Page 52 of Fractured (Royal Sins #3)

He parted my legs, then put his between them, raising his knee.

I rubbed myself against his thigh uncontrollably, so close so fast it could have been funny.

His name fell from my lips every few seconds, and his fingers dug into my skin harder each time he heard my whisper.

I pushed the shirt off his shoulders, trailed his chest with my fingertips and went lower, to the button of his pants that were getting in my way.

Rune let me, put down his leg for a moment as he bit the side of my neck and played with my nipples the way only he knew how.

My hands shook but I didn’t hesitate. I unzipped his pants and pushed them down until I could stick my hands under his underwear and take his hard cock in my hands.

Fuck, the way he felt. By now I was pretty sure that I was never going to get used to it, that every single time was going to feel like the first time.

Rune thrust his hips forward as I ran my hands up and down his thickness, eyes squeezed shut, his forehead pressed to mine. For a moment he was completely frozen in place, which was how I knew that this felt like the first time for him, too.

The next moment, I was on my knees as if someone had possessed me—a very horny someone salivating to feel his cock against my tongue.

I didn’t wait, I didn’t take it easy, not until I felt his tip against the back of my throat.

My eyes were full of tears in seconds, and I moved faster every time I took him in.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and I could tell he was looking down at me, but I was too focused on how he felt, the taste of him, the smoothness of him against my tongue.

Whatever the hell it was about him, I wanted to stay on my knees like this forever.

I’d never get tired, even when my jaws turned numb. I never wanted to stop.

And Rune enjoyed every second of it, too.

His voice was muffled by the sound of the water falling, but I still felt him in the way he pulled at my hair, pushed me harder by the second, used me whichever way he liked.

He knew I was here to please him. If that was the sole purpose of my existence, I would fucking take it.

I held his cock at the base with one hand and massaged my naked breasts with the other, and I was only just getting comfortable when he stopped me.

Pulled my head back by the hair until my scalp was on fire.

I moaned in complaint, my saliva and his precum on my mouth and lips, dripping down my chin, my tears wetting my cheeks.

I was going to tell him that I wanted more, needed more, but when he pulled up my head to see my face, the look in his eyes called to a deep, primal side of me.

He brought his hand to my face and gripped my chin, and I could have sworn he was growling as he trailed my wet lips, then stuck his thumb in my mouth.

“ Suck,” he said, and I read the word on his lips more than heard it.

I obeyed.

Just like I’d done to his cock a moment ago, I sucked on his thumb, and let him have his way with me, move in and out between my lips, touch the back of my throat until I gagged again, until he was satisfied.

My hands were on his cock. His thumb was in my mouth. He pulled it out all of the sudden, and I had been sucking still so my lips made a popping sound that echoed in the cave despite the pouring water.

Rune closed his eyes, brought his thumb to his own mouth and licked it.

Then said, “My turn.”

Before the minute was over, my panties were off me, and my thighs were on his shoulders, and Rune’s mouth was on my pussy, devouring me like he’d been waiting years for a taste.

My screams when I came the first time could have caved the entire ceiling in and I still wouldn’t have cared.

My back was against the smooth surface of the large crystal, and Rune was on his knees in front of me, face buried between my thighs, holding me up with such ease as he ate me—and I couldn’t care about anything else if I tried.

Fuck, he really was good with his mouth. And with his fingers. And with his cock.

When the second orgasm rolled in, I knew it was going to be more powerful than the first. I didn’t think whether somebody would see us, or if Raja and Vair would come back—I just needed him to keep going forever.

However, Rune had other plans.

He had better plans, like always, and when he stopped thrusting his tongue inside me.

He looked up at me, my thighs still over his shoulders, and he grinned.

That gleaming in his eyes that made him look so young, so carefree—I adored it, especially when he slowly brought out his tongue to lick my juices off his lips while keeping eye contact every second.

This guy could make me come just by smiling at me, I swear .

But what he did instead was put my legs down and stand up, grab my face in his hands and kiss me until I didn’t feel any other part of my body anymore. His tongue and the sweet taste of my own juices was a combination made in heaven—or possibly hell.

I was smiling, so fucking high from the aftermath of that pleasure as he kissed my jaw, moved up to my ear, and I knew we weren’t done yet.

“Every inch,” Rune whispered as he kissed and bit my skin, touching me almost violently, gripping my boobs and my ass and sticking his finger inside me all the way, making me gasp. “Every inch of you is mine, wildling. Inside…” Thrust. “Outside.” Thrust. “Forever.”

“Yes,” I cried out from the bottom of my heart as my hips moved to take him in deeper. Fuck, yes— forever.

“Good girl,” Rune whispered, and he leaned back, my face in his hand.

“I fucking love it when you smile.” He leaned closer again, pressed his lips to mine without kissing me.

“Your happiness. Your joy. Your pleasure … ” Kiss, kiss, kiss .

“It silences all the voices in my head, Wildcat. It’s intoxicating. ” And he bit my bottom lip hard.

I cried out, the pain translating into pleasure instantly, but he didn’t give me the chance to even ask him to do it again. Instead, he spun me around, put me in front of him and moved me forward, both his arms around my waist.

Water sprayed my face, my naked body. The sea fell continuously off the edge, and outer space stretched beyond to infinity.

“Spread your legs for me,” Rune whispered in my ear from behind, so slowly I barely caught it from the sound of the water pouring.

My body moved on its own, my legs spread to the side, and Rune didn’t wait a single second.

He guided himself between my folds, then thrust his hips up, coming inside me all the way at once.

My eyes rolled in my skull. His fingers and his tongue were amazing, but his cock was something else. It put me together, every little piece that had ever been broken. He made me whole.

With a hand around my jaw, he kept my back pressed to his chest, and with his other, he held my hip tightly as he fucked me from behind.

We were there, right there, the edge of those rocks possibly a foot away from us.

The water didn’t stop spraying me everywhere, and it somehow made it all so much more intense.

It was cold, and Rune’s body was warm, and his breath against the side of my neck was everything.

He spoke to me while he moved, thrust into me without stop, but I missed most of it because he whispered.

But just before the second orgasm broke me apart, he wrapped both arms around my body and held me tightly in place, raising his hips as far as he could to give me all his length.

In my ear, he said, “Look at that. That is what you give me, Wildcat. The whole universe is mine when you are.”

I held onto his arms with both mine, and in my head, I screamed with all my strength, but when I jumped over the edge, all I was able to do was whisper his name.

Wave after wave of pleasure came over me as Rune held himself there and didn’t move, knew how to make it last so long that I couldn’t even feel my legs anymore.

My eyes remained wide open, and I looked out at the space beyond the edge of Verenthia, the stars twinkling in the distance. It all felt mine, too. All of it was made for me when Rune was there.

Fucking hell, it was beautiful. I’d take that image with me to my grave .

When he continued to move in and out of me again, to chase his own release, I was glad he kept his arms around me because my legs would probably let go. I was completely spent in the best possible way.

He, too, came with my name on his lips—those lips that were right by my ear so I heard it. Felt all that he felt, which was everything— just like I did. The fear was gone, and I could have been falling off the edge right now and I wouldn’t mind one bit.

Everything was exactly as it was always going to be when Rune held me to his chest like I was a part of his own body, whispering in my ear that he loved me.