Page 37 of Saved By the Headless Horseman
“Sweeter than honey,” he sighs.“Food tastes like ash in my mouth, but your sweetness cannot be denied.”
I prop myself up on my elbows, tilting my head to the side.His hardness tucks into my folds and enters me in one thrust.I moan into the sheets, gripping them between my white knuckles.
“If only you could see how well you take my cock.This is what you were born to do.”He chuckles darkly, snatching my hair in his fist until my back bows to him.“They wanted you to be a noble lady, but that could never be your role.You're too wanton—passionate.You need to be fucked, Scarlett.Those weak lords never could’ve satisfied you.”
“Yes!”
My breasts jostle as he pounds into me.
“You needed someone strong.Someone who would put you in your place.That’s why you sought me out in the stables, knew I was the only man who could satisfy your tight holes.Isn’t that right?”
I nod frantically.His hand whips through the air and connects with my ass.The bite of pain heightens my arousal.Wetness coats my inner thighs and drips onto the bed below.My breath catches as he fucks me even harder.His hips press against my tender flesh, and I can barely breathe.
“This is your place, Scarlett.Not the lady of some manor, not some stuffy duchess—you are mine.Your place is in our bed, where I can fuck you long and hard.Forever.”
“You always had such a filthy mouth.”My words slur.
I moan as he snatches my head back even further.Another sharp smack is delivered to my other ass cheek, then the other.Over and over until pain radiates from both.My climax looms, and I clench down tightly on his thrusting cock.Krane snarls behind me.His fingers grip my hips to leverage himself more into me.
“Do that again and I’ll flood your little cunt with my seed.Enough that it’ll drip from you until morning.”
A delicious shiver runs through me.His cinnamon scent fills my lungs.
“Please, I want it.”
My voice is a breathy pout.Krane’s hand flattens on my back and pushes me into the mattress.He fucks me deeply, tickling the hidden spot within me he’s always been able to find.Our bodies slap together in the symphony of love.Each thrust is a beautiful mix of pleasure and pain.
“Scream for me, Scarlett.”
I do as he says.With one hand sneaking under my hips, he works my clit in tight, fast circles.My breath catches in my throat, and I’m thrown from this world into the next.Flames dance over my skin, and everything around me melts away.
This climax is different from all the others he’s given me before.It is truly the beginning of what the future holds for us.It binds us together; every part of us is connected.Especially as Krane thrusts into me once, twice, then goes still with a chest-rattling groan.He falls along my sweaty back as he releases torrents of his warm seed inside of me.There is so much it spills out of me and coats my inner thighs.
He rings himself dry in me before pressing kisses along my shoulders and spine.When he withdraws, I fall forward into the mattress.Every part of my body is singing.I feel changed forever.Krane rolls me onto my side next to him, and I taste the salty tears coating my cheeks.
“Scarlett?”His voice is thick with worry.“Did I hurt you?I never should’ve spoken to you like that.I was too rough, Scar.I’m sorry, I’ll never?—”
I silence him with a trembling kiss.My body curls into his warm chest, my fingers dance over his birthmark.Everything is right.I would go through all of the pain again to have him like this.
I finally understand his curse.
If what Bram says is true, that he was always going to die, our love was too powerful to let that happen.Death could not separate us.He was brought back to me because we vowed never to be parted.Those words in theWhispering Woodshad meant something.Our love conquered death, and this was the proof of it.
“You didn’t hurt me, Krane.I’m happy—so, so happy.”
Relief is stark on his face.I trace the grooves of his pumpkin with my thumb.Krane holds me close, fingers skimming up my spine.Exhaustion weighs me down.
“I’m happy too.Didn’t think it would be possible to feel like this again.”
Taking a deep breath, I give a solemn nod.
“Tomorrow night, we will go after my father.He has to pay for what he’s done.”
Krane nods, shifting his fingers through my hair.
“Tomorrow will be a time for vengeance.”He presses a kiss to my sweaty brow.“Tonight is a time for love.”
I laugh softly, a smile breaking out on my lips.
