Page 111 of Fractured
Then he slipped one under my shirt. The rough skin of his hand felt like heaven against my stomach. He squeezed my waist hard enough to make me moan. I opened my eyes halfway, needing to see his face when he pulled the shirt off my body—and I saw exactly how close we were to the edge.
No wonder all I could hear was the water—we were barely two feet away from the edge of the cave, where the water poured down the heaviest.
And my back wasn’t against stone at all—it was against a large piece of crystal, dark, with shimmer underneath the surface, which was as smooth as if it had just been polished.
Rune’s eyes caught the little light, and it made them look like they were gemstones, too, far more precious to me than anything one could find in thiscave.
Every word of complaint died on my tongue. The edge was not that close, anyway. We’d survive.
He took off my shirt lightning fast and crashed his lips to mine again, this time violently. Impatiently. Like he was done being gentle—and fuck, I was here for it.
I kissed him back with the same urge and slipped my hands underneath his shirt, touched his smooth skin, the curves of his muscles underneath. God, I was burning.
He parted my legs, then put his between them, raising his knee. I rubbed myself against his thigh uncontrollably, so close so fast it could have been funny. His name fell from my lips every few seconds, and his fingers dug into my skin harder each time he heard my whisper. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders, trailed his chest with my fingertips and went lower, to the button of his pants that were getting in my way. Rune let me, put down his leg for a moment as he bit the side of my neck and played with my nipples the way only he knew how. My hands shook but I didn’t hesitate. I unzipped his pants and pushed them down until I could stick my hands under his underwear and take his hard cock in my hands.
Fuck, the way he felt. By now I was pretty sure that I was never going to get used to it, that every single time was going to feel like thefirsttime.
Rune thrust his hips forward as I ran my hands up and down his thickness, eyes squeezed shut, his forehead pressed to mine. For a moment he was completely frozen in place, which was how I knew that this felt like the first time for him, too.
The next moment, I was on my knees as if someone had possessed me—a very horny someone salivating to feel his cock against my tongue. I didn’t wait, I didn’t take it easy, not until I felt his tip against the back of my throat. My eyeswere full of tears in seconds, and I moved faster every time I took him in. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and I could tell he was looking down at me, but I was too focused on how he felt, the taste of him, the smoothness of him against my tongue. Whatever the hell it was about him, I wanted to stay on my knees like this forever. I’d never get tired, even when my jaws turned numb. I never wanted to stop.
And Rune enjoyed every second of it, too. His voice was muffled by the sound of the water falling, but I stillfelthim in the way he pulled at my hair, pushed me harder by the second, used me whichever way he liked. He knew I was here to please him. If that was the sole purpose of my existence, I would fucking take it.
I held his cock at the base with one hand and massaged my naked breasts with the other, and I was only just getting comfortable when he stopped me. Pulled my head back by the hair until my scalp was on fire. I moaned in complaint, my saliva and his precum on my mouth and lips, dripping down my chin, my tears wetting my cheeks.
I was going to tell him that I wanted more,neededmore, but when he pulled up my head to see my face, the look in his eyes called to a deep, primal side of me. He brought his hand to my face and gripped my chin, and I could have sworn he was growling as he trailed my wet lips, then stuck his thumb in my mouth.
“Suck,”he said, and I read the word on his lips more than heard it.
I obeyed.
Just like I’d done to his cock a moment ago, I sucked on his thumb, and let him have his way with me, move in and out between my lips, touch the back of my throat until I gagged again, until he was satisfied.
My hands were on his cock.His thumb was in my mouth. He pulled it out all of the sudden, and I had been sucking still so my lips made a popping sound that echoed in the cave despite the pouring water.
Rune closed his eyes, brought his thumb to his own mouth and licked it.
Then said, “My turn.”
Before the minute was over, my panties were off me, and my thighs were on his shoulders, and Rune’s mouth was on my pussy, devouring me like he’d been waiting years for a taste.
My screams when I came the first time could have caved the entire ceiling in and I still wouldn’t have cared. My back was against the smooth surface of the large crystal, and Rune was on his knees in front of me, face buried between my thighs, holding me up with such ease as he ate me—and I couldn’t care about anything else if I tried.
Fuck, he really was good with his mouth. And with his fingers. And with his cock.
When the second orgasm rolled in, I knew it was going to be more powerful than the first. I didn’t think whether somebody would see us, or if Raja and Vair would come back—I just needed him to keep going forever.
However, Rune had other plans.
He hadbetterplans, like always, and when he stopped thrusting his tongue inside me. He looked up at me, my thighs still over his shoulders, and he grinned. That gleaming in his eyes that made him look so young, so carefree—I adored it, especially when he slowly brought out his tongue to lick my juices off his lips while keeping eye contact every second.
This guy could make me come just by smiling at me, I swear.
But what he did instead was put my legs down and stand up, grab my face in his hands and kiss me until I didn’t feel any other part of my body anymore. His tongue and the sweet taste of my own juices was a combination made in heaven—or possibly hell.
I was smiling, so fuckinghighfrom the aftermath of that pleasure as he kissed my jaw, moved up to my ear, and I knew we weren’t done yet.
“Every inch,” Rune whispered as he kissed and bit my skin, touching me almost violently, gripping my boobs and my ass and sticking his finger inside me all the way, making me gasp. “Every inch of you is mine, wildling. Inside…”Thrust.“Outside.”Thrust.“Forever.”
