Page 37 of Frankie and the Fed (Untamed Rascals #3)

Finally naked, I crawled to her, small rocks digging into my knees, but I didn’t fucking care.

“All dressed up for me,” I said when I reached her, spreading her cheeks to look at my gift. “Presenting to me like the good little chaos whore you are. You even picked the perfect pink to match the color of your cheeks when I spank them.”

I reverently ran my finger down her crack and pushed on the plug where it was nestled inside her. She moaned and pushed back against me. I swatted her pussy. “Stay still.”

“Fuck. Yes, daddy.”

The way she moaned when I played with her ass never failed to go straight to my pussy, slicking it and causing it to pulse. I needed more. I wanted to see if I could come just from playing with her ass.

“Where’s the lube?”

“That bag.” She motioned to the rainbow one that I’d completely forgotten about. I dug around the bag in question and found more than just lube.

“Is this supposed to be a unicorn horn?” I held up a colorful silicone cone-shaped toy that spiraled from the tip to the wide base, longer than I would have thought possible to fit anywhere.

“Um… yes.” She sounded a little unsure of herself. I didn’t like that. Whatever she wanted, I would give it to her. Especially this.

“Hmm. Sanitized?” I ran my fingers along it, feeling the texture and testing the girth. Perfect.

“Of course. ”

“Suck it.” I laid out next to her on the rough ground, bringing our faces close enough to share air.

She dutifully opened her mouth, and I slipped the tip inside for her to suck on. She ran her tongue around it before sealing her lips around the tip.

“Deeper.” I pushed on it, sliding it slowly into her until she coughed. She didn’t tap out, though, so I kept going, watching her gag on the toy just to please me.

Fuck.

I traced her lips where they stretched around the spiraling rainbow toy. “So pretty. Taking what I give you.” Her submission was such a heady rush, I would never tire of it.

She moaned and sucked harder as I thrust the toy, showing her exactly what I wanted.

I brought her hand up. “Take over. I have work to do.” I crawled behind her and spread her cheeks, the pink jewel winking at me in the firelight.

I pulled gently on the plug until she was stretched around the widest part and pushed it back in when she let loose a desperate moan around the toy.

“Did you buy that toy just for this trip so I could fuck you in the ass with it? Did you picture me kneeling behind you like this, strapped up and pressing into you, watching as you stretched wider and wider around it, knowing I wouldn’t stop even if you begged me?

” I bent over and bit her right where her ass met her thigh and then licked the mark, feral with need for her.

She moaned, and I watched mesmerized as her ass shook from the shudder that ran through her.

I ran my tongue from my bite along the sensitive skin where her thigh met her ass right to her soaking wet cunt. Her tangy, sweet wetness spilled onto my tongue as I traced her pussy, teasing rather than pleasuring.

She cried out and pushed back against me.

I pulled the horn from her mouth. It was shiny with her saliva and perfect for what I wanted to do next.

“What’s your safe word,” I demanded, already sounding unhinged and desperate just from the taste of her.

I pet her cheeks, needing to stay anchored to her in any way I could.

“Yes, daddy. Paleozoic,” she said, her voice lax and dazed from pleasure.

“Good girl. Look at me.”

I set myself up next to her and spread my legs wide. Unerringly, her eyes landed on my exposed pussy, exactly where I wanted them.

“I think I should take this for a test drive. No touching yourself.”

I ran the spit slick tip along myself, grinding down on my clit and moaning.

“This is going to feel so good in me. All wet from you gagging on it.” I pushed the tip inside my pussy and didn’t stop until it was as deep as it would go.

“Oh, fuck,” Frankie moaned from her spot beside me. Her hands were clenched by her head to keep from touching herself.

“Good girls get rewards.” I pulled the horn from me, musky cum coating it, and unceremoniously shoved it into her mouth.

She moaned at the taste, and I quickly strapped into the harness I found in the bag.

“Good girl. I’m going to fuck you with this, so get it all nice and wet for me. ”

I needed to taste her again. I set up behind her and leaned in for a taste of my favorite meal. The beast in me that existed only for her pleasure roared its desire, along with her muffled moans and whimpers.

