Page 34 of The Truth Between

As if he sensed the dilemma I was in, he was determined to erase it all. His lips once again claimed mine. I moved my leg to knee him in the dick and he immediately blocked my attempt. He growled against my lips before he broke away from me.

“What’s your safe word, Iris?” His tone told me the wrong answer wouldn’t be tolerated again.

“It’s diary.”

“Perfect,” he said. Before I could blink, he’d taken full control.

My brain was telling me to push him away. Yet my body did the opposite. I found myself craving his touch as my hands roamed his body, matching his energy with my own.

All thoughts about how I shouldn’t be doing this and how wrong this was fled my mind. Nothing but where and how he was touching me mattered anymore. His hands were everywhere in his attempt to possess all of me, and I had no doubt in my mind that he would succeed. How was he able to light a fire in me with all these layers on? The thought left my mind as I moaned softly, arching into him as my pussy clenched because of his actions.

Soren slid his hands under the shirts I had on, roaming up my stomach in a slow caress. I gasped as the air rolled over my overheated skin, causing goose bumps to appear all over my body. Or they could have come about as a result of him inching higher and higher until he reached my breasts. His touch was far from gentle, showing me how much trouble I was in with him.

And I liked it.

Pleasure and pain came together because of our union, and what a beautiful combination it was. What I didn’t expect was to want to see his face, which was still covered by the mask he wore. Then again, I could use his wearing a mask as a way to pretend that this wasn’t happening with him. Although I was loving all of this at the moment, I knew I would regret it in the morning.

“Admit it,” he growled, bringing my attention back to what he was doing to me. He continued to roll my nipple between his fingers, forcing me to release a deep sigh. “You need this. You want me to fuck you so hard that you scream.”

I bit my lip as I tried to hold back a moan. I refused to give him the satisfaction. But we both knew the truth. The way my body was reacting to him was all the answer he needed.

He smiled and stuck my nipple into his mouth. His touch ignited my body as I gasped, my legs shaking violently.

“Say it,” he commanded after he’d let my nipple go.

“Yes,” I cried out. “I want you to fuck me. Hard.”

“There. That wasn’t so difficult, was it?”

I couldn’t come up with an answer because words failed me. I was drowning, suffocating because of the sensations that were coursing through me.

It felt as if every nerve ending in my body was on fire. I gasped for air as my hands clenched the fabric of his coat, clinging to him as a wave of pleasure took over.

Soren sucked on my breasts before going back to attacking my nipple. I was pretty sure the skin near my nipple would be bruised in the morning, his way of marking and claiming me, but I couldn’t care less at the moment.

I didn’t want to fight him anymore if it meant avoiding this. The fact that we were outside doing this didn’t matter. All I wanted was for him to fuck me in any way he would take me.

“Please,” I said, not even sure what I was begging for.

“Patience,” he mumbled against my skin before his hands landed on my waist as he ground against me.

I gasped as I felt him against my core. Because of his positioning, it forced my panties to rub against my pussy, showing how soaked I already was from his touch. I shut my eyes and leaned my head back against the tree bark, happy to allow the rest of my senses to take over.

He’d managed to command my body, and I responded to him without hesitation. I was completely under whatever spell he’d cast on me. I was sure of it.

He removed his hands from my waist, and I felt a sudden sense of loss. But before I could think about it too much, he pulled my top layers down before I felt his hands on my leggings, pulling them down as well.

He grabbed a handful of my ass before he yanked my panties down just before turning me around so that I faced the tree.

“Spread your legs,” he said. I quickly moved my legs apart.

Soren chuckled and I wondered if it was because I moved so quickly. “Are you ready for me?” he asked, his whisper sending a chill down my spine.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I looked over my shoulder at him as I watched him unzip his pants and pull his cock out. I’d wondered if he’d taken off the mask, but he still had it on. The thought of him fucking me with the mask on had now shifted from helping me to disassociate from this to turning me on even more. Was having a mask kink a thing?

The sound of Soren’s laughter brought me from my thoughts just before I felt the head of his cock teasing my entrance. He pressed forward, pushing his dick inside of me.

The sensation felt different in the best way, and it took a second for me to realize that I hadn’t heard the sound of a condom wrapper ripping.

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