17. Orsen
Orsen
Rowan’s lips were cool and slippery, the taste of the river coating her skin, and I was ravenous.
I’d fully intended on just sitting with her.
Well, after I’d pointed out that she truly had been irresponsible, going off on her own like that.
I genuinely had been content to enjoy the moment, even if being so near my mate made my skin buzz in the best way.
When she’d pushed me into the water, though, something had flipped.
She’d been so bright and beautiful, laughing like that, and without the sweater blocking her from me, I could see just how hard her nipples got, thanks to the frigid water.
The sight had gone straight to my dick, and fuck, I just had to taste her again.
I’d been sitting on memories of her, the way she’d felt wrapped around me.
It’d been so damn long since I’d had her: six fucking years.
After having that moment with her at the pack flight, my dragon and I had been floating.
Still, it’d just been that one time, and the hankering, the craving to touch her again had gotten nearly too intense to bear.
Pulling her closer, I soared at the squeak she let out when her midsection collided with my erection.
“Orsen,” Rowan mumbled against my lips, and I used my grip on her to walk us closer to the bank, laying her on the soft earth. “Oh…”
The lilting sound of her moan was enough to get my cock kicking again, and my dragon roared inside me. I’d been good up to this point, and I’d been damn proud of myself for it, too. But I couldn’t hold back anymore. The need for my mate was too strong, too all-consuming.
I pulled my shirt over my head before immediately going for the tiny tee Rowan was wearing.
The wet fabric slapped against the ground as I threw the items to the side.
My little treat stared up at me with lidded eyes, her wet hair dripping down her fair skin.
Rowan breathed through parted lips, her hands hovering over her stomach.
I didn’t think she’d even noticed, but I was quick to pull them away.
“No need to hide from me, sweetheart.”
A red flush warmed Rowan’s cheeks, and I towered over her, my rough hands going straight for the straps of her bra and pulling them down.
I held her eyes as I lowered the lacy cup, revealing her breast. Rowan’s nipple was so hard, like it ached, and I craned over her, sucking the needy bud into my mouth.
Rowan arched into my touch, moaning again. God, I could listen to her make that sound for all time. “Oh shit…”
As her fingers threaded into my hair, I sucked harder, squeezing her other breast with my free hand.
It didn’t stay there long, though. I trailed my fingers down, finding the waistband of her pants and working it over her hips.
I couldn’t get them off one-handed, but I wasn’t letting go of Rowan’s delicious little bud.
So, I bent over her, flicking my tongue around her nipple as I shoved the sopping fabric down her legs.
Getting the wet material off her body was a pain in the ass, and I grunted in frustration until the damn things were gone, her panties quickly following.
My gorgeous mate was bared to me. My erection strained behind my soggy jeans, and, straightening, I hurried to undo the button and zipper, yanking them down.
My cock bobbed free, stretching upward as my knot steadily throbbed, swelling more and more with every second I feasted on the sight of my naked mate.
Letting out a shaky breath that almost seemed nervous, Rowan stared directly at my erection.
I couldn’t help but smirk, hovering over her again and drifting my fingers between her legs.
She was so wet for me already, slick coating the sensitive flesh of her seam.
I teased her, nearly sliding my finger in before pulling it away.
“Goddamn it, Orsen. Please. Just fucking touch me already.”
“Are you sure, Rowan?” I asked, emphasizing her new name. I had been dreaming about potentially doing more with her since the last time, after she’d checked on my wing, but I couldn’t presume.
Her gaze turned serious, and she looked me straight in the eye before saying firmly, “I want you to fuck me. I’m done resisting. Now hurry up and make me come before I change my mind.”
Fuck.
I was a goner.
I used my other hand to grip Rowan’s chin, getting her to look at me while I continued my torment.
“Ah, ah, ah, little trickster. You’re the one who pushed me into this here river. You need to make it up to me.” Rowan’s eyes flared wide as I moved my touch down her arm, taking her hand and wrapping it around my cock. “Show me how sorry you are.”
I was pushing, but that was my nature. I couldn’t fundamentally change who I was—I just silently prayed that Rowan was okay with it.
Chewing her lip, Rowan glared through a tiny smirk as she began to glide her hand up and down.
I touched her at the same pace, mimicking the way she slowly worked my shaft by sliding my finger along her seam.
Her need got the better of her, making Rowan squirm against my hand, and she rocked her fist faster, squeezing tighter.
My mate.
“That’s it.” I slipped deeper into her, finding her clit and sweeping firmly over the needy bundle of nerves. “You get what you give. You want me to sink into you? Hard and deep? Well, then, you’d better stroke my cock just as good, baby.”
Rowan gritted her teeth, working me harder.
I smirked, licking my lips as I dipped one finger and then two into her tight pussy.
She clamped around me, her eyes rolling back into her head.
She was stunning, and precum oozed from my tip, which my sweet mate saw fit to smooth over the head of my cock, making my legs tremble.
