Without any warning, he plunged his fingers into her tight sheath, extracting the most delightful squeal that evolved into a breathy moan. He continued to thrust harshly into her for a little longer, then withdrew. This time, anger intensified her shout.
"Damn you! I call upon Odin to strike you down for this!"
The laugh escaped before he thought to contain it. "Odin would do the same, if he had you in his arms."
This time, she did attempt to dislodge his hand, but he held fast. She was strong, but he was stronger.
He bit her earlobe. "Stop fighting. I will bind you if I must."
"Filthy mule!"
He laughed and bit her lobe once more, scraping his teeth against the soft flesh. A moment later, his fingers once more slid deep into her, the barest brush of contact against her clit at the same time. She fell back against him, once more meeting his rhythm. When he stilled inside her, she let loose a sob of frustration.
"Tell me what you want, Thora." He crooned the words softly into her ear, drawing another tremor.
"I want more."
"More what?"
Several panting breaths later, she opened her lust-glazed eyes. "More of you. More of what you were doing."
"You want me to make you come?"
Her cheeks reddened, but she held his stare and gave him a single nod.
"Then tell me."
A deep breath shuddered through her. "I want you to make me come."
He arched an eyebrow. He wanted her to say more, and from her expression, she knew it as well. Her lids lowered briefly before she stared almost defiantly at him once more.
"Make me, come. Please. Ari, please make me come."
The husk of her plea undid the hold he had on his body and he drove his fingers into her again, this time using his thumb to firmly caress the hardened bud of flesh, taking her mouth in a bruising kiss at the same time.
It seemed as if she screamed into him, her body bucking furiously beneath him, her long-denied release rolling through her with a force he'd never witnessed. Her juices flowed over his fingers, and he had to tighten his hold, lest she fall from the horse, such was the violence of her release. He kept up his steady movement in her pussy, drawing out each ripple that drove her against his cock.
After what seemed hours, Thora finally quieted in his arms. He pulled his mouth from hers and she leaned her head weakly against his shoulder. He gently slid his hand from her sex, drawing another round of gentle trembling, echoes of her climax.
He lowered her dress, succeeding in only arranging the wool around her hips and upper thighs. With a hand under her arse, he lifted her, carefully sweeping the back of her dress under her bottom. When he settled her back down, he shifted her so she nestled snugly against his chest, her head cradled in the crook of his arm. He lifted his other hand to his mouth at the same moment her eyes fluttered open. Hesitating only an instant, he licked his fingers, tasting her musky sweetness. For a moment, her eyes widened, then darkened with passion once more.
"You will be very busy tonight."
She said nothing, but the delightful way her body tensed then eased sent another shard of fire to his cock.
"You begged, didn't you?"
More silence. He laughed, a brittle sound forced out between clenched teeth when she shifted against his excruciatingly hard shaft. Several moments passed before he breathed steady once more, the painful need settling back to a dull throb.
"I liked hearing it." He whispered the words beside her ear, causing another tremor, igniting his lust to the earlier pitch.
Finally she lifted her gaze, annoyance sparking in her eyes. "You are cruel, but I am too tired to punch you as you deserve."
He chuckled. "Then rest up, Thora. We have a long way to go before we make camp."
She remained silent, but little quivers still passed over her, remnants of the ferocious orgasm he'd drawn from her. When she quieted for the last time, leaning heavily against him, a heavy sigh of satisfaction escaped her. Resting his chin atop her head, he smiled. Holding her as she snuggled against him was as close to Valhalla he'd ever gotten here on Midgard. He anticipated the coming days with eagerness.
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