“And what did I say?”
“That you loved me.” I galloped harder. “And what did I say back?”
His mouth tipped into a sexy grin. “You said, ‘Again’,” he quoted like a smart ass.
A moaning laugh slipped off my tongue. I remembered ordering him to repeat himself multiple times on that jousting field. Even so, I slapped his bicep while bounding on his dick. “I meant later that night.”
In my cabin. On my bed.
Aire’s irises glittered. “You said you loved me too.”
I nodded. “The truest thing I’ve ever said.”
The knight’s face slackened, those words kindling across his features. “The truest thing I’ve ever felt.”
Then we charged into one another. Aire put each muscle into the effort, the point of his cock hitting a narrow spot that reduced me to shouts. I arched, naked and thrashing to the tempo of his waist, the hard thrust of his ass, the snap of his cock.
Our skin rushed together. I flexed my inner muscles, my pussy grabbing him, claiming him. Aire husked in pleasure, his abdomen clenching, the sight invigorating.
All mine. All his.
With my knees widespread, he thrust inside me, and I ground onto him. Moisture laminated his torso. The tips of his hair dampened. Fuck, I wanted to kiss his groaning mouth, to devour the rugged noises he made.
I dragged out the moment, delaying the kiss for all it was worth. I sensed him doing the same.
My nipples toughened. My cunt swatted back and forth, soaking his dick to the brim, pushing the knight’s tolerance to the brink.
Howling, Aire bowed his head into mine. With the stamina of a champion, he lashed his hips, the strength of his ass vaulting my legs apart. The impact boosted me upward, the angle of his cock plying me deeply, thoroughly.
Sparks flew through my veins. Every atom sizzled through my being.
Planting my feet on the ground, I used the leverage to drive myself over him. Grunting in enthusiasm, Aire mirrored the action, our chests slamming.
Tension strained in my core. My cries amplified, hitting the ceiling. I clawed through his hair, my waist cantering and tearing a hoarse rumble from him.
We raced toward the precipice. It had to end, but I didn’t want it to end, and it would never end.
Out of my mind, I flew at Aire. Catching the motions, this knight hugged me tight and lanced his cock, the brunt shoving incomprehensible sounds from my throat.
His own groans splintered. His flesh tensed, hot and tight between my walls.
We burst into movement, firing back and forth. Faster. Deeper. Anguished pleasure condensed to the place where my pussy clasped his cock, where our hearts punched together, where his touch filled a hollow in my soul.
The lurch of Aire’s hips gained speed, striking a place that threw me into another dimension. Embers scattered through my limbs. I burned from the inside out, like a newly forged weapon, glowing from the furnace.
My cunt spasmed, clinging to Aire’s dick, smearing him. He roared, spearing into me, both of us on the verge of euphoria. As I hollered, my knight snatched my mouth, hauling us into that long-awaited kiss.
His warm lips snared my own. The slick edge of his tongue broke my lips apart and flexed inside. With our mouths clutching, we screamed into the kiss, the noises a plea and a promise.
My pussy seized up, and he froze with me, and we convulsed. The walls of my cunt flexed, dousing him in fluid. The ledge of his cock shuddered, warmth releasing from his crown. And on a combined shout, we came.
The orgasm tore through me, shrieks launching from my throat. Aire bellowed into my mouth, his tongue plying my own. As the fire erupted beside us, we tasted one another’s pleasure and soared into oblivion.
I brought him to earth. And he tossed me into the sky.
Collapsing into an embrace, we strapped ourselves around one another. Holding fast. Holding forever. Striving to regain our breaths, Aire and I pulled back far enough to stare, to smile, to savor every minute.
A pivotal noise shredded from the knight. He scooped my face into his palms, his lips parting me once more, our tongues caressing.