“My good little chaos whore. So fucking perfect.” I pushed and pulled on the plug, stretching her for what came next as I sucked on her clit.

She clenched down and cried out when I slipped two fingers into her and curled them into her g-spot.

“Look at you, coming with a unicorn horn in your mouth and a plug in your ass while we are out in the open where anyone can stumble upon us and see what a little slut you are for me.”

I pulled her up and back against me so I could take the horn out of her mouth and let her taste herself on my lips. She devoured me, licking into my mouth to chase the slightest bit of her pleasure.

“How are your knees?” I asked against her neck as I rubbed myself along the generous curve of her ass, spreading my wetness and ramping up my own pleasure. Fuck. This ass was incredible.

“A little painful. If I stay on them much longer, even the yoga mat won’t save them from being bruised,” she answered me honestly, and I rewarded her by plucking her nipples while I sucked the spot just behind her ear.

“Jamie.” The way she sighed when she said my name pushed me to the edge, and I ground harder against her ass. I pulled her firmer against me, angling her hips just right to increase the pressure.

“Fuck,” I breathed as a small orgasm moved through me. It wasn’t enough.

“Lay down on your back,” I said, smacking her ass .

My juices coated one of her cheeks, contrasting with the slight pink of her other. I couldn’t rip my eyes off the wet spot while she situated herself.

She did as I asked, and when I guided her legs up, she easily hooked her hands behind her knees. I attached the dildo to the harness while she settled in.

“I saw something I want to get for you recently.” I ran my hands along her thighs to her pussy.

“It had two cuffs that hooked onto your legs and wrapped around your shoulders to hold you open just like this.” I lightly slapped her pussy before pushing my fingers into her wet heat.

“I could tie you up with it and then cuff your hands to the bed. You wouldn’t be able to move an inch.

You would just have to lie there and take whatever I gave you. ”

The plug she had nestled in her jumped at my words, catching my attention again as it sparkled in the firelight.

God, this trip couldn’t be any more perfect.

I pulled her open with my thumbs and bent to lick her from the edge of the plug, stopping to dip inside and taste her straight from the source, and then up to her clit. I gave it teasing licks, just enough to bring her to the edge again, before I sat back and pulled on the plug.

She threw back her head, the long column of her neck pulled tight with tension and need. She thrust her chest to the sky, begging for attention she wouldn’t get.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” I pulled the plug from her ass in one long, slow motion.

Her hole fluttered before relaxing into a small, slightly puffy gape. I bent down and kissed it. Slipping my tongue into that gape and nibbling on the puffy rim.

Her eyes were trained on me, the brown overtaken with black while her mouth hung open in a pant as I ate my fill .

I ran my finger around the rim and dipped it inside, fucking her slowly while I grabbed the lube and poured a generous amount on her.

She gasped and whined when I speared her with a second and third finger. She was so soft and open to me.

“Not enough, baby? Is your abused little asshole empty after all that time being filled up?” I spread my fingers to stretch her open more.

She panted and struggled to relax again, so I bent down and took her clit back into my mouth, alternating between sucking and flicking it, just enough to keep her on the edge.

“Please, daddy”—her body jerked under me—“please, fuck, let me come.”

“No.” I pulled away from her, my fingers still in the warm, soft, intoxicating heat of her ass. “The next time you come, it will be with a unicorn horn in your ass as I ride you like I own you. Is that clear, wife?”

The word had exactly the effect I hoped for, and she cried out, trying so desperately to be good for me, but coming anyway.

“I think that deserves a punishment.” I slapped her pussy three times in quick succession. She cried out, her pleasure echoing around the red cliffs surrounding us. No one in this area would doubt just how well she is being fucked.

I slipped out of her loosened hole and used my lubed fingers to stroke the horn before lining it up and pushing the first third of it inside in one go.

“Fuck!” she cried, watching as I penetrated her with the colorful dildo.

I stopped where it stretched her just further than I had with my fingers, letting her adjust to the invasion .

“Look at you, greedily sucking this in like you are desperate to be fucked by it.” I ran my hands in a soothing path along her trembling thighs, helping her relax so she could take more.

“Not it. You.” She panted, words coming out in breathy moans, stealing any sanity I had left with each sound. Me. I was the one she was desperate for. Just me.

