips pulled into a feral smile. “I’m your god. I’m the one you’ll cry out to in the middle of the night as I wake you up with my head between your sweet thighs. I’ll be the one you pray to as I edge you while I stretch your tight pussy with my fat cock.”
My eyes fluttered, and I stopped breathing as I rose to the crest of another orgasm. He ground his hips against me, pushing himself deeper into me, and creating friction against my clit that drove me mad. Right as I was about to go over the edge, he drew back and pulled out of me. I panted and shot my hands out to him, intending to snatch him back to me.
“Don’t stop,” I begged breathlessly.
He smirked, got to his knees between my legs, and leaned back on his heels. Fisting his now glistening dick coated with my cum, he began stroking himself, his breaths coming out shaky.
My core clenched, and he groaned, his hand working faster on his dick, twisting with each stroke up to the swollen head that already had a bead of precum.
“Touch yourself,elskan mín.” Rune’s voice was low and gravelly.
I spread my legs wider and ran one of my hands down to my soaked pussy while the other squeezed my breast. My finger rubbed on my swollen bundle of nerves, which was overly sensitive now from all the attention and orgasms. But with Rune doing what I begged and having him watch me, I could go one more round.
Rune’s fist worked faster. His other hand rested on the inside of my leg just before my knee and spread me wider as his gaze stayed on my fingers. Occasionally, the blue orbs drifted up to my breasts, watching me squeeze them before he went back to watching me masturbate.
The sounds of him jerking off with my cum as his lube was unlike anything I’d ever heard. The pleasure that it caused drove me mad and set my body on fire. It made me wetter and needier.
