Page 74 of Tangled Hearts

“You are mine and I am yours,” I whispered against her lips.

“In every lifetime,” she whispered.

I crushed my lips against her, frantic to feel her skin against mine. She was just as needy as I was. She ran her hand down my chest, along my abs, and she stroked my cock over my sweats. My body grew hot as we rushed to get our clothes off.

She laid there naked, one of her breasts had Ryder's mark on it and I liked that she was branded. She looked like an angel with her sweet features until she leaned up to stroke me. Her eyes were wide as she took in my cock.

“Sol, you're a vision, looking innocent, but I know better,” I said, leaning over. “I've heard that filthy mouth.”

She squirmed, “I need you,” she whined.

“Not before I have a taste,” I said, kissing down her neck, kissing each nipple, kissing her navel before I arrived exactly where I wanted. I kissed her mound, trailing down kisses on the sides of her cunt, loving that she kept trying to make me kiss her where she wanted the most.

“Max,” she snapped.

I kissed her sensitive nub before torturing her more, kissing her everywhere.

“Oh, for goddess’ sake, Max,” she whined, running her hand through my hair.

I chuckled, loving her at my mercy, but a small part of me was worried this wouldn’t be good for her. The two times I had had sex it was very quick without much foreplay and doubt started to make me worry. While I was away, the guard men constantly talked about their encounters, and I wished I had paid more attention when I decided to just go for it. I gave her one long lick.

Her back bowed from pleasure, crying out a yes. I chuckled, taking that as a good sign. I did it again, noticing her breathing grew faster when I swirled my tongue around her sensitive nub.

“Max,” she moaned, tightening her grip on my hair.

“Show me what you like, Sol,” I growled.

“Suck on my clit.” She looked down at me with hooded eyes, pointing at her sensitive nub. “And fuck me with your fingers.”

I sucked on her lightly, afraid of doing it too hard when I slowly pushed two fingers into her.

“Fuck,” she whispered, closing her eyes, rolling her hips against my face.

I alternated between sucking and licking her while I pumped my fingers into her. Her breathing grew ragged, she moaned, and when I sucked her harder, her cunt tightened around my fingers. I kept paying attention to what she called her clit, feeling her get even more wet. Her cries were erotic, I rolled my hips against the bed getting some friction and I was close to just ramming myself into her. She moaned my name as her cunt clenched around my fingers. I wanted more, needed more and I continued to lick and suck.

“Ok, Ok, Ok, I’m too sensitive,” she said, pushing me away.

When I stopped, she laid back down with a dreamy smile on her face.

“I loved that,” I said, kissing her clit, getting a small jerk of her hips.

“You were amazing,” she said, as I knelt in front of her, stroking myself.

Her heart rate quickened as she stared at my hand.

“What’s wrong, Sol,” I said, feeling her nerves.

“I don’t think you're going to fit,” she said, her cheeks blooming red.

“It will, Sol. Maybe you need another orgasm to calm those nerves and have you soaking wet for me,” I said, leaning back down to lick her again.

“No,” she moaned, leaning up. “I want you.”

I licked and sucked on her, feeling her tension bleed away before I picked her up as I laid down and brought her cunt right above me. I wanted a better view of her pleasure and she delivered. Oria rolled her hips above me, holding onto my hair, looking drunk on pleasure.

“Use me, Sol. I want to see you fall apart again and again,” I growled against her clit.

“I’m close,” she said, holding onto her breast before pinching her nipple.

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