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“I want to explore every inch of your body, Princess. If you want me to…” It was his own insecurity showing here, not mine.

He pulled me up for a kiss. “I want nothing more than you.”

Keeping my eyes on his, I pushed two fingers into his mouth. He got the memo and slicked them so obscenely he gave me a full-body flush. Then I brought them between his spread thighs, heading straight for his hole.

I had no idea if I was trembling or him, only that I made sure there was no discomfort. My pretty little princess needed to be handled with the greatest care and attention. He gripped my biceps, holding on tight as I brushed his saliva over his sensitive skin, teasing his ass open for me.

He let me in, breathing through his mouth to get his muscles to relax.

“This isn’t your first time, is it, Princess?”

He blinked as if he found it difficult to keep his eyes open to meet mine. Then the hottest fucking smirk ever appeared on his face and my viking leaned in, bringing his mouth to my ear. “You got me, Raven. I admit I practised a little. I’m quite flexible, you know.”

Oh. Fuck. Me.

I groaned when I imagined Arne finger fucking himself, and even more so when he softened and my index slipped into him.

“Let me get the lube.” I breathed, keeping my hand unmoving.

“Okay.”

I pulled out, stroking my other hand over his chest to get him to relax, and slid the drawer open.

I’d barely returned to his side when he gripped a fistful of my hair and brought our lips together, his scruffy beard scraping my skin as he devoured me.

When my brain came back online, I opened the bottle and squelched the lube out.

He groaned when my cool, slick fingers were back between his ass cheeks. I softened him up with gentle pressure before I entered him again.

“Max, you need to, oh fucking hell, what are you doing to me?” he whined, desperate like an animal.

His voice cracked and I…lost it. The shadows rising around us hid us in a cocoon of darkness. The safety in which he could let go for me.

“There?” I pressed my fingers against his prostate again, his heart pounding under my ear as I stroked deeper.

“Yes. Fuck, yes. Exactly there.” I focused on the spot like I focused on the puck in the game, with fluidity and adaptability, ever changing to match the energy of my opponents.

“Does that feel good for you?” I rasped.

“Yes,” he whimpered into the void as I pushed him to the brink of madness.

“Shh, just feel me, Princess. Breathe for me and trust me, okay? I wouldn’t ever hurt you.”

“It doesn’t hurt, baby. It’s…fuck! There’s no practice for what you do to me.”

Arne moved his hips, fucking himself on my hand. He was clearly desperate to come.

“Max, please!” he whined.

“Please what?” I asked, making my voice stay soft and unperturbed. I was so fucking close; I couldn’t hold out much longer. He was too tight, too hot around me.

“Make me come already,” Arne snapped.

I chuckled darkly, pulling my hand out an inch.

“No, Raven! Please, oh fuck fuck fuck.” He was close to tears. He was close to falling. He teetered on the edge of the platform, ready for a deep dive.Sweet little princess.My fingers plunged back into his body.

“Fall for me, my Viking,” I whispered in his ear. He fell and so did I, forgetting that I had never learned how to fall. I could fly.