Chapter 13 #2
“Show me then.” I felt like my answer was breathless, almost inaudible, but he heard it. His cock jumped underneath me as his eyes moved to my lips and his hands tightened on me. Deciding to be bold once more, I surged forward…or tried to.
“Tore!” A surprised squeak came from my lips as I was suddenly flat on my back on his bed with him over me, my lips barely having grazed his.
“You’re not in charge here, lil bit.”
My breath stuttered as he pulled back and regarded me with dark eyes.
The dominance and predatory energy that Tore had saturated the room, and I shifted my legs open more so he was pressed against me, an appreciative rumble breaking from him as his hard length rubbed against my covered center.
I wanted to move against him more, but he was pinning me to the bed so I couldn’t.
Instead of feeling trapped, I found that I loved it.
“Please, Tore?” I whispered, my voice almost unrecognizable.
“Fuck,” he groaned, surging down and melding our lips together.
His mouth took control of mine as my hands came up to string through his hair, trying to bring him as close as possible.
When he nipped my lip in punishment, I didn’t let go, and it seemed to fuel him on as he ground against me, needing the same type of relief that I did.
“I want to feel more of you,” I murmured, pulling at his shirt.
He sat back and tugged it over his head, having already shed his jacket.
I sucked in a breath, realizing just how muscular he was as my hand reached out to run along his tattoos, a shudder rolling through his frame as I looked up at him from under my lashes.
“Hands up,” he ordered roughly as he eased me up and pulled off my sweater, leaving me in just my silk bra that easily showed how turned on I was, my nipples hard and pressing against the material.
A groan broke from him, and I arched with a moan as his mouth covered one of my breasts, teasing the hard tip through the silk material.
I whimpered as his fingers tugged on my leggings and brought them down over my hips, finally releasing me from his teasing, torturous pattern to draw them and my boots off. I turned pink as his eyes went to where my panties were obviously wet, his fingers skimming over the material.
“Fuck, you do need this, don’t you?”
“I need you,” I agreed.
His gaze moved back up to mine, seeming to look for something before a snarl broke from his lips and he lunged forward, kissing me hard. His voice was dark as he said, “Then you’re going to get all of me, Effie.”
A moan escaped as he pushed my panties to the side and sank a finger inside of me, making me feel like I was being stretched.
I squirmed against the sensation as he teased my breast, only taking a break to growl out, “Fuck, you are so damn tight. I’m going to need to make sure you are soaked to take me. ”
I had no doubt. I could feel how massive he was.
“Tore!” I moaned his name as he moved another finger into me, pumping them in and out as he used his other hand to tug down the cup of my bra.
His hot mouth teased my nipple, my clit pulsing as he continued his torture, nearly bringing me to climax after only minutes.
I trembled as his thumb rolled over my clit, and a sob of frustration left my lips, needing… needing more.
“You need more?” he demanded, his hand circling my throat as he looked down at me.
“Yes,” I hissed.
“Take me out.”
I didn’t hesitate, reaching forward and tugging on his belt, wanting to see all of him.
Tore let out a throaty rumble as I unzipped his jeans.
He helped me push down his pants and boxers so that I could take him in my hand.
Holy crap he was huge. No, seriously… I was sincerely worried about him fitting inside of me.
But that worry didn’t stop me from wanting more from him. From wanting everything from him.
My normal shyness was gone, and instead I marveled at the feeling of how hard and large he was in my hands, both of them wrapping around him.
His hand tightened on my throat again as I stroked him and looked up into his eyes, finding an intensely possessive and animalistic heat that made me know that the darker, more primal side of Tore was slipping out.
“Are you sure you want this?” he rasped.
“Yes,” I whispered. He leaned back and tugged off my panties so that he was looking down at me, completely bare and wet. When he ran the tip of his cock against my wet heat, a whimper left my throat, my abdomen tightening in anticipation.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” I promised, my legs wrapping around his waist as he sank against me.
