She beamed at him, and his chest squeezed. The past sennight had been a veritable whirlwind of activity between them. During the day, he manned the helm, and she tended to her plants and learned from Duncan. Then they would spar, and Heather would teach him all she’d learned. And in the evenings, they would fuck. It was amazing.Shewas amazing.
Aiming for a surprise attack, Percy gripped her elbow and pulled. Pride swelled in his chest as she spun, withdrew her sheathed dirk, and pressed it beneath his chin.
He chuckled, but his laughter swiftly fled as she pressed herself against him. Lust hummed through his body, and he groaned.
“Don’t tempt me, woman, unless you wish to be bent over the chest of drawers and taken from behind.”
Heat flared in her green eyes, and she tossed the dirk aside, fully crushing herself against his chest. “You cannot threaten something as delicious as that and not deliver, sir.”
His heart hiccoughed, and he turned them, using his size and experience to take control and press her arse against the chest of drawers.
“Is that what you want right now, Heather?” he growled. “For me to be rough when I take you?”
A low moan escaped her, and he took that as confirmation. He knew what she wanted, and, by damn, he would give it to her.
He gripped her hips and spun her, then ground the ridge of his erection into her arse. She gasped, and he exulted. Reaching around her, he made quick work of the falls of her breeches and tugged, exposing the perfect globes of her arse to his view.
“Put your elbows on the chest of drawers,” he ground out.
Her breath hitched as she bent forward.
“That’s right. Oh, you’re so good.Fuck, and so wet for me already.”
His gaze trailed down her exposed form, his cock straining to be released at the sight of her glistening cunny. He wanted to lick her, to spend his time worshipping her body. But she wanted hard and fast, and he would bloody give it to her.
Gripping a cheek in each of his hands, he squeezed them simultaneously. Little tremors of pleasure danced along his nerves and quivered in his abdomen. He loved how the flesh of her arse bulged between his fingers.Hell’s tits, but he wanted to bite her.
“Stay just like that,” he instructed, his voice rough. “Do not move.”
Condoms, he reminded himself. Must have those. Another element might be fun for her, as well. He hurried to the bed to retrieve a condom, then in two strides he reached behind the chest to withdraw a mirror. He placed it on the chest of drawers in front of Heather, leaning it against the wall.
“Hold this steady,” he told her.
She did, clasping the bottom edges as she locked gazes with him through the reflection.
“Now,” he grunted. “Keep your gaze on me. Watch me fuck you.”
Her neck was flushed, and her eyes were half-lidded, but she nodded.
His trembling fingers fumbled with the buttons at his falls, and he muttered a short curse before he finally slid the material down his legs. His cock was painfully rigid and jumped at each touch of his hands as he donned the condom and tied off the ribbon.
The grin of triumph on his lips was fleeting as he stepped forward, gripped himself, and wet the tip of his cock with her dew. He hissed.
“Please, Percy,” she whimpered.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked, poised at her entrance.
She spread her legs further and tilted her hips upward, presenting herself beautifully for him.
Fuck.
“Yes, Percy,” she moaned. “Take me, touch me.Anything. Please.”
Hell, that gift ofcarte blancheboth swelled his chest and tightened his cods. And he wasted not one second more, thrusting into her tight, slick cunny until he was fully inside. He gripped her hips, holding her hard against him.
A keening moan tore from her lips, and her eyes slid closed.
“Eyes on me,” he grunted, sliding out and in again.
