“What?”
“Touch it,” I rasp. Taking her hand in mine. “Please, Saelûn. I need you to feel what you do to me.”
I guide her palm between us until her fingers wrap around the thick, swollen base of my cock.
“You poor thing,” she gasps. “Andrik, it’s so?—”
“I know.” I shudder beneath her touch, barely holding on. “I’ve never been this engorged. If I don’t release some of this pressure, I won’t fit inside you.”
I press my forehead to hers, breathing hard.
“Please,” I whisper. “I need you, Lumi.”
Her lips part.
“Grind against it,” I beg, one hand braced in the moss, the other wrapped snugly around her hip. “Please—gods. I need to feel you melt on me just once.
“Yes,” she rasps without hesitation. “You don’t have to ask. I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Lay with me?” I whisper, relief flooding through me.
“Forever,” she whispers.
I ease us down onto our sides, facing each other. The forest floor cushions us, soft and cool against our skin.The vines slide slowly from her body, leaving her ready for me.
I drape her top leg over my hip, opening her to me. Her slick heat presses against the base of my shaft, and I have to bite back a groan.
“Wrap your fingers around me,” I rasp, guiding her hand back to the thick bulge of my knot. “Hold your rhûen’ka, Saelûn. And move with me.”
Her hand wraps around the top of me, and her hips roll forward along the bottom.
Thrahk.
Her thigh tightens around my waist as she does it again.
“That’s it, Saelûn,” I pant. “You feel that? That’s for you. I swell for you. I ache for you. There’s not a single part of me that hasn’t been rewritten in your name.”
I can feel her clench when I say it.
She rocks against my knot again, and I swear I see stars.
“Do it again. Show the gods who I belong to.”
She tries to speed up, but her body is so small compared to mine, she can’t get the leverage she needs... and I can’t hold back anymore.
I grab her ass in both hands and hoist her higher, sliding her across the slick shaft until her pussy is pressed flush against it—grinding against my swollen head again and again.
She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders, with every pass. My knot is throbbing so hard it’s making me lightheaded
“Lumi—” My voice fractures. I nuzzle her neck, covering her in my scent. “I can’t hold it much longer.”
Her hips keep rolling, each glide steals another piece of my control.
“Saelûn, I plead. “Please. Let me give you this.”
She pauses. “Give me what?”
I guide my swollen tip down until I’m pressed right against her entrance without penetrating.
