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“Tell me how desperate you are, Viking.”

The shadows reached out for him, solidifying as they met his legs, denting his skin. They curled around his thighs, trailing over his hole and diving between his legs to reach his balls.

“Oh my God, Raven,” he whimpered, eyes squeezed shut but shuffling his stance to make room for me.

“Let me hear you,” the Nachtkrapp hummed, tugging on his balls. My lips curled up in an indulgent smile at his shuddering breath. He knew the drill. I wouldn’t touch him any further until he told me.

“I want you to take me, Raven.” His voice shook. “Wreck my hole and fucking use me. Please,” Arne added, ending on a sobbing moan.

With a snarl, I grabbed the lube and wrenched the lid open. I didn’t even bother to warm it up for him, but squeezed it out on his clenching ass.

I went straight to two fingers. He tensed for a moment when I pulled my fingers out and notched my slick cock at his entrance.

“Let me in, Princess. I promise I’ll make you feel great.”

“I know you will.” He exhaled, urging his ass against my groin, bearing down on my dick. “You always do, my love.”

Wrapping my hand around his throat, I pulled his back to my chest.

“Max!” His eyes flew open at the change of angle, his mouth coming around in search of my lips.

I upped the speed, my thighs slapping against his ass, fingers curled in his hair. Arne moaned and sobbed on my cock, his hole fluttering around me.

“No!” I snapped, swatting his hand away from taking hold of his hard length.

“Please, baby, I need to come.”

“I’m not stopping you. But you are not touching yourself. Be a good slut and get yourself off on my dick.”

Tilting my hips, I bumped my head against his prostate.

“Right there, baby. Please, oh God.”

I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood so I wouldn’t come from the way he sobbed.

That I was the reason this tall, successful man made these noises was mind blowing.

“Harder, baby. Please. Wreck me!”

Oh shiiit!

I squeezed his throat the way he loved and dragged his hot mouth to mine as I pushed him over the edge with hard thrusts.

“Be. A. Good. Slut. And. Come. Now.” I grunted with the effort of holding back until he climaxed.

And he did. Fucking finally. Crying out my name, he came all over the floor, his hole squeezing my dick like a vise.

“Tell me who you belong to,” I snarled, sinking my teeth into his hard shoulder muscle, my release slamming into me. I flooded his ass with my cum, grunting with pleasure.

“Fuck, baby!” Arne gasped, tears spilling out from under his thick lashes. “Only you. I’m all yours,” he added, ending with a soft sigh. He collapsed on the table with me on top of him, and I released his flesh.

“My sweet little Princess.” Stroking his hair and caressing his cheek, he sighed again, a blissful expression on his face. “You own me. I hope you know that.”

Raising myself up, I pulled out of his ass, enjoying the view for a few moments: the bite mark on his shoulder, the expanse of his sweaty back, the skin dotted with a few lonely freckles, and his stretched hole with my cum leaking out of him.

“Come on. Let’s clean you up and get you back to bed.”

A shudder travelled down his spine. “Not like that,” I chuckled, brushing my lips on his skin. “But if you need me to fuck you again, I gladly will.” Kissing up his back, I nuzzled my face into his neck. “God, I love you so much, Arne.”