“I’ll buy you whatever you want, Fiella. I don’t care about the gods' damned clothes.” He brought his mouth back to mine as he lowered me onto his throbbing cock in one smooth motion.
He swallowed my sounds as I cried out, pleasure stabbing through me. He set a punishing rhythm, pounding into me as myback scraped against the rough bark of the tree. All I could do was hold on and take it, thoroughly enjoying every moment.
His hands held my hips with a strength that was sure to leave bruises, but I didn’t mind in the slightest.
“You’re mine. Say it,” he gritted out.
I was too lost in bliss to speak, unable to form words.
“Fiella,” he growled. He pulled out of me, and before I could protest, he set me on my feet and whirled me around. He pressed my front to the tree, pulled my arms behind my back, and entered me again in one sharp thrust. He resumed his agonizing rhythm, shoving me closer and closer towards a soul-rending orgasm.
He grasped both of my wrists in one hand, tugging just hard enough to arch my back. My shoulders stretched in protest. My breasts scraped against the tree bark, my tunic protecting me from any abrasions. The sensation only heightened my pleasure.
He pounded into me from behind. The sound of our skin meeting echoed throughout the forest.
“Mine,” he insisted.
“Yours. I’m yours,” I gasped.
“Good girl,” he crooned, finally releasing my arms. I clutched the tree, holding myself steady against the onslaught of sensations Redd was wringing out of me. He reached around me, stroking my clit as his hips continued their delicious torment. I writhed, panting moans bursting out of me.
“Let me keep you,” he groaned.
“Yes, please,” I said, at his mercy. I would have agreed to anything he said at that moment.
His growl raised the hair on my arms, and I twisted my head to look at him over my shoulder, desperate to see his face. His expression was a mix of agony and bliss. Absolute torment.
“I can’t hold on any longer, Fiella. You feelincredible.Come for me,” he gritted out through clenched teeth.
His words were my undoing. I cried out as the orgasm ripped through me, darkening my vision and turning my legs to liquid. Redd’s grip was the only thing keeping me standing. I felt his hands tighten and his rhythm falter as he found his own oblivion, letting out a strangled groan that made me shiver.
When my vision finally cleared and I felt like I could stand on my own again, I pushed myself away from the tree.
His release dripped down my legs, onto the ground beneath me. I glanced at Redd, noticing that his eyes were on my legs as well. He swallowed harshly before tearing his gaze away and clearing his throat.
He tucked himself into his trousers, fastening the button before he spoke.
“I’m sorry about your clothes…” He mumbled.
I laughed, looking around helplessly at the dense forest surrounding us. “You should be! Now I’ve got to make it back to my cottage with my lady bits out on display! I don’t even have my cloak.”
Truly, the loss of clothes was worth it. We would probably pass my cloak on the journey back to town. I collected the tattered remains of my trousers and undergarments, clucking my tongue at the destruction. They would need to be repaired before they would stay on my body again.
The forest had come back to life, the critters resuming their chirping and the bugs restarting their chants. I shivered, the cool air chilling my sweat-streaked skin.
Somehow, Redd’s cloak had remained fastened around his shoulders. He whipped it off and tucked it around me, scooping me up in his arms.
“Hey!” I protested weakly. “I can walk.”
I didn’t put up any real fight.
“I know you can,” he laughed. He tucked me tight against his chest, one arm around my back while the other cradled myknees. “But I would like to carry you. I know how much you hate running, after all.”
I snorted at that, settling into his embrace as he carried me back to his cottage, where I remained for the night, curled into his arms.
Where I belonged.
CHAPTER 44
