Page 32 of Witch's Exile
I smirked and slid my hands down his body to shamelessly grab his perfect ass. "That may be true, but you're my fucking idiot. And you're not allowed to punish either of us like that again."
He returned my grin and doubled down.
Still inside me, he lifted me off the porch railing and abruptly turned around. His hand still gripping at the base of my skull protected my head as he pressed my body against the solid front door.
"So what should I punish you for?" He resumed thrusting, faster and harder this time, holding me pinned to the door like I weighed nothing. "Maybe for mouthing off with those pretty lips I love so much?"
"Bite me," I challenged. The flash of excitement in his eyes both frightened and thrilled me. I knew if I kept pushing him, he'd push back worse but that was exactly what I craved from him.
He released my thighs so my feet shakily touched down to the floor. My ripped leggings still covered the majority of my legs. I'd have to remind him later he owed me new ones.
He spun me around and pressed a large, heavy hand against my upper back, pushing my chest and cheek into the door. With his other hand he quickly made a bigger mess of my leggings. The seam ripped from my crotch up to the back which he tore apart savagely. My butt cheeks were now exposed to the elements.
Smack!
Including Raum's hand.
"Fuck, I've missed seeing my hand prints all over your gorgeous ass," he growled, alternating ruthless smacks on each of my cheeks until I whimpered. The sting was extra sharp from the chilly night air, and yet I felt the impact of each one ring out in my nipples and my clit.
Then he slid inside my soaking core and wasted no time in pounding me. I screamed into the wood as he took me the way no one else did. His hips bounced off my ass as he fucked me hard and deep. And he did bite me. He held onto my shoulder with his teeth, sending all the sensations running through me into overdrive. The burning pleasure and the sweetest pain became too much for my senses.
My orgasm built up too fast and sent me crashing over the edge without warning. With a heavy groan, he released inside me as my convulsions never seemed to stop.
Breathing heavily, he leaned his forehead against my back. His rough bite turned to soft kisses as we came down from our high together. My legs wobbled despite his strong grip holding me up.
I turned my head to kiss him, sucking his lip into my mouth.
"I'm not even close to done with you yet," I rasped.
His soft laughter sent goosebumps along my skin and stiffened my nipples into tight nubs that ached for his mouth.
"You still think you can handle me, little witch?" He snaked his hands around me and soothed my tender nipples with his hot palms.
I fumbled for the door handle to head inside and gave him another biting kiss.
"I'm the only one who can."
