Page 93 of Uprising

His lips trail down my neck, nipping and sucking my tender skin. “Forever and after, Death. It’s yours.”

He slides my jacket from my shoulders, letting it fall at our feet before lifting the hem of my tank top and slipping it over my head. I didn’t put on a bra after my nap, so my boobs bounce when he frees them. One of his hands comes up to caress it, his fingers rolling my peaked nipple between them.

“Let’s go for a swim, Baby Girl.”

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Ghost

The viewon this mountain doesn’t hold a candle to my girl as she bares herself to me. She gives her all to me, every single day. All of her body, soul, and mind. All of her imperfections. Her scars. I’ll never fully forgive myself for the hell she endured, but I can only promise to spend every day for the rest of our lives giving her everything she needs. Everything she wants. Protecting her from the horrors of this new world we’ve been thrust into.

“Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to fuck me in this pool?” She asks with her typical sass I’ve grown to love as she slips down the rocky lip of the spring.

“So impatient. I’m just appreciating the view.”

She fingers the collar at her neck before she slips her hand between her bare breasts, sliding it seductively down her body until it dips beneath the water. I don’t have to imagine what she’s doing with that hand; the way her mouth drops open slightly and her eyes darken has my cock straining and pulsing against my pants. “I guess you can watch, Sir.”

“Don’t you dare come, Death, or you’ll be crawling back to the cabin naked for all of our friends to see,” I warn with a lethally low tone. She loves pushing me until I snap, and I’m barely hanging on here. I can’t get out of these clothes fast enough. By the time I reach the rocky edge, her moans have grown louder, her head tilted to the sky in pleasure as her inky hair dips in the water.

“You b-better hurry, Sir.”

I’m in the warm water and on her in a second, spinning her around and pinning her back to my body. “Move your hand, Baby Girl. You come on my fingers or not at all.”

She brings her hands up to hold onto my arm banded across her chest as I slip my hand down beneath the surface. “Such a needy little slut, so slick and swollen for me.”

“Only for you, Sir. Please. I need to come.”

“Beg for it. I want to hear your pleas echoing through these mountains,” I demand. She likes to pretend she’s in charge, but we both know the truth. Her body is mine and mine alone to control—to command. She wants—no, needs—to be freed from her mind, and it gives me no greater pleasure than to put her in a space where she feels completely free. No decisions. No choices. No control. She craves it— because she spent so many years being the only one taking care of herself, fighting for herself. She wants to let go and just be taken care of. She honors me with the control she so freely hands to me, and she thrives beneath my touch, my words, my control.

Her moans and pleas grow louder and needier as she falls apart for me. Her body trembles and shakes, her pussy pulsing around my fingers as I push her over the edge and hold her there, not letting the orgasm release her until I’m ready.

“G-ghost!” My name rips from her throat on a long moan, her pussy gripping my fingers tightly. I can’t hold back anymore. I have to have her now. Without warning, I spin her back around to face me, lifting her weightless body and slamming her down on my cock. Sinking into her convulsing pussy is the closest thing to heaven I’ve ever felt.

“Fuck. Your pussy was made for my cock, Death.”

I hold her steady as I back her up, the waterfall crashing into my back as I move beneath it, until she’s pinned to the stone wall.

My head falls into the crook of her neck as I ache to rut into her, but she needs time to adjust. Her pussy strangles me, pulsing and squeezing me until I can’t take it anymore. “Hold onto my shoulders,” I warn, grinding my teeth as the need to take it overwhelms me. “Remember I love you.”

Before she can respond, I pull back, slamming into her at a punishing pace. Her screams ricochet off the stone walls beneath the falls, only fueling my overwhelming desire more.

“Fuck, Ghost! I-I’m going to…” She cries, her nails digging into my shoulders, marking me. “I can’t stop…”

“Don’t you fucking dare. You can take it, Baby Girl. I’m not done with you yet. ” I growl, tangling my hand in her hair and using it as leverage to slam her down harder, bouncing her mercilessly on my cock, over and over again.

She bites into my neck, screaming against my skin. Her body shakes violently in my arms as she does her best to stave off her orgasm, but it’s too much. Too strong. Even in the water, I feel her lose control, squirting around my cock and triggering my own release. The animalistic sounds coming from me as I shoot wave after wave of come into her probably scare the wildlife lurking around. I jerk her hair back, baring her neck to me as my teeth sink into her skin and let ecstasy wash over me.

We cling to each other until our labored breaths return to a normal cadence, and she relaxes in my arms, completely exhausted. I drag us both over the edge and onto the stone cave floor. Lying down, I pull my girl on top of me, my hand soothing down her spine as we come down from our highs.

“That was… intense—amazing,” Rue finally whispers, her breath warm against my wet skin.

“Now just imagine how much more intense it will be when I remove your birth control and keep you chained up in this cave until I’m sure my seed has taken root inside you.”

“Oh my God! That’s a little fucking creepy, caveman,” she slaps at my arm but slides it up to my neck and lifts her head and looks into my eyes with a smirk. “But it’s also weirdly hot—I’ll allow it.”

“Well, I wasn’t asking for your permission. But I’m glad you’re on board,” I chuckle.

“Asshole.”

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