Not much farther. If I can reach my camp, I’ll grab my horse and be gone.
Is that what he wishes?
Suddenly, the air bites at her like cold teeth.
A loud thump shakes the ground around her as two large hands seize her arms.
His grip covers her mouth in an unyielding grasp, stifling her scream.
They collapse into the muck of the forest floor as the rain pummels them through the canopy. Mud clings to her bare, clean skin.
And yet she cares not as a man almost three times her size descends upon her with the force of a storm upon the South Sea.
His beard tickles her ear, and even through the storm, his words ring clear.
“Mine!” His breathy growl stakes a claim in a full-body sensation that leaves her whimpering.
He roughly flips her onto her back so that she gazes up into his face, which is shrouded in shadow. His strong hands pin her wrists above her head.
One heartbeat.
Two heartbeats.
And then every follicle she possesses bursts into flame as all the unspoken thoughts and passing touches explode into a barrage of passion between them.
It is as if her blood boils with a primitive desire to melt the Iss Drengr.
She whines as her hands cannot reach every bit of him fast enough. Before life upends itself on them, she must memorize the hardened muscles of his massive frame.
He responds like a man dying of hunger.
The urgency of his assault on her curves is like a warrior departing for battle, and ravaging her is his final farewell. Every growl ofCalder’s fans hot against her skin, leaving her grunting like a feral animal.
Abruptly, one of the pads of his chilly fingertips presses on her clit before sliding through her wet entrance. When two of his fingers slip easily inside her, his bestial snarl shifts into something otherworldly.
A monster from the Abyss has awoken from its slumber, driven by an insatiable hunger.
And it has discovered its next victim in the Princess.
Calder pulls her onto his lap as he sits back into the mud.
She paws at his trouser strings, knotting her fingers through the damp material. She shrieks in frustration until finally unleashing his cock. Anxiety floods her chest as her hands can barely encircle his girth, with her fingertips unable to connect.
His hand sinks into her wet locks, collecting them into a tight bunch at the base of her skull. With his other hand firmly on her waist, he bares his teeth as he lifts her body. Aura braces on his shoulders before he lowers her onto the tip of his cock.
She hisses, feeling the stretch of her walls, accommodating his substantial size. He tugs her head back, exposing her neck column to his mouth. His firm lips ravage her jaw to her clavicle, evoking yelps as he sinks deeper into her pussy.
Heavy moans wring out from her chest as she clutches his muscular arms, begging for more.
His lips and tongue, tasting along her nipples, twist into a grin. The act sends goosebumps across her entire body.
“Do you want me?” His voice is barely human.
“All of you!” She pants like a desperate whore. Her walls clench around the length he has given her, pleading him to shatter her notions of sex.
“Ah, fuck!” her wails carry as he sinks further in her cunt.
He continues to settle her onto him until he bottoms her out with a roar that shakes the ground beneath them.
