Page 60 of Infala: The Bonding Games
“Fuck it,” he said, rolling them both over in a fluid motion, his hips moving steady and firm, driving his cock deep inside her. “I want you to take it,” he growled in her ear, their bodies flushing hot with passion in sync. “Take every last bit I give you.”
“Yesssss,” she moaned, the abrupt shift in his energy, the gleam of barely restrained want in his eyes and the way it felt like he was taking her and claiming her as his own making her nearly climax from the sheer mental hotness of it all. It was like she’d fantasized on occasion, but this reality was so much better. “Fuuuuccck!” she cried out as his lips latched onto her nipple, sucking hard, his hands grabbing hers and holding them above her head as he pounded into her. “Yes. Yessss!”
The intensity flared, his fingers switching it up, snaking through her hair as he held her head tight. Ziana’s nails dug into his back and shoulders despite how short she’d been keeping them. The two rolled off the bed and onto the floor without missing a beat, Ziana landing on top, riding him like a mad woman.
She came hard as her clit slammed into his pelvis, his cock stretching her to her limits in the most incredible way. Dorrin came seconds later, shooting a blast of cum into her as they both cried out from the intensity.
He lifted her off his erection and spun her around, bending her over the bed and driving into her from behind, one hand on her hip, the other on her back, pressing her into the bed, his own cum slicking him as he plunged into her. She grabbed thesheets hard, nearly tearing them as another enormous orgasm ripped through her from the sheer depth of him overwhelming her senses.
Her vision went blurry, her eyes watering so fast she couldn’t see for a moment. Dorrin pulled her up, her back arching as he wrapped his arm around her, cupping her breast firmly as he thrust into her hard and steady from behind.
“Mine,” he growled, his body shuddering as he came again.
It was something he’d always been able to do. To come repeatedly. But never had it been like this. So frantic. So hard. And back-to-back-to-back.
He pulled out and stood, spinning her around and lifting her up into the air by her ass then setting her onto his cock as they slammed into the wall, fucking like wild beasts, clawing at each other, biting one another’s neck, shoulders, and chests. Furniture broke and decorations were shattered as the two frantically reveled in one another all over their bungalow until finally, quite some time later, they lay in a sweaty, heaving heap on the floor surrounded by what looked like a tornado’s aftermath.
Dorrin gently kissed the dazed woman in his arms on her forehead, an unfamiliar feeling of tenderness and care welling up within him. They’d been through some things together, and that had, in a very unusual way, brought them far closer than either had realized. And the shift from reluctant, and almost hateful, teammates to lovers had been as abrupt as it had been amazing.
What in the world was that?he marveled as he lay quietly in the aftermath of their epic sex.I never knew that was possible. Not for me.
“What are you thinking?” Ziana asked, looking at his handsome face with sex-dazed eyes.
He grinned and kissed her gently. “Just that we are covered in bruises, scrapes, and all sorts of marks. And they weren’t there after we left the caverns.”
Ziana laughed, and, crazy as it seemed, Dorrin thought it was the most delightful sound he’d ever heard.
“Let ‘em wonder,” she said, burying her face in his neck and biting hard.
“Hey!”
She switched to his lips, kissing him passionately, her tongue dancing with his before she pulled back to stare at his beautiful, manly face. “One more won’t make a difference,” she chuckled.
He felt his cock stir yet again, a wicked gleam sparkling in his eye. “I suppose not. And speaking of one more.”
The pair reveled in each other yet again. Regardless of whatever might await them later, at least for now this was a perfect morning and moment of grace.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Dorrin and Ziana spent a long time showering. In part because they couldn’t keep their hands off each other now that the sexual tension Rubicon had been crossed, but also because picking the bits of broken furniture and decor from their skin simply took a while. Fortunately, while there would be some bruising and floor, rug, wall, and sheet burns, the actual damaged bits of their bodies were minor enough that the healing salve would make quick work of them, sealing, scabbing, and mending their flesh in no time.
“If your runes were complete, you would heal even faster,” Dorrin noted, caressing her skin as he gently lathered her body with a soothing body wash.
“So you’ve said. But the other stuff would be pretty useful right about now too,” she noted. “That extra speed and strength? Yeah, that would have come in handy yesterday.”
“It infuriates me they did this to you. Yet even with this disadvantage you did quite well without them.”
“I suppose.”
“And Galla’s nose might have properly exploded if you’d possessed the strength to hit her any harder,” he added with achuckle. “By the way, I meant to say that, while punching her was ill-advised, what I did not mention at the time was that it was also satisfying as hell.”
“Why thank you,” she replied with a little curtsey.
“I mean it. You latched onto the one thing no one had ever thought to take advantage of. A loophole in the rules that you put to good use, and apart from her brother, I can’t think of a more deserving recipient. Of course, I’m quite certain they will change the rules from here out, specifically excluding the tunnel from the course proper.”
“We wouldn’t want any more elites getting their faces pushed in now, would we?”
“A great many would enjoy that, actually. And that’s where the problem arises. They wish to maintain their control quietly, without overt conflict. But not all are satisfied with their rule, and seeing a commoner stand up to them? Well, it’s one thing to beat them in a few rounds of events within the games. But this was something far more visceral. And that is dangerous to their grip on the reins of power. They’ll come for you to make a statement that resonates with the people. They’ll come for both of us.”
