Page 130 of About Love and Revenge

“Like this?” I ask, opening my mouth and letting him slide himself down the back of my throat.

“That's right. Open that hot mouth and let me in,” he says, thrusting his hips.

I relax, and each time he moves deeper into me, I make my tongue run towards his base.

His growls and the grip on my hair make me desperate, so I play with my breasts, moaning around his sex.

It seems to break his control, because he then lifts me up and kisses me deeply.

“Bed?”

“Wherever you want,” I beg.

He smiles and places me against a wall. “Keep your arms back. Don't touch yourself.”

My sensitive breasts brush against the cool surface, sending a jolt through my body.

I'm shaking with desire.

Our love-making is never the same. He always surprises me, driving me crazy with lust. I never know what to expect.

I hear the rustle of fabric, and I know he's just shucking his pants the rest of the way off. When I realize he's ducked behind me, I lift my butt, anxiously.

He drops my panties and bites me, opening me with both hands.

I moan in anticipation, and when I feel his tongue run along my wet sex, I push into his face without any shame. “Odin...”

He licks and tastes me with his mouth and fingers, and before long I'm whimpering and pleading.

"Do you like to be teased, wife?"

“I love it, but now I need you inside me.”

He lifts up and holds my arms behind his back with one hand, lowering his body until he fits himself inside the entrance to my soaked sex.

I wiggle restlessly and get a slap on the butt. “More,” I ask, one step away from coming.

“Delicious.” He brushes my hair away with his other hand and bitesthe back of my neck. When his lips travel over my earlobe, I let out a long moan.

Odin knows where my weak spots are and always drives me mad with desire.

“You love it, don't you?” he asks, testing my entrance, and I move my hips.

“Please, love.”

“Your love,” he says and starts to enter me slowly, but I don't want to wait, and I push myself against him, causing his erection to take me even farther.

“My man. My one and only.”

“The only one!” he roars as he takes me completely.

I can't move at first. He's too big, and I'm at his mercy. His hips rotate in circles, making me feel him very deeply, and when he sees that I'm ready, he moves almost completely out of me and thrusts himself hard inside me again.

We both scream, and the grip on my arms tightens. He's not hurting me, just restraining me, and the feeling of being dominated is delicious.

I put my face to the wall, the stimuli throughout my body too strong.

“Spread your thighs wider,” he commands, and I obey.

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