When I arch my ass even more, he groans and runs his other hand over the dip in my lower back.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs. “My sexy, wild girl, filthy and begging for more.”
A rush of air leaves my throat when he starts to move, pulling out of my pussy while he twirls his thumb inside me. When he pushes back into me, I rock my hips, giving him better access as he bottoms out inside me.
“Fuck,” I groan, my body feeling like it’s about to shatter beneath him.
“Oh I plan on it,” he growls at me.
Letting go of my hip, he fists my hair, pulling hard enough to tip my head back as he slams back into me. Timing it perfectly, he slides his thumb into me as I feel his cock pull out. The warring sensations consume every part of me, the drag and pull of his body working so perfectly with mine while my scalp stings and my breathing turns ragged. I’ve never felt so alive in my life.Relinquishing all control, I let him fuck me into the ground, just like he promised he would. My pussy and ass tighten with the growing pleasure that’s quickly pushing me towards the orgasm that’s guaranteed to break me open.
“Fuck, I love you, Sitka,” Damien growls, and those words spin me off my axis. With a strangled cry, I come hard, letting it wash over me right before I hear his deep groan and feel him pulse inside me. I grip him tighter, milking the cum from his body, so fucking greedy for every drop of him, for every single part of him.
He rocks into me hard, and if it wasn’t for the tight grip he has on my hair, I would’ve landed face first in the mud from the force of it. Digging my fingers harder into the earth, I use the last of my strength to help keep myself upright.
I let out a soft gasp when he slides his thumb from my ass and lets go of my hair. Before I can topple forward, he wraps his arm around my chest and pulls me up so my back is pressed against his front. Cupping my face, he turns me and presses his mouth to mine, kissing me slowly and deeply while my body collapses against his as the last of my strength leaves me.
His mouth is so gentle, so at odds with what we just did, but even when I’d been choking on him, gagging around his size with tears in my eyes, I’d still felt this same love from him. It’s in everything he does—every touch, every word, every look from Damien is filled with the love he has for me.
When he pulls back, I sigh and rest my head against his shoulder. “That was amazing,” I tell him.
He grins and kisses my forehead. “It was. I knew it would be fun, but I didn’t realize what seeing you like this would do to me. You never fail to knock me on my ass,besyonok, and the image of you taking my cock while covered in mud and begging for more is one I’ll never forget.”
The laugh I give is partially muffled by his neck, and when he runs his hands along my body, it’s replaced with a sigh and then a slight shiver as a gust of cool air hits us, reminding me that it’s getting colder by the second and we’re both still naked.
“Come on, baby. Time for a hot shower.” He grabs my hips, carefully lifting me off his still semi-hard cock, and I wince at the sting and the loss of him.
I feel the warmth of his mouth on my shoulder as he kisses me before helping me to stand. Thanks to the flashlight that’s still on, we’re able to find our clothes, and he makes sure to hand me all of mine before digging around for his own. There’s no way we can walk out of here naked, so I brush off the dirt as much as possible and then get dressed.
When we’re both ready, he pockets his phone and squats down in front of me. Looking over his shoulder he says, “Hop on. I’ll carry you out.”
Grinning, I climb onto his back, letting him piggyback me out of here. With my face close to his, I kiss his cheek and then rest my chin on his shoulder while he walks us back to the main trail. The fog presses in around us as the canopy of fir trees flutter with the strong wind coming off the ocean. I’ve always loved this forest, but I really love it now, and I’ll never look at it the same way again. Every time I ride these trails, I’m going to think of Damien chasing me and how good he’d made it feel once he caught me.
Smiling, I bury my face against his neck and kiss him. “That was perfect,” I tell him. “The next time we do this, it’s going to be really hard for me to run from you, though.”
“Oh yeah?”
I nip at his neck before kissing him again. “It feels too good when you catch me.”
“Yeah, but the anticipation is pretty good too, though,” he says.
“True,” I agree. “You’re crazy sexy, Damien. You’ve just put every book I’ve ever read to shame.”
His deep laugh has me hugging him even tighter, but it abruptly cuts off when I feel his body tense.
“It’s going to be okay,” he quickly tells me, and before I can ask him what he’s talking about, I look up to see both my brothers standing at the end of the trail, looking angrier than I’ve ever seen them.
“Misha,” I start to say, but he cuts me off with a single look. The words die in my throat at the rage I see on his face.
“It’s not what you think,” Damien says while tightening his grip on me. I do the same, hugging him hard enough to ensure my brothers will have to pry my fingers off one by one to get me to let go of him.
“And what do we think?” Yuri asks. He’s leaning a shoulder against a spruce tree, appearing calm, but I know it’s a lie. I can hear it in the hard tone of his voice and the dead look in his eyes.
“Maybe you were just out having a walk?” Misha asks, his bored tone not doing shit to fool me.
“Seeing what the forest looks like at night maybe?” Yuri asks. Stepping closer, he runs his eyes over us. “Looks like maybe you had a fall.” He raises a hand, motioning to his own face. “You’ve got a bit of mud on you. Must’ve been one hell of a tumble.”
“I love her,” Damien says.
