Page 144 of Thorns & Fire
Wren’s legs buckled and he extricated himself smoothly, holding her up, holding her close.But Wren twisted to face him, her hands at his belt.
‘I want to feel you, all of you, inside me,’ she murmured, buttons popping free beneath her fingers.
‘We should get back to our rooms,’ Torj managed, his breath stolen as a warm hand closed around his cock.
‘I think that ship has sailed, Bear Slayer,’ Wren said wryly.
She pumped him slowly, his whole body tensing in anticipationof the next stroke.Her hand worked him over until he was groaning into the crook of her neck, his balls tightening.
‘Need to fuck you,’ he growled, his hands sliding down to her backside again.
‘So fuck me, Warsword,’ she challenged.
He didn’t need telling twice.He picked her up and propped her against the plinth as she pulled her skirts up around her waist.
Torj aligned the head of his cock with her entrance, holding his breath, tensing his body so he didn’t lose control too soon.
Wren arched her hips towards him, and the tip of him slipped inside.
‘Fuck,’ he groaned, watching the crown of his cock disappear inside her.‘Embers,’ he rasped.‘Look at this view...See how well you take me...’
There was nothing more erotic than watching Wren’s eyes widen at the sight.
‘Give me more,’ she panted.
Torj gave her another inch, slowly, savouring the tight heat of her around his cock.‘Like this?’
‘Stop toying with me, Bear Slayer.’
At her command, he slid home, watching as she took every inch, watching as her head tipped back in ecstasy with a gasp.
Torj gripped her hips and thrust inside her again and again, curses spilling from his lips as he gave himself over to her.Sweat beaded on his brow as he moved, his muscles trembling with restraint while she pulsed around his shaft.
Wren freed her breasts from the top of her gown, cupping them with her hands and pinching her nipples.
‘Fuck,’ Torj muttered at the sight, feeling his climax build.Gods, she was perfect.So fucking perfect.He reached between them and stroked Wren’s clit until she was bucking against him, demanding more.
‘Torj,’ she cried out.‘I’m going up in flames—’
‘Me too, Embers.’
Her walls contracting around him set him alight, and he erupted with a carnal moan.Pleasure rippled through him, a powerful tidal wave as he spilled himself inside her.
‘Furies fucking save me,’ he panted against her chest.‘You’re going to kill me.’
She brushed a damp lock of hair from his eyes.‘I’m not nearly done with you.’
He huffed a hoarse laugh as he slid himself free, and helped Wren steady herself as he let her down, tucking his cock back into his leathers with a grimace at the mess.
Wren fixed herself as well, and they both paused behind the plinth, listening for any sign of life beyond.All was quiet, which only made Torj cringe at how loud they might have been, how their moans might have echoed across the academy grounds.
‘That was reckless of us,’ Wren said lightly, peering out at the stone pavers.
‘I blame you and your wandering hands at the tavern,’ Torj quipped, nuzzling her neck, dropping a kiss to the sensitive spot there.
Wren leaned into his touch.‘Perhaps next time we can fuck in a bed?’
Torj kissed her, hard.‘I’ll fuck you wherever you want, Embers.’
