Page 19 of Guardian's Heart

I stared into his deep, black eyes that swam like a liquid abyss. His breathing had increased, just like mine had.

"I need…" he trailed off, staring at me as if I was an aberration. "I need—"

He stepped forward and cupped the back of my head, and his eyes searched mine. Just the thought of him kissing me liquified my pussy and made my ovaries howl in pleasure.

After the jolt we had received when touching our marks, we both moved forward carefully, even though I suspected his every instinct drove him to rush just like mine did, urging me to touch his lips. I closed my eyes when our lips were a mere inch apart from one another. Ready for another jolt, I wasn't too disappointed when it didn't happen, when instead, my stomach fluttered in response and my knees slightly weakened. Normal responses. Good.

Even the jolt of heat following our tongues touching was nothing out of the ordinary. Well, aside from the fact that nobody had ever kissed me before like he was doing.

He was still cupping my head, his fingers now digging into my hair, while my arms slung underneath his arms, up his back. His very broad, heavily muscled, shirtless back. This time, I took a moment to regard his eight pack, yap, eight. Definitely eight. Looking as hard as a washing board.

His other hand landed at the small of my back. Gathering the material of his cloak, he exposed my legs one inch at a time to the sunlight. Shifting me so I leaned sideways, he gathered up more material in his palm, arousing in me a deep anticipation of when his hand would meet my naked flesh.

My clit began to pulse in sync with my heart, and I couldn't help but lift said leg high to sling it around his waist, pressing my core against his hard erection.

He groaned into my mouth.

His hand hit naked flesh. He palmed my ass, making me moan. I was up on my tiptoes on one leg now, but he effortlessly held me up. The hand cupping my head moved lower and grabbed my standing leg right beneath my ass cheek, where heapplied enough pressure for me to lift that one, too, and sling it around his hips.

He moved us backward until my back hit a tree while I shamelessly gyrated my hips against his hard cock.

I shook my shoulders so the cloak fell off them, exposing my chest. He sat me down on one of the twisted roots.

"Ah, frygg." He stared at my exposed chest. His hands, now free, moved up, and cupped one in each palm while I sucked in a sharp breath, only to repeat it when his head lowered and he took one of my already erect nipples into his mouth.

As good as it felt, I needed more, and I needed it now. I had never been this aroused, this horny in my life, and I needed his cock inside me. I needed him to ride me like there was no tomorrow, shove his cock up into my cunt so deep that my ovaries would scream.

To make my desire known, I moved my hands away from his back, relishing in the up and down of his abs, which were so freaking hard, and down to his pants. I didn't hesitate; I made my way in and cupped his cock. Hard.

"Argh," he mumbled around my nipple, his teeth gently nipped, and that was so hot, I squeezed his cock harder. And when I say squeezed, I didn't mean with my fist because it was too big for me to wrap my fingers fully around.

It pulsed between my fingers in its silvery color with a thick, mushroom-shaped head and dark, thick veins. I swallowed when I explored those veins; they were pronounced enough to form ridges, ridges that would create the most delicious friction inside me. That was the tipping point. I needed him inside me now.

He didn't seem to need any further encouragement, either. He rocked his hips while I pulled on his pants. Gravity did the rest, and they pooled around his ankles. A quick pull on his cock made him breach the short distance. I spread my legs inanticipation, and then the head of his cock was finally by my entrance. All my focus moved to my pussy as his shaft pushed into my hole, spreading it. I sucked in a deep breath as, inch by inch, he began to fill me. And yes, his ridges were just as pleasurable as I had imagined them.

He let go of my nipple to look into my face, studying it as much as I was studying his while the most exquisite sensations ran through me. He groaned when he was fully sheathed, closing his eyes for a moment, relishing it.

My head fell back, and I closed my eyes, solely focused now on the in and out of his cock inside me, filling and stretching me the way no man ever had before. We took it slow at first; both of us caught up in our own pleasure, but soon his thrusts turned harder, faster. I gripped his forearms on either side of me as his fingers dug into my hips, moving me in rhythm with his rocking pelvis.

My arms leaned against his, and I sucked in a breath of such intense pleasure it nearly split me in two when our strange tattoos came in contact with each other. A slight mismatch in his rhythm told me that he felt it; right before his thrusts turned more frantic.

ZAAREK

I had no wordsto describe what was happening to me. My world was reduced to emotions and sensations alien to me. Nothing compared to what Nova and I were doing. I couldn't stop the thought that being inside her was what I had been created for. Her pussy had been made for me, just as my cock had been made for her. But there was more to it, so much more. Emotions, the kind I had never experienced before, filled my chest, threatened to burst it. I wanted her. I needed her. I wanted and neededallof her, and still, that wouldn't be enough. I clasped her hips and moved her off the frygging branch, her legs automatically folded around me. My thrusting into her was becoming more frenzied. I needed to come more than ever before, and yet I didn't want this to stop, ever. I wanted to keep thrusting into her until the end of our days.

Her arms wrapped around my neck as she pressed herself closer to me, needing our skin-on-skin contact as much as I did. My balls slapped against her slit; I was as deeply sheathed as I could get, and yet, I felt like I wanted tocrawlinto her,consumeher,fillher. I pressed her as close as possible, reveling in how her tits pressed against my chest, those beautiful tits of hers that I felt I hadn't been able to enjoy fully yet. Everything had happened so fast that there had been no time to think or draw this out. This need inside me was primal, driven by a part of me that must have laid dormant, buried deep in the recesses of my brain.

Her low mewls drove me on and brought me to the brink of coming, but I held back. My balls throbbed in need to release my seed, but I denied them. I needed her to come first, sensing that this would be how it was until the end of my days. She would always come first in everything I did. While a small rational part of my mind prayed that she would never figure out how much power she held over me because she could end me with just a word, a gesture.She was everything.

She arched her beautiful neck back; her body stiffened right before she let out a guttural moan that reverberated deep in my chest. Her walls squeezed and released around my cock, massaging it in the most incredible way that killed the last of my self-restraint. With her climax exploding all around me, I was free to release my seed into her womb. I roared my release into the forest, throwing my head back as pleasure of immeasurable heights ran through me.

"Frygg, Nova," I cried, burying my head in the nape of her neck, relishing in the shudders moving through her, the hard beating of her heart, and her panting breaths. Sweat covered her and me, a testament to the most satisfying sex of my life.

"Frygg is right. Fuck me," she panted, leaning her head against mine. "Wow!"

A prideful grin made its way across my lips. My fingers moved over her flesh, creating small ripples of quivers in response. Ah, she was exquisite. Perfect.

Slowly, I pulled out of her, remembering where we were. Never in my life had I let my guard down like this. Anything could have snuck up on us, and I wouldn't have been aware of it. I cursed myself, but the pleasure still raging through me was too fresh to allow any anger in. Not even at myself.

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