She reached between them to grasp his cock and line it up with her pussy. Slowly, she sank down until he was completely inside her.
Her breath hitched and he felt the muscles that surrounded his cock tighten as she gradually lifted her body.
Astra’s movements were slow, almost easy, but he could see the pulse hammering at her throat and hear her shallow gasps as she rode him. Pleasure held a razor-sharp edge, almost edging into pain. He never wanted it to end but knew he would have no choice.
Astra leaned forward, pressing her hands to his chest, and her hips moved faster. Her pussy tightened and he knew she was getting close to orgasm.
The metal in his hands creaked as his body tensed. He wanted to put his hands on her. All over her. But he didn’t trust himself at the moment. Blood lust and arousal were a dangerous combination, and he was too on edge to rely on his self-control.
Her head flew back, and she cried out, her hips slamming into his as the orgasm rolled through her. Rune stopped holding back and came with her, the scream of metal snapping lost over the roar of blood in his ears.
Astra let her head fall forward and her hair drifted over his abdomen. He tried to catch his breath, to think of something to say, but all he could manage was a low groan. Her eyes came up to meet his and she smiled slightly. Then her gaze drifted above his head and widened.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
He twisted his head to look up and saw that he’d basically ripped apart the metal headboard. There was a small stream of blood on his hand, but he couldn’t see any wounds, so they must have closed already.
“I’m fine. Just got a little…worked up.”
Astra moved off him, getting to her feet. “I’ll be right back.”
She disappeared into the bathroom, and he heard his cabinets opening and closing a couple of times, then water running, before she came back with a damp washcloth.
“Here. This way you won’t get blood stains on the sheets.”
He wasn’t that worried about it since his sheets were black like a lot of the furniture in his house, but he took the cloth anyway.
Astra sat on the bed next to him, watching as he wiped the blood away. “Do you need a bandage?”
“No, I heal too fast for that. The wounds are gone already.”
Her brows rose. “Nice.”
He realized he needed to deal with the condom and sat up completely, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “Be right back.”
His brain was beginning to clear, and he hurried to clean up and return to the bedroom, half worried that she would have gathered her stuff and gotten dressed in the few minutes he was gone.
Everything had happened so fast and all he’d done is lay back and enjoy the ride. While that was nice, he’d had plans. Lots of plans. And he still wanted a chance to implement them.
To his relief, she was lying in his bed when he returned, the black sheet pulled up over her body to her chest. He climbed in next to her and dragged her closer to kiss her.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized.
Her brow creased in a frown. “For what?”
Rune trailed a finger over her shoulder. “For not bringing you pleasure.”
She shook her head. “You did.”
“I didn’t do anything but lay there and hold on for dear life.”
A wicked grin spread across her face. “That was the fun part.”
He couldn’t help but kiss her again. “Maybe, but I had some ideas.” His finger trailed lower to her breast. “And plans.”
“I would definitely be open to your suggestions,” she teased. “But I need a little break first.”
“Good.” He paused. “Will you stay the night?”
