Another slow lick. Rune opened his eyes. Light from the hallway slashed over them and set them to glowing. I couldn't look away, even as he bent for another lick. Long, slow licks with a flick at the top. Lick and flick. Lick and flick. I shuddered and clawed at the floor.
Then his tongue slid into me.
“Fuck!” I screeched.
Rune pumped that wet muscle into me three times. Just three. Then he sucked at my clit. Sucked and twirled his tongue around it. All while watching me. It was too much. My thighs clenched. My nipples went diamond-hard. Pleasure was everywhere. And then it exploded.
“Rune!” I shouted as I came.
As if his name were a call to arms, Rune shot up onto his knees. I had a second to see that his fly was open and his cock out before it slammed into me. The metal of his zipper hit my flesh, but I didn't care. I grabbed my knees and pulled them back.
“Give me everything you've got, hound!” I snarled. “Don't you dare hold back.”
Rune snarled back, a true snarl, and shoved his jeans down with one hand. His belly clenched and rolled as he bucked into me, that hard shaft feeling enormous with its almost violententry. Every thrust had him slapping my clit with his groin, sending a thumping pleasure through me. Working me past one orgasm and into another. Slam! Slam! Slam! Like heartbeats, ecstasy pulsed through me with every hit.
And through it all, Rune held me pinned with his molten stare and strong hands. He didn't speak, but with him looking at me like that, words were unnecessary. His eyes said, “I need you.” They said, “There is no one who can satisfy me as you can.” They said, “Mine!”
I shrieked again, unable to hold back another orgasm. Between his stare and his unrelenting pounding, drawing things out was impossible.
For both of us.
With one last thrust, Rune locked up against me and flooded my channel. He cried out, the sound part howl, part roar, and all man. I could feel his cock kicking inside me. Pulsing through his pleasure. And then he fell forward, onto his forearms.
After resting his head for a second on my breast, he lifted it and met my stare. “I'm going to take you in every way that a man can take a woman. And then I'm going to do it all over again.”
I practically purred my response, “Yes, you are.”
Chapter Ten
“Can you talk about your work?” I asked Rune as we sat at my dining table, in the open area just outside my kitchen.
The undefined dining room transitioned into my art studio, and Rune was staring at the paintings of the four warriors. Again. He was fascinated by them, especially my nemesis. Even when he sipped his root beer, he didn't stop staring. And those paintings were over fifty feet away. It was getting weird.
“Rune?” I nudged his hand.
Rune blinked and shifted his stare to me. That's when I noticed how unfocused it was. Ah. So, he hadn't been staring at the paintings. He was just tired. Those paintings must really be getting to me if I was imagining their importance to others. Rune had been fascinated by them when I showed him the paintings on our way up to my bedroom, but he wasn't obsessed. And why would he be? I was being silly.
“Sorry,” Rune murmured and leaned back in his chair. “It's been a long day.” He grinned and added, “And a long night.”
“It sure was.” I glanced at the clock. “I have to go downstairs in a few hours.”
“Do you have to?” He leaned forward. “Couldn't you take the day off?”
“What did you have in mind?”
Rune shrugged. “How about the Aquarium?”
“You want to go to the Aquarium with me?” I lifted my brows.
“Too cutesy?”
“No. It's just very . . . normal.”
“We haven't exactly done abnormal things together.”
“A couple of the things we did last night were definitely not normal.” I grinned.
Rune chuckled. “I did warn you.”
