Page 50 of A Bond so Fierce and Fragile (Compelling Fates Saga #3)

“No,” she snarled, trying not to meet his eyes, although it proved hard when his grip tightened even further in her hair. “Is that a problem?”

Please don’t be a problem.

She wasn’t sure who she begged.

But she wanted this. Fucking needed this.

I need this, too, little Rantzier.

Oh.

Raine’s laugh rumbled against her, and despite the heat shooting across her face, her eyes closed at the sensation of his length pressing into her, even through their clothes, and how his cock seemed to grow even harder at her response.

And it’s not a fucking problem. But… we’re taking it slow.

Something like a growl left her throat, and Raine laughed harder.

I said slow. Not gentle.

When his lips still waited above hers a few moments later—as if he was giving her a silent choice whether she wanted to stop—she used the last strength in her trembling legs to slide over his hardness. What are you waiting for?

Raine didn’t respond to her question as he turned them both around, taking long steps to the table standing in the middle of the room and setting her down on it.

Empty.

That’s what she felt when Raine released her, wrangling her own hands out of his hair and stepping back.

“Undress,” he ordered.

A thrill of heat crept down her spine at his words, but she didn’t move right away, a feeling of… not unease but hesitation cutting through her muddled thoughts.

My motto is usually “women first,” but I’ll make an exception.

There was amusement lacing Raine’s words in her mind, but somehow it felt easier not to speak out loud—like when she’d spoken to him that day after her father’s death.

Thank you, she thought back.

Oh, you should be thanking me. Raine’s brows rose playfully as he undid his boots and kicked them across the room.

His tunic went next, revealing a broad chest with dark red hair covering the top of it.

She was certain her eyes were as wide as they’d ever been following the coiling muscles, how they played beneath his skin, leading down into a sharp V between his hips, a trail of the same crimson hair that wove across his chest pointing the way to?—

There went his trousers.

Frelina swallowed.

She obviously didn’t have anything to compare it to, but that… his cock was huge.

I assure you, it stands well against other males.

A nervous giggle bubbled out of her, and she could tell Raine had a hard time hiding his smile as well, as he gave her a gesture that it was her turn.

Frelina moved before she could overthink it, shuffling off her own boots, which she hadn’t bothered tying since all she did was walk across this stupid ship, then dragging her shirt over her head and starting work on her trousers.

It proved quite difficult while sitting, but as she was about to get down from the table, Raine approached her.

Halting with her hands wrapped around the side of the table, she watched him as he firmly placed a hand between her breasts, pushing her until she had to let go of the edge to fall onto her back.

Allow me.

His touch wasn’t gentle, but it wasn’t rushed, either, as he trailed his hands over her chest and down her stomach until it flipped, then started pulling her trousers off one inch at a time.

The air in the room seemed to cool as more of her naked body was revealed, but her skin didn’t react to it. On the contrary, for each sharp breath leaving Raine as he exposed more and more of her, it was as if she was lit on fire.

Flames licked not only within her gut but down her legs and up her arms and neck.

Frelina realized she was panting as well when the fabric fell to the floor, and wetness pooled between her thighs as she felt Raine’s heated gaze fly across her body.

So beautiful.

She was about to scold him for the softness in his thought when he shoved her legs apart, leaned over her, and cupped her pussy.

Oh.

Frelina cried out as his fingers squeezed, applying exactly the relief she’d been looking for, but the sound was swallowed when Raine claimed her mouth again, biting down onto her lip until she moaned into his own.

Today is about you. I want you to be ready when I fuck you. Because I will definitely not be gentle.

An image of her pressed up against the door, her nipples rubbing almost painfully against the wood while Raine held on to her hair, pulling it so the back of her head rested on his shoulder while he thrust that huge cock into her from behind formed in her mind.

She almost came right then, especially as Raine began moving his fingers on top of her cotton undergarments.

That’s what I’m planning for you.

Frelina couldn’t respond, neither in words nor thoughts, as Raine continued to kiss her while moving his fingers until the friction of the fabric and the pressure from them had her on the edge.

So responsive.

The words in her mind were almost guttural grunts at this point, and she could tell Raine was as affected as she was from the way he fisted his cock, squeezing it until wetness formed over the tip.

I’m going to touch you now.

It wasn’t a question, and thank the fucking gods for that, because she wasn’t sure if she could have even gotten out a nod.

Her body jerked as Raine slipped his hand into her underwear, sliding down easily because of how wet she was. She could hear his fingers gliding over her pussy, the wet sound having her eyes roll back into her head.

Raine wasn’t even kissing her anymore, more like panting into her mouth as his thumb found her clit and the other fingers parted her slick folds, and her back flew off the table when the tip of his middle finger teased her entrance.

More… I… Don’t stop.

Frelina began shamelessly rubbing against him when his thumb didn’t press hard enough, when that finger teased too much…

P-please.

She didn’t care that she was begging when heat swelled in the lower parts of her stomach, but Raine seemed to love it, from the loud growl shaking not only her but the table he now leaned his other hand on while the one working her began moving faster.

Fuck, you’re already so ready for me.

Stars danced before her eyes when his finger slid in deeper, and before she knew what she was doing, Frelina rolled her hips, driving it all the way in until his knuckle slammed against her pussy.

She and Raine moaned in sync.

Please, she begged again.

Yes. With that single word, Raine began thrusting his finger in and out, speeding up until her hips started rolling again, needing more, needing him to go harder.

“So ready,” he groaned into her mouth as he added a second finger. “Next time… it’ll be my cock feeling all this wet softness.”

At the same time as Raine started driving into her hard, he dragged his nail over her clit.

That did it.

Frelina squeezed her eyes shut so hard crimson light danced before them, and she bit down on something—Raine’s lip, she thought—as her body convulsed, something even wetter, hotter rushing through her pussy until every muscle within her stopped working.

Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

That wasn’t a fuck, little Rantzier. Raine gently shifted her to the side of the table, and she watched in fascination as he lay down beside her and began stroking his cock as he watched her come down from her orgasm. I… I can’t wait to actually fuck you… to fuck your wet pussy.

With that, streams of white shot across Raine’s stomach, and his groans echoed around the wooden-walled room as he slowed his movements until he finally stilled completely.

Frelina didn’t know what came over her, but as he continued watching her, she dragged a finger through the thick fluid painting his muscles and brought it to her mouth, tasting it.

It was salty and strange, but it didn’t taste that bad, she thought as she glanced over to Raine.

He met her eyes for a moment before throwing his head back and growling into her mind, Fuck. Now I need to come again.

Despite his words, though, he only dragged her to him so her back rested against his sticky stomach, and in what seemed like seconds, the Fae warrior fell into a deep sleep.

Hard table and all.