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“You know exactly what it is because I’ve given you anatomy lessons before,” she gasped, not enjoying his taunting. Okay, no, she was enjoying it, but she wanted more. “Keep teasing me like this, and I’ll be sure to return the favor.”

Henrik chuckled as his fingers dipped lower, sweeping over her hole before going further back, only to return. This was his first time exploring her body with his own touch, and he was doing a pretty good job of it. Or, he had an excellent teacher.

“I’m gonna pop off the second you touch me, Little Witch, so I’m not too worried about gettin’ mine. What do you think? Can you take two fingers, or should I start with one?”

She wanted to be spread out and stretched on his massive dick, but since she couldn’t have that, she wanted to feel the burn of his fingers inside of her.

“Two,” she begged, throwing her head back as she arched against him. “Then three. I want to feel all of it.”

“You’re goin’ to take what I give you,” he murmured into her skin. “And I’m goin’ to try my very fuckin’ best not to sink my teeth into this perfect throat.”

Violet didn’t have a chance to respond, because two fingers pressed against her slit, dipping inside of her, and with that, she no longer had the ability to think, let alone speak.

She was entirely his, lost in his scent and the feeling of his body pressed against hers. She had spent so much of her life fantasizing about this, about being against him and with him, but none of it could ever compare. The reality of Henrik Ellis holding her, touching her, kissing her, worshiping her...

It was overwhelming in the best of ways possible.

She felt him inside of her, felt the curl of his fingers as he crooked them, and as he pressed against the soft spot that made her knees weak. She keened against him, lost in all of the sensations, unable to do anything more than feel. His thumb brushed against her clit, a light tease, and she tightened up around his fingers.

He seemed to freeze against her, but that wasn’t going to do, so she moaned again, forcing the sound past her lips. He had to keep going. She needed to keep urging him on. He was doing everything perfectly right.

And if he stopped, she really would set them both on fire.

Henrik’s lips swallowed her next moans as he kissed her, and she reached up to grip at his hair, to cling to him. She had no idea what else to do, with her hands empty and his all over her, but she had to do something.

Her free hand moved to his shoulder, his chest, and then lower, down his body. Touching his bare body with her fingertips was electric, the hard planes of abdomen rippling against her touch. She wanted to spend hours exploring him, and give him hours exploring her.

Maybe his idea about going back to the house wasn’t a terrible idea...

Henrik growled into her mouth as she finally reached the little dip underneath his hip, and then she was sliding her hand lower, into depths unknown. She had never done this before, touched a cock, held a man’s penis, but she was excited to try, excited to tease him and please him the same way he was her.

“Not gonna last,” he groaned against her mouth. “Go easy on me.”

She had no idea what that meant, so she was simply going to touch him and stroke him, and see where that landed her.

They groaned together as they kept touching, his hips rocking into her fist as she rocked her hips against his hand. It was delightful torture, to have no control over his movements, but absolute bliss to know that her pleasure was in his hands, and that he would do his utmost to worship her. Every time his thumb brushed her clit, stars exploded behind her eyes. She gave up trying to watch him and instead lost herself in the sensations, amazed at how easily they were learning one another.

It was the first time, and yet, it felt as though they had done this a million times before. Perhaps they had, but only in their dreams.

But reality was better than any dream she had ever conjured, because reality came with the grand finale rather than waking up just before she hit her peak.

“I’m so close,” she gasped against his mouth, trying to remember how to breathe. She felt like she was being choked, or being pulled too tight in a corset, but nothing was actually restricting her air flow. Was she overwhelmed? Was it the position? Her breasts were smothering her, and his weight was heavy against hers.

“Let go, let go against me,” he growled, and moved his mouth to her shoulder, sucking on the skin. His thumb stopped teasing with the occasional swipe and moved to press against her clit, rolling and teasing and rubbing her closer to the edge. Her hand gripped tighter, causing his hips to lose rhythm, and she knew he was close as well.

He was going to bite her. There was simply no way he wouldn’t. He was too close to the edge. And if they finished together...

He was going to bite her. They were going to confirm their soulmate bond.

And that knowledge, that sense of peace, was what allowed her to finally relax, and let him push her over the edge.

The low burning fire in the cave roared to life as her orgasm slammed into her, the heat raising the temperature of the cave more than a few degrees. Henrik moaned as he kept thrusting, and she felt his teeth on her shoulder, nearly ready to clamp down, only for him to jerk himself away. She felt cold for a moment, then heat again, and she nearly worried she had burned him, only to realize he was trying to keep from biting her.

It was a cruel tease that had her crying out, but her orgasm was too strong, the pleasure running through her fingers and toes, for her to be able to call him out on what absolute bullshit that was. At least he was still touching her, and wow, how amazing it was to be touched by him.

The heat in the cave disappeared almost as quickly as it had happened, and Violet took in a deep breath, realizing what had just occurred. She had orgasmed, had been touching her soulmate, and now there was a sticky mess all over her hand, and the fire was burning low, and Henrik was... he was...

He was perfect, grinning at her with a dopey look on his face. She wanted to be annoyed with him that he hadn’t bit her, but fuck, it could wait, then. What was another few hours? They were in a cave on the edge of nowhere.

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