I leaned down and kissed her ravenously, staking a claim on her, the motion pushing me deeper.

“I love you so fucking much.” I brushed her sweaty hair out of her face. “You’re being so good for me. Should I keep going?”

“Don’t you dare fucking stop now. I’d never forgive you,” she said. Her voice was too strained to be harsh, but I got the picture.

“Hmm. I guess that counts as enthusiastic consent.” I nipped her lower lip and pushed the horn in more. “Relax and let it in,” I cooed. Still perched over her, petting her hair.

“Fuck,” she panted as another half inch slipped in.

“So perfect.” I kissed her tenderly as I kept pushing into her until my hips hit her ass. I marveled at just how much she could take. “My perfect little chaos whore. Letting me do whatever I want.”

She arched into me again, moving her hips, trying to get me to fuck her with the toy. I was happy to oblige.

Slowly, I withdrew from her and pushed in again, this time easier than the last. I leaned back so I could watch as I fucked her ass, mesmerized by how she took the toy and begged for more.

“Jamie,” she whimpered, clinging to me and letting her shaking legs fall. “I need, fuck, I need…” She never finished her sentence. She didn’t have to.

“You’re so fucking full, aren’t you? But I know you can take more.” I slid two of my fingers into her cunt, feeling the horn through her wall before backing out and adding a third. “Need my other hand in your mouth, baby? Do you need me to fill all your holes?”

“No, just let me come, please.” She pushed against me, fucking herself when I wouldn’t.

“That’s it, baby, chase your release. Let me know just how much you need me.” I strummed her clit and thrust faster, harder, giving her as much pleasure as I could. “My wife will always get what she needs.”

The word set her off, and she came with a scream that echoed around us. Her body bowed and arched off the ground as she shuddered, coming in one seemingly endless round.

“Such a good girl.” I pulled out of her and shed the strap. I needed to come. “Now turn over and lay there like a good little toy so I can get my own.”

I helped her turn over and spread her cheeks while I straddled her thigh.

“God, look at you. Fucking ruined asshole gaping for me.” I gently prodded the hole, but backed off when she whimpered. It struggled to close for a moment, gaping and winking at me like it was thanking me for the fucking.

I rode Frankie’s thigh, the friction hurtling me toward my release.

She was boneless below me, but her face was turned to me and a small, satisfied smile played on her lips as I rode her.

I abandoned her hole and slid up until I was riding her ass, holding her down with a hand on her back, not that she was going anywhere.

She barely had the strength to push her hips up and help me finish myself off.

Just the thought of how well I’d pleasured her sent me over the edge, and I came on that ass I loved so much, fireworks rocketing through me, blinding me to everything but her.

I collapsed on top of her, neither of us moving as our hearts settled. “Am I too heavy?” I asked when I had the strength.

“A little, but only because the ground is hard.”

I huffed a laugh and rolled over, arranging us as best I could on the small mat.

“That was perfect,” she sighed as she snuggled back into me. “I can’t wait to be your wife.”

I hummed, too content for words.

“I… I want to make sure I’m saying this right for you. You’ve not talked about it much, but I know femme words bother you sometimes…” she hedged, not getting to the heart of it, and I knew it was just because she didn’t want to hurt me.

“I don’t think I’m just a woman,” I said.

It was the first time I said it to someone other than myself, and it felt like a rock lifted from my chest. “It’s not always that I feel that way, but I don’t like mistress or ma’am, and I think that’s the same for mom and wife.

Is that ok?” I worried for just a moment that it wouldn’t be.

She snorted before I could worry too much.

“Of course it’s ok. You’re Jamie, and you’re mine.

Tell me who you are and how to refer to you.

Don’t want to be ‘wife?’ How’s spouse, partner, love of my life, the most amazing person to ever exist, excellent at fucking me?

Take whatever title you want, as long as I get to call you mine. ”

A tear traced down my face. I hadn’t talked to her, or anyone, about how I felt. It seemed too personal and confusing to put into words.

“Yours is all I ever want to be, but if nosy fuckers need a word, spouse works.” I kissed her shoulder, lingering in the fresh sweat and smoky wood smell of her skin.

“Mine. Perfect.”