“I promise,” I tell him.
Outside the log walls, the midday eclipse rolls over the monster realm. The chill makes us both shiver, and I do my best to take Ciprian away from this place. Away from the constant near-death experiences, the caffeine deficit, the extreme cold, and the creepy noises.
He lets me for a while, then hauls me off his cock and carries me to the hearth. I yank my pants off, straddle his lap, and sink down on him as the flames banish the chill.
“Take it easy,” Ciprian groans. “You’ll hurt yourself.”
I narrow my eyes. “You think I can’t take it?”
“I know you can.” He rocks his hips and slides in another two inches. “But I’d rather you enjoy it than prove a point.”
Grinning, I drop down all the way, gasping as he bottoms out. “You underestimate me,” I tell him, nipping his bottom lip. “I can do both.”
His strangled moan more than makes up for the burn.
“Fuuuuuck. C-Can I move?” he begs.
Too lost in the pleasure to speak, I nod frantically and kiss him hard. Our tongues tangle, and I bury my hands in his hair. Ciprian said he wanted to crawl under my skin, and I get it. I can’t get close enough.
With his hands on my waist, Ciprian drives me down while rocking into me at the same time. It’s a lot. The stretch is intense. He fills all the empty space inside me and demands more. I make room and give him everything I’ve got.
“You’re beautiful.” Ciprian raises one hand to my face and drops the other to my clit. “Now sit on my cock and relax. Please. I want to watch you come for me.”
There’s nowhere for me to hide.
No makeup. No sexy outfit. I’m sure my face is creased with worry and exhaustion. I haven’t felt like myself since we were dropped here, but I believe him. With Ciprian staring at me as if I’m some kind of miracle, I’ve never felt so beautiful.
He circles my clit, then groans as he looks down at where we’re joined. When he drags his other hand away from my face and puts pressure on my lower belly, I whimper. I can’t help it. The gentle glide of his thumb combined with the weight of his hand is too good.
“I need you to move,” I beg.
“No,” he says, ignoring my whine. “You’re going to come like this, with my hands all over you and my cock buried as deep as I can get it.”
It’s incredibly intimate. He’s not joking around, and I’m certainly not thinking about laughing. My entire focus is on him. When my orgasm rolls over me, it takes me off guard.
I surrender to the pleasure, but I don’t look away from Ciprian’s face.
He watches me come with the utmost concentration, like I’m the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen. A vein in his neck throbs. I trace it with my tongue as I slump against his chest.
“You’re everything, Celine.” Ciprian sounds shattered, but he’s still rock hard inside me. The desire to wreck him consumes me until it’s all I can think about.
“Yeah?” I ask. “Then fuck me from behind.”
“Are you sure? I’ll be so?—”
“Deep,” I purr, feeling his thighs tense. “I’m sure. I want it. Make me scream, Ciprian.”
He thinks about it for two seconds, then springs into action.The fire crackles, and I stretch languidly in the heat as he yanks the blanket off the bed and scoots it under my hands and knees.
“If it’s too much, tell me and I’ll stop.”
“Got it.” I salute him and wiggle my ass, dropping my chest until my nipples graze the blanket.
Ciprian pushes inside me, gives me a chance to adjust, then thrusts hard.
He’s right. It’s too much. I never want him to stop.
“I love you,” he moans, fucking me like he doesn’t know the meaning of the word. “Gods, this view? Your ass is perfect.”
