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Her pussy clenched around me in the most delicious way. “Understood.”
Shuffling us forward, we neared the edge of the rock, and her breath came in shorter gasps that had nothing to do with her lust. “You will overcome your fear of falling today, sprite, and you will do it as you shatter around my cock.”
“Oh fuck,” she whimpered, trembling against me as I began working circles over her clit with my free hand while the other pinned her in place by her throat. Once she was sufficiently drenched, I slowly released her to the rock, wrapping her long braid around my fist and forcing her head to lift as I fucked her. Izidora’s hands were a foot from the edge that careened into nothingness for thousands of feet, and her heartbeat was like a hummingbird’s wings at the nearness.
But the thrill was soaking my cock, and I smirked as I slid in and out of her with ease. The slick noises coming from our thighs resounded around the mountain, mixing with Izidora’s mewls and my groans of pleasure.
“Are you afraid?” I growled, seating myself fully.
“Yes,” she moaned, throwing her head back at the fullness.
“Then I’ll have to fuck you harder,” I said, releasing her braid and grasping her hips instead.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, cut off as my brutal thrusts shoved her forward, inching toward the edge. The sun crested over the peaks, casting the most brilliant view from our high vantage point. Her gasp was a mix of awe and pleasure, and her pussy tightened around my cock in the most delicious way. She pressed her palms into the rock, forced to still her momentum and push back into me, taking me deeper inside her. “Ruslan, shit, I–”
My grip tightened until she yelped in pain, silencing whatever protest she offered. “You can take it,” I told her. “You will survive because you have survived everything else thrown at you. Now come for me.”
Those words were her undoing because a breath later, her walls clenched around me, forcing my movements to slow.
“Ruslan!” she screamed, loud enough that the echo of her cry lasted until I roared my release and banished the sound.
“Fuck, Izidora, you take my cock so well.” My body twitched as I stilled, sweat dripping down my spine.
My future wife trembled on hands and knees with my dick still inside her, breathing heavy but no longer forcing her way backward and away from the edge. Exiting her was like leaving home, but I pulled her into my arms and carried her a safe distance away, cradling her like she was the most precious gemstone.
“That was…” she started, breathless.
“Exhilarating,” I finished for her. She nodded, her aquamarine eyes alight. I smoothed back her hair, tucking it behind her pointed ear, and planted a kiss on her forehead. “I knew you could handle it.”
“Deep down, I knew I could too.” The shy, sleepy grin that stretched her lips made my heart skip a beat. She was so damn beautiful.
I rocked her in my arms while we came down from our high, until the sun beat heavily on us and the day’s tasks called to us.
“Ready to go?” I groaned, loathe to leave this moment of peace we’d carved for ourselves.
“Yep,” she said, extricating herself from my embrace and pulling on her clothes.
“I’ll move us back to the palace since we are running short on time.”
“And whose fault is that?” she teased, her face still slightly flushed from her orgasms.
“Yours.” She was fully dressed, and I swept her knees out from under her, earning a squeal as she was trapped in my arms. I chanted the spell to take us home, and the rocks blended together until we stood in our suite. I allowed her to slide to the ground, and she fisted my jacket and pulled me in for a quick kiss before sashaying her way to our closet to change. I watched her the entire time, already hungry for more.
Would I ever tire of my mate?
17
“Put this on,” Ruslan said, proffering me a strip of silk fabric when I re-entered our bedroom in clean clothes.
A small smile spread across my lips. “I just changed clothes, surely you don’t want to get them dirty again already.”
Ruslan huffed a dark laugh that went straight to my core, then stepped forward. Cupping the back of my head, he tipped it up so I could stare deep into his eyes. “Sprite, there’s nothing I want more than to spend every moment of every day in bed with you. Hearing you scream my name while you fall apart, those moans you make when I hit just the right spot. Watching you come to life under my fingers.” The hardness digging into my stomach made me want to do all of that and more again.
“But we’re late for your presents.” He brought the blind up and tied it over my eyes. The smooth, cool fabric brushed against my heated cheeks. Hot breath ghosted over my ear a moment later. “And while I am the emperor, and everyone must wait on me, I don’t want the food to get cold.”
Then, Ruslan whispered the words to move us, and I clutched his broad chest, trusting that wherever he was taking us was going to be incredible. Especially with the promise of more toeat. The flying sensation ceased, and as if to make its point, my stomach rumbled loudly.
Ruslan moved my hands from his torso into his own, and led me forward. I tuned in to my most familiar senses - smell and sound - trying to discern where we were. An interesting mix of musk and leather and sugar hit my nostrils, followed by a hushed whisper.
