Page 101 of Born of Ice

“Again.”

We keep going at it, repeating the words over and over as his thrusts turn unhinged. There’s no way he can be any deeper but he’s doing his best to rip through me. His hands are everywhere, on my hair and body and clit until he settles his hold on my ass, pulling my leg over him and slams into me as I cry out.

“Just so we are clear,” he grits out, “I’m coming inside you.” His breathing is ragged and mine is simply nonexistent. I didn’t even consider asking about a condom. The thought didn’t cross my mind and now it simply seems abhorrent.

How could we possibly have anything in between us?

“Inside. Oh, God, Exton don’t you dare to pull out. Fuck me. Own me. Fill me up with your cum.”

“Jesus Christ, Electra,” Exton growls, bringing his lips to mine in a bruising, teeth clashing kiss. My hard nipples dragging against his strong chest as his fingers tighten on my hip and the other hand tightens in my hair. “Come, little star, fucking come now.” And I do, clinging to him, I come just as he swells inside me, pushing onto my fluttering walls and I feel his release painting me like his perfect work of art.

We are holding onto each other so tight, our arms and legs will be sore tomorrow, yet it’s not close enough. My cum is all over his cock, his deep inside me, but I want more.

We lay there. Just like that, breathing hard and drenched in sweat but neither one of us is willing to pull away. I trail my fingers over his spine, stroking him slowly, gently as if we didn’t just fuck the life out of each other.

Eventually, with his dick still inside me, Exton pulls up slightly and brushes my sweat-soaked bangs out of my eyes and kisses me deeply, holding my head in his big hands

“You’re mine. You hear that? You’re fucking mine,” Exton whispers into the crook of my neck just before his lips close around the tender skin and he sucks on it, undoubtedly leaving his mark there like an animal he is. But I’m no better because I want to be marked so I arch against him, tilting my head up to give him better access and he makes a sound of approval.

I’m lost in the sensation of his claiming when he moves down and does the same to my breasts, peppering me with hickies and bite marks. And then he thrusts into me again, without ever pulling out the first time and keeps fucking me until the shape of his cock is imprinted on the inside of my pussy as deep as the shape of his heart into mine.

28

You’re insane

Exton

Loud ringing blares throughthe best dream I ever had.

Electra walking, telling me she loves me. The sex. God, the sex was so real in the dream. Whoever is calling needs to go to hell because I want to be asleep for a little while longer but then the warm, pliant body moves against me and my eyes fly open to find her dark hair covering my whole face as her perfectly shaped peach of an ass moves against my cock.

Holy fuck…my arm tightens around my girl because that wasn’t a dream. She did walk! She did tell me she loves me! And it’s her very naked ass against my very naked cock. Or to be more specific it’s in between her cheeks, parting them, begging to slip inside and claim the last hole I didn’t get a chance to fuck before we crushed last night.

Electra moans and the sound shoots down to my already aching dick.

Dude, at this rate, you will fall off, I mentally scold him but there’s no reasoning with him. He needs his girl. We fucked so many times, I lost count of her orgasms but just the slightestreminder of last night and I’m ready to come like a teenager with his first boner.

“What time is it? Who is calling this early?” she rasps out, the sleep still heavy in her voice and I smile, pressing my face into the crock of her neck.

For someone who loves to watch sunrises, Electra sure as hell hates waking up in the mornings.

But that’s what that ringing was about. I forgot I set it up yesterday because the forecast promised clear skies today and I wanted her to see it. She loves them and I’d do just about anything to make her smile.

Yeah, I’m sappy as fuck these days. Apart from yesterday.

There was nothing sappy about us and even though the room is still covered in partial darkness, her hair is all over the place, I can see the marks on her neck, and I can only imagine how the rest of her body looks.

I wince. I was so damn rough with her. What if I hurt her? Electra kept asking for more, fueling my beast but I should’ve stopped. I should have given her all the sweet and cute lovemaking.

Well, time to make up for that, so I tell my dick to stand down and gently kiss her cheek, waking my sleeping beauty up.

“Mmm,” she murmurs, her small hand gliding against mine. “It wasn’t a dream?” she asks softly, voicing my own thoughts and I chuckle.

“It sure was, but we are just so lucky to get to live the dream.”

“Damn, if I’d known you were such a romantic when you barreled through my front door maybe I’d be nicer to you,” Electra smiles, her eyes still closed as she presses her soft lips to that one spot on my arm, the one that bares the mark of her lips, underneath her head as her usual pillow.

“I think you’ll take your words back when you see your body in a mirror, little star.” I nibble lightly on the shell of her ear, andshe moans, grinding her ass into me. “Stop that, you little vixen or we will never leave this bed,” I groan but she just chuckles.

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