by S Lawrence
I’m going to get drunk on her. She will become my addiction.
Her hips shift slightly in an unspoken plea. Instead of giving her what she wants, I shift over her, dragging my tongue up her stomach to the underside of her breast. One hand comes up and I run it over her left breast, the full mound of it filling my hand as I knead it. Still I watch her face.
How far can I push her?
I test her desires, test her limits.
Squeezing her breast harder, I then roll the taut nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Her eyes widen slightly then the lids fall to half mast. I squeeze it harder as I lick over the right nipple then draw it into my mouth. She arches into both, her breath catching. I suck on the flesh hard and pinch the other harder and she moans.
She is beautiful in her need.
I let her nipple slide from my lips. “I want to do bad things to you.”
“Yes,” she answers, feeding my need.
I move back down her body slowly until I’m kneeling once again. She frowns but I don’t give her what she wants. Not yet. Instead, I grab her and flip her over, smiling at her gasp. Her gorgeous ass is right in front of me, and I run my hands over it, feeling the smoothness.
Her body starts to relax, and before she can recognize what is happening, I raise my hand and bring it down hard. The sound of my palm hitting her flesh makes my cock harder than it already was. The pale creaminess turns pale pink.
I lean down and run my tongue through the fresh wetness that is coating her pussy. She pushes back against my mouth, and I use my other hand to slap her other cheek. Then I begin to devour her, thrusting my tongue in and out, biting with my teeth, pushing her pain and pleasure. Sliding my hand, I move my mouth slightly, just enough to hook my thumb inside her then start to lick over her again. Flicking the hard numb, I push her as I feel her begin to quiver.
I slide my other hand up along her spine and grab the dark hair there, pulling her head back and forcing her back to arch. It raises her ass, giving me better access. I take full advantage, shifting so I can replace my thumb with two fingers. I pump them in and out while sucking on her clit. She is panting. Shaking.
“Hagen,” she cries, begging. “Please.”
“Not yet.” I pull her hair harder but pull my mouth away, letting her come down.
She whimpers, pushing back with her hips. My fingers are still buried deep within her, and I feel her muscles clenching around them.
“Please.”
I relish the tone, the submission.
“On your knees.”
She moans as she complies, and I remove my hands just long enough to undo my pants and shove them down. I want her too much to take my time. I push her forward on the bed as I rise up. She stays on her knees as I move behind her.
Curving over her, I whisper in her ear, “I can’t be slow so instead, I’m going to be hard and fast.”
“Yes.”
“Good.” I kiss her between her shoulder blades then line my cock up with her entrance.
Rising up, I look as I run my dick over her, wetting it. She pushes back, but I place my hand in between her shoulders and push her upper body down, raising her ass even more. Then I thrust in hard, burying myself in one move. She cries out, the pleasure too intense.
I pull out and thrust forward again. My hands grip her hips, holding her in place. I pound into her over and over until she is chanting my name and pushing back into me, making every thrust harder.
Taking one hand, I reach around and pinch that erect nub. She screams as the orgasm rushes through her, surprising her, and her muscles clamp down on me like a vice. I pound harder until I feel fire burning up my legs. I come in her, my cock flexing as her muscles milk me. I collapse, pulling her down with me, and we lay like that—me locked within her, our breathing ragged.
The sun is setting as I reach around and roll her nipple in between my fingers once again and growl as her muscles clench on me.
“Hagen.” She turns her face to the side, looking back at me.
“My queen.” I run my hands over her skin and she shifts her hips. “You should stop, or I will fuck you again right now.”
She sucks in a breath as her hips shift once more.
“Reyna.” I grab her chin and force her mouth back to mine, kissing her deep and letting her taste herself on my tongue. “You need to rest. Get back in the tub.”
She rises slowly and does as I said but rebels by washing herself as she stands in the water, letting me watch.
Climbing off the bed, I grab the towel we hadn’t used before and wrap it around her. Then I go to the chair in the corner and pick up the clothes I got for her. She can wear them tomorrow, because tonight, I want to feel her skin. I just hope I’ve convinced her not to do as she planned.
She stays wrapped in the towel as she sits on the bed, watching me as I dress.
“I’m going to go get us some food. Stay here.” I lean down and kiss her gently, the dark hunger sated.
“Where would I go?” She murmurs when I pull back.
“Where, indeed.” I turn and stride out, leaving her to wonder at my response.
She is still there when I return with a tray, only she has pulled on the dark red shirt I had left out. It looks good against her pale skin.
“What did you mean?” She asks as I climb on the bed and set the food between us.
“I mean that I saw your face and I know you have a stupid idea in your head.”
She swallows but doesn’t deny it.
“So what did you do?” Because I know she did something.
“I sent a message.” She drops the bomb like nothing. “I’m leaving to keep you all safe.”
“Not without me.” My tone brooks no argument.
“Hagen, no.” She shakes her head.
“Reyna.” I just stare at her. “We will leave tonight after full dark. Call in the clouds. Make a storm like you did before.”
“I don’t know how I did it.”
“Try,” I urge.
She sits on the bed, her legs crossed, and lets her eyes close. I feel the subtle shift in her, and a light begins to surround her. Magic. The clouds move in and the waters grow wild. She opens her eyes and looks out the window, a smile curving her lips.
“I don’t want you to come.”
“I’m sorry but I can’t let you go alone, my queen,” I pledge.
She crawls around the tray and kisses me softly. “I command you not to come.”
“I will do anything for you but that. I love you.”
“You don’t know me,” she argues.
“I know you well enough. Do you think you could love me?”
“I think I’m half in love with you already,” she answers softly.
“Then it is settled. We will protect them,” I tell her.
I leave her on the bed to go tell Travis our plan. She is asleep when I get back, curled on her side. She looks like home. I lie down with her until after midnight. I wake her as I sit up.
Travis has done what I asked and the Black Wolf has fallen back away from my brothers’ ships. I help her up and she pulls on the black leather pants that I knew would fit her like a glove.
“I don‘t like this.”
* * *
He won’t listen but then, I didn’t expect him to and maybe I don’t want him to. We sail away from them, and I stand on the deck, calling for the wind to blow, to fill the sails. It blows my hair and the darkness hides my tears.
Hagen is at my back, and I know he can feel my muscles tense.
“They will understand,” he purrs against my ear. “Eventually.” He kisses my neck and I lean back. “We’ll get away and then you can see if you can figure out the way we need to go.”
I just hope whatever is buried calls to me as it is calling the evil in the world.
I’m thankful Hagen is with me; his love roars louder than my fears.
THE END
Acknowledgments
I am forever grateful for my fami
ly for their never-ending support. The encouragement from my best friend Jen. The editing and sounding board of Summer.
And for the readers. The ones that take a chance on my stories. The ones that come back because they fall for the characters.
Thank You.
About the Author
S Lawrence is an emerging author of paranormal fantasy. She is a mom, a wife, a veteran and a fangirl. She lives just outside New Orleans and can be often found wandering the streets of the Quarter.
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