Page 145 of Lifebound

Rune picked up the rhythm soon, and his tongue was all I knew. My eyes were squeezed shut and I was on my tiptoes, moving only as much as he allowed me while his tongue thrust as deep inside me as it could go. With one hand he held me by the hips, and eventually he brought the other forward, down my pelvis and to my clit, and he started rubbing me at the same time.

Fuck, he felt so good. Better than before. Like his tongue knew all the secrets between my legs and he was using that knowledge to get me to the edge within the minute.

But Rune said, “Don’t come yet.” And disobeying him wasn’t an option, not anymore. Not when he’d showed me that he knew exactly what he was doing, that he’d take care of me better than I would know how to ask to be taken care of. So, I tried to dig my fingers into the damn rock as I held myself back, caught between my instincts to move my hips against his face, and to stand still so I could make it last.

It was the sweetest torture I’d ever endured.

“You like that, Wildcat?” Rune said between kisses, and the wet sounds his mouth and tongue made as he had his way with me were enough to drive me completely insane. “You like my face on your pussy?”

“Yes,” I choked, trying to push back harder, to feel more of him.

“You taste better than anything any world has to offer,” he told me, and with one last thrust of his tongue inside me, he stood up. “I could eat you all day every day. I’d never get enough.” With a hand on the small of my back, he pushed me farther down until I was bent all the way for him, and the anticipation was already killing me.

“We’re going to take it slow this time, make sure you don’t hurt,” he said, bringing the tip of his cock to my folds from behind, teasing me slowly.

All I knew how to do was moan and scream, sometimes whisper his name because I didn’t really know what was best—hedid. He could do with me whatever he wanted, go fast or slow, standing or sitting or lying down. I was completely at his mercy.

True to his word, Rune went slowly this time, slipping his tip inside me, moaning as he held me tightly by the hips. I was on my tiptoes, my ass in the air as far as I could get it, and I begged himplease, Rune, please.

He delivered.

Bringing his hand forward, he pressed his fingers to my clit and rubbed me in circles as he slowly came inside me deeper and deeper. Fuck, I kept forgetting how big he was, how much he stretched me when he was inside me, but this time there was no pain at all. He moved slowly, came inside me inch by little inch, giving my body plenty of time to adjust. It felt so good my knees were shaking, my arms were shaking, and if he wasn’t holding me by the hips I would have collapsed by now.

But Rune didn’t let go for a second. When he was all the way inside me, he moved up and down as if to stretch me wider, moaning together with me, his grip on my hips shaking, too. The thought that it feltthisgood for him as well almost brought me over the edge. It had so much power, the idea of pleasing him. More so than I could have imagined.

“Did it hurt?” Rune whispered, keeping himself inside me to the base for a moment.

“No,” I whispered. “Not even a little bit.”

“Good girl,” he said, and there went my knees again, about to give up on me, but then Rune pulled me up.

Wrapping an arm around my waist, he pulled me up until my back was against his chest, his cock still buried inside me. I was on my tiptoes and he had his knees bent because he was much taller than me, but it worked. Somehow, it worked.

We stayed like that for a minute, and it might be the most beautiful thing I’d ever experienced. His hands were all over me and his mouth was on my neck, my shoulder. He touched me like he had been starving for me until this moment, his hands on every inch of me he could reach, tracing my every curve and every edge, again—gently and roughly and everywhere in between.

“Your body is my map to heaven, wildling. The stars must have made you for me,” Rune whispered in my ear.

“Yes,” I whispered back. I agreed wholeheartedly. I was made for this man no matter where I came from or where I was going.

Wrapping his arm around my waist to hold me in place, Rune moaned as he pushed himself deeper inside me. Then he pulled back, almost took himself out of me all the way, before he thrust forward again with twice as much strength. The feel of him was so delicious, I screamed.

He held all my weight with his arm, his other hand in my hair, fisting it, pulling my head to the side so he could claim my lips while he fucked me. My moans became louder the more of him I felt until I was begging him to move faster, and he didn’t hesitate. He took us even closer to the stone wall, put my hands against it. He pulled me by the hips until I was on my tiptoes again, then continued to pound into me from behind.

I came embarrassingly fast. His fingers were on my clit and he was rising on his tiptoes, too, to give me all his length. The second time he did it, I let go, pushing my hips back as far as I could, and Rune didn’t move. He let me have all of him as he continued to rub me, making the orgasm last twice as long.

I thought I’d be exhausted by then, completely spent, but instead I had more energy than before. I wanted more of him—I wanted everything.

So, when he continued to fuck me, I bent over all the way again and pushed him back with my hips, because I wanted to feel him like that, too. He reached new depths in that position, and I was never for a secondnotaroused, even though I’d just come seconds ago.

Rune muttered under his breath words I couldn’t even hear properly because my ears were full of the sound of our skins when his pelvis slammed onto my ass.

It was perfect, but the more of his cock I felt inside me, the more I wanted to taste him. And since this would be the last time we were in this tunnel, so secluded and literally away from the whole world, I was going to have exactly what I wanted.

“Rune, stop,” I whispered, and he did so immediately. He moved back, hands on my hips still.

“Does it hurt?”

I turned around and, yes, my legs were absolutely numb. Could hardly feel them when I went closer to him, to see his face, his bloodshot eyes wide and his lips parted while his chest rose and fell as fast as mine. His hair was all over the place, and I reached up and smoothed it behind his head while he wrapped his arms around me automatically, analyzing every inch of my face, waiting for an answer. And I thought,how in the world did I get so damn lucky?

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