Page 146 of Lifebound

“No,” I whispered, leaning in to kiss his lips. “But I want to taste you.”

His eyes closed and he moaned. Reaching down for his cock, I rose on my tiptoes and put it between my thighs, the length of him against my slick folds.

“I want you to come in my mouth,” I whispered, something I might be embarrassed about tomorrow, but I needed all of him today.

His tongue was in my mouth the next second and he kissed me until I couldn’t breathe. I was burning to feel him in my mouth now that the idea had gotten ahold of me, so the moment he let go, I fell to my knees, and gave my legs a much needed break, too. Rune growled as he looked down at me, his hands on my hair, pushing it away from my face, wrapping it around his fist like rope.

And his cock was right in front of me, hard and thick and glistening with my juices still. I took him in my shaking hands and held him up, and fuck, I wanted to do this right. As excited as I was, I wanted to take my time and I wanted him to enjoy this as much as I enjoyed everything he did to me. So, I looked up at him and our eyes locked before I stuck out my tongue and flicked it over his tip.

Rune leaned forward like he was about to lose his balance and put his hand against the wall behind me. I continued to lick the surface of him, taste my own sweetness as well as him, and I looked up as much as I could before I lost myself to the sensation. Before I wrapped my lips around his tip and took him in my mouth all the way until he was against my throat.

His moans filled my head. My eyes closed and I focused on the taste of him, on feeling him against my tongue, and fuck, he was so much more delicious than I thought he would be. Soft and smooth skin pulsating with warmth against my tongue, and the harder I sucked him and the faster I moved, the more violent the thrust of his hips and the harder he pulled on my hair.

Pleasing him was definitely one of the highlights of my life now, and the more he moaned my name, the wetter I got between my legs. I was so turned on I wanted to devour him completely for hours, but Rune didn’t last for much longer.

Pulling me back by the hair, he straightened up again, brought his other hand around my chin, and he took over. He held my head in place and slowly moved in and out of my mouth, looking down at my lips wrapped around his cock like it was a damn miracle. Tears streamed from my eyes. He was big enough that not even half of him fit me before the tip of him reached the back of my throat.

“Ready?” he said only a few seconds in, and I didn’t get the chance to even bob my head. He thrust himself deep inside me, and his warm cum spilled down my throat.

I’d never done this before, but Betty had, and she had said it was easy—just swallow as it comes.

She was absolutely right.

And no—there is no such thing astoo much informationbetween girlfriends. I was thankful for it now because I didn’t even panic. Instead, I enjoyed every second of it, and I was already thinking about when I could do this again when Rune pulled himself out of my mouth and fell on his knees in front of me.

The answer was so simple it nearly brought me torealtears—Iwouldn’t.

His hands were on my face. I closed my eyes, afraid he’d see my sudden desperation, and I didn’t want to ruin the moment. I wanted to hold on to this for as long as possible.

Rune hugged me, and my cheek was pressed to his chest, so I heard his heart galloping at the same speed as mine. I wrapped my arms around his torso, too, and we stayed there for a while to cool down, catch our breath—while the ugly voice in my head that wouldn’t leave me alone whispered,it’s over, it’s over, it’s over for real.

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The lookin his eyes said that he wanted to talk to me. He wanted to say something.

And I wanted to say something, too. I wanted to sayeverything.

Neither of us did.

As we walked deeper into the cave, Rune sometimes turned back to look at me, and my heart would stand still, thinkingnow he’ll say something, tell me what he’s thinking, what he wants,but then he’d think better of it.

And as much as I hated it, I was also relieved. Because whatever it was that he wanted to say, whatever it was that hewanted,it was going to make me feel worse. It was going to tear me apart even more. The future was uncertain, and I had no idea what happened once the prince was awake.

But all of it could be worse if I knew that maybe Rune wanted me tostay.

All of it would be much worse if I knew that Rune wanted me to leave and never visit again.

So, in the end, I didn’t have the courage to say a single word.

The sound of our footsteps was the only thing we heard. We walked at a steady pace, and the boots helped in keeping my feet light and pain-free. The leg that I’d fractured was fully healed now. No sign of pain anywhere. I was perfectly okay, physically speaking. Full of food—and of Rune, too. Just the thought of being on my knees in front of him made my skin raise in goose bumps automatically and turned me on.

I kept thinking,what if we just stay here for another day?We had more food left in that bag because Rune didn’t really need much. We were alone. We were together.Why not?

“Look,” Rune said after a while, pointing at the ceiling ahead of us. The birds that never once stopped glowing so brightly moved higher up to show me what he wanted me to see. The roots, thick and thin that came through to the tunnel from the ground up there weremoving.

I stopped walking, blinked my eyes to make sure I wasn’t seeing things, but I wasn’t. Those roots were moving to the sides, some faster and some slower, like they were fucking alive.

“What the fuck.” My voice was loud, and it echoed all the way up there to those roots.

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