I arched up, gasping in pleasure as the head of his cock pressed into me.
I was acutely aware of our size difference, both in the way he covered me, but also by how large his cock was.
It would be a tight fit, but instead of scaring me, I found I was eager.
“I will, but I won’t mean it. It won’t last.” He brushed his nose against mine as my hand slid up his chest and rested on his heart. He began to sink in further, and I tensed up, my breath catching as I felt my muscles tighten at the intrusion.
“I trust you,” I whispered softly.
His gaze held mine as he spoke a set of words that lit me on fire. “I love you, Effie.”
A sharp pain hit me as Tore slid into me completely, filling me in one stroke that had me letting out a cry of his name.
My eyes watered at the pain as I gasped at the feeling of being so incredibly full, his chest producing a rattling sound that pulled my magic forward and caused me to dig my nails into his chest.
“Holy fuck, you feel amazing,” he growled.
“Oh wow.” I felt breathless and almost dizzy, the pain fading and instead transforming into a pleasurable sensation that was nearly overwhelming. I felt like I needed him to move, but I didn’t know how to express that. I tried rocking and he groaned, his fingers tightening on my waist.
“You want me to move?” he asked, his voice unrecognizable.
“Yes.” I moaned as he did exactly that, pulling out of me and then sliding back in.
Extraordinary pleasure soared through me, coupled with a pulsating desire from the sensation of being able to lock around him as he filled me with each stroke.
I dug my nails into him as he began to go faster, each hard movement causing me to tighten around him as my clit pulsed from the friction of our two bodies.
When Tore’s lips met mine, I kissed him deeply, loving the way he easily took possession of my mouth, like he owned it.
Right now, I was almost positive that he did.
“This is heaven,” he hissed, running a hand through my hair and tilting my head back. “You’re fucking heaven, Effie. You’re home. I need to stay inside of you forever.”
My eyelids were heavy with desire as I moaned in response to his words, loving the dominance radiating off of him. I squeezed my legs around him, and he began to pound into me harder until I was calling out his name, the sound of it echoing through the dorm like the best soundtrack in the world.
When his mouth came to my neck and his teeth grazed the skin there, the anticipation of his bite had me hurling towards my first climax.
It slammed into me as relief flooded my body, my pussy growing wetter around him as he began to move so fast I could hear the bed shifting beneath us.
I arched my neck back further as he groaned, running his tongue along my skin and causing me to break out into a heated flush.
“Bite me,” I begged softly, wanting to feel that. Wanting to feel him.
“I’m never letting you go. I’m never going to let anything happen to you.” His vow was so serious as he held my gaze, moving in and out of me and claiming me completely. “Tell me that you know that. Tell me that you want this, that you want my bite and everything else that comes with it.”
“I want you, Tore. I need you.”
The man didn’t hesitate as he surged forward and took my neck.
I cried out as his teeth sliced into my skin, on the opposite side of my bitten mark.
Lodged completely inside of me, his cock pulsed, his hot release filling me.
I whimpered at the feel of his magic surging through me, taking ownership over me.
A hazy euphoria settled over me as his tongue soothed the savage mark he’d left.
I wanted to sink into the feeling, but when Tore pulled back, my blood on his lips, I couldn’t help but squeeze my legs and bring him further against me.
I tightened around him, feeling his release spill out of me, as he let out a low rumble of satisfaction, my lips on his neck.
I didn’t ask if he wanted my mark because I could feel it—I could feel how connected we were.
I marked him, biting into his flesh, as he groaned out my name.
His cock jerked and I felt him come again inside of me, filling me with his seed as a sense of complete contentedness rose over everything else, the primal part of my brain telling me that this was how I was meant to be.
Marked by my mate. Having marked my mate. Having him inside of me in all senses.
Tore said something as my eyes grew heavy, and I found myself floating in a high of being claimed by my mate. I wasn’t positive what was better in life than this, but I would have been thrilled to stay exactly like this forever.