When I hooked my fingers into that familiar spot of hers, Rowan bucked, arching off the ground, her eyes pinching closed. Her grip on me faltered, and I immediately slid my finger out of her, which only made Rowan whimper in frustration.
“Dammit! Please, Orsen. Please just fuck me already.”
A wicked chuckle left me as I continued with the old, familiar game I used to play with Emmeline, driving her wild. I planted a hand on the ground next to her hip, shoving closer as my hips forced Rowan’s legs wide.
“I do love it when you beg me like that.” I took hold of my dick, positioning myself right where Rowan wanted it. Then I teased her with it, rubbing against her clit. “Let me hear you again. Let me hear you plead for my cock.”
Looking up at me, her hair a tangled mess of dripping strands, Rowan held my hungry stare with lidded eyes, her cheeks flushed bright pink despite the chill of being wet and naked out in the open like this.
“Please, Orsen.” She pressed her pussy against my erection, swiveling her hips. “I need to feel your cock inside me.”
I would’ve liked to say I could have held out and teased her longer, but I was pretty damn sure we both knew that was a lie.
So, I thrust in—deep.
“Ugh!” Rowan cried out, clenching around my shaft as I bottomed out in her tight, perfect pussy.
God, I had missed that. Rowan was perfect for me in every way.
She gripped my arm, her nails digging into the flesh of my forearm, and I started up a hard, fast rhythm.
Sure, part of me wanted to take my time, but I couldn’t right now.
The need for her was too strong, and any notion of dragging this out disappeared.
I rutted into her, my hips snapping against Rowan’s as I claimed my mate thoroughly. I’d missed this, missed the life we’d created for each other, and this moment both healed and cracked something inside me.
My sweet mate wasn’t dead and gone. She was right here, wrapped all around me again.
And we still seemed to have the habit of fucking without a bedroom.
We had never really stuck to a bedroom before, but now it seemed our habit of screwing anywhere was starting to get out of hand.
“Oh God, Orsen.” Rowan’s arms wound around my neck, and I scooped her leg up over my shoulder so I could sink deeper. “Fuck! Yes! Right there. Right there, right there, right there.”
“Oh, I know where you need me.”
I thrust hard, pointed strikes that I knew hit her G-spot each time.
It didn’t take long for my girl to surge around my cock, choking my length with her walls, and holy hell, it felt so damn good.
That familiar need to come roared through me.
Sure enough, I bellowed low and loud, my inner dragon just as desperate for the thunderous climax that was close.
My knot pulsed, swelling and locking me firmly inside Rowan’s pussy. Short but potent jerks of my hips had Rowan tumbling over the edge again, and she yanked my mouth to her lips, kissing the hell out of me.
I came, seeing stars as I emptied myself inside her. The warmth was incredible, my dick kicking. After what felt like an eon, I stilled. Rowan dropped her head to the ground, and I followed her, resting my forehead on hers.
We lay like that until I could slip free.
Plus, she was exhausted, and a few minutes of post-orgasmic bliss would probably do her a world of good.
Eventually, when I had deflated enough, I gingerly stood up, helping Rowan to her feet so the two of us could get dressed.
It wasn’t like we could go back to the house rocking nothing but our birthday suits.
Rowan’s naked form was for me and my clanmates’ eyes only.
“Ugh, I don’t want to put on these soaking wet clothes!” Rowan whined playfully. “I may have regrets.”
I cocked a brow at her.
“No, not that,” she added, her face flushing that red shade I was becoming very familiar with. “That was… amazing. But wet clothes afterward… not so much.”
I smirked, kissing the top of her head. “That’s what you get for shoving me in the river.”
“Worth it.”
Once dressed, albeit soggily, we started our trek back to the horde house. As we got closer, I paused, turning to Rowan once more. I’d been ruminating too long, and I needed to just get it off my chest.
“Hey, not to beat a dead horse, but I need you to promise me you won’t wander off like that again. I was lucky to be out here to see you go into the woods, but if I wasn’t and someone was out there who wanted to—Yeah. Just, please. I need you to help us if we’re going to keep you safe.”
Reaching up, Rowan patted me on the cheek with a small grin, keeping her palm against my flesh for a moment.
“I will let someone know if I need alone time again. You know, you could always get me a dog or something.” She slid her hand back, heading off toward the house.
“Or you could put one of the younger dragons on ‘Rowan duty’?”
I stopped short, remembering what we’d just done out there while alone together. The idea of some other dragon getting too big for his britches and trying something made me want to find the nearest tree trunk and punch the shit out of it.
And it wouldn’t just be me. None of my clanmates would want Rowan hanging out alone with another dragon. I looked back up at her, noting the smirk. She just couldn’t help but tease me a little.
I hurried up to her side. “I’ll think about the dog. But unfortunately, our dragons are far too busy at the moment.”
She smirked at me, sauntering and swaying her hips. “Pity.”
As Rowan strolled off, I clenched my jaw, muttering under my breath behind her, loud enough that I knew she heard me, “Oh, you’re going to pay for that one, menace.”