Chapter 24 #2
As she expected, he was quick to grab hold of her again.
This time he wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her back up from where she’d tried to scramble away on all fours.
Keeping that arm around her waist, he lifted her into the air and pulled her stretchy pants down her legs with his other hand.
When he set her back down, her pants were gathered around her ankles, and she was forced to reach for the boulder's smooth surface to keep her balance. In the small amount of time it took her to do this, he’d pulled her panties down also.
She now had her bare ass sticking out and was unable to walk. She thought about what to do, but Myrum reached around and sank his fingers into her wet folds. All thoughts of resistance melted away as his fingers found her clit.
“You’re so wet,” he growled. “You liked being hunted. You liked it when I found you and didn’t let you go. You’re mine, Amina. I hunted you. I found you. I captured you. Now I get to play with what I’ve snared.”
He withdrew his fingers, making her whimper.
“I want more of your flesh,” he said, making her straighten up. With swift motions, he unlatched her bra and tossed it away.
Holding her around the waist, he kept her back pressed against his front and cupped one of her breasts. She moaned then gasped when he plucked at the nipple.
“Beg me,” he demanded. “Beg me to fuck you.”
“Never,” she said.
When he let go of her breast, she almost stopped the game to demand he keep touching her, but then she smelled honey. When his hand returned to her nipple, his fingers were coated in his oil.
Her nipple beaded and tingled, making her moan. When he was finished coating both her breasts, he moved his hand lower.
“No,” she moaned.
“Yes.” His fingers spread her lips, rubbing his oil over her clit and then dipping into her pussy.
“Oh!” she cried out as everything heated and tingled. It was the best and worst all at the same time.
“Put your hands on the rock,” he ordered.
“I won’t do anything you want,” she shot back.
He pinched her clit. “Oh?”
“No,” she said, then gasped when he pinched again.
“F-f-fine,” she stuttered, putting both hands on the rock. Because he was still holding her around the waist, she had to lean far over to do it.
She felt exposed and so damn turned on.
“Good pet,” he said, letting go of her waist and running his hands up to cup both breasts. He massaged and pinched, making her squirm because he was completely ignoring the part of her that wanted attention the most.
“Please,” she said.
“Not good enough,” he said. “You have to beg.”
“I-I-I’m begging,” she said.
“What are you begging for?” he taunted, putting his lips to her ear and nipping at the shell.
“Fuck me.”
“Better,” he said, kissing her ear then kissing lower on her neck. “Say it all together.”
“I said it,” she countered, bucking back against him. Of course it didn’t do anything; he was much too solid for her to move him with something as minor as that.
He pinched both her nipples then dropped his hands to her belly. “Say it right or I stop everything.”
“I’m begging you to fuck me!” she cried out.
“Good girl,” he purred. She felt him fumbling with his pants, then his shaft was pressing into her. She moaned as he invaded her, putting pressure on all the right spots. One arm went around her waist to steady her and the other dove between her legs to find her clit.
“I’m going to give you all of me,” he said, pulling himself almost all the way out and then thrusting forward. At the same time, he splayed his fingers over the little nub of nerves that was throbbing for attention.
Her entire body shook as Myrum set a brutal pace. The running and hiding had all been foreplay for both of them. It wasn’t long before she was quaking and crying out.
Pleasure flooded her system.
Myrum let out another roar. Heat filled her as he came too. They both shook from the intensity.
His thrusts slowed then stopped. They stood there, motionless and panting, the sun beating down on them mercilessly. Amina let out a breathless chuckle, pulled one hand off the boulder, and patted Myrum's arm.
“I need to stand up straight,” she murmured.
He purred and carefully extracted himself from her. Tugging his pants back into place, he took a half-step back.
She let out a contented sigh. “Damn, that was good. We’re going to need to figure out how to do that again.”
“With pleasure,” he agreed. “Hunting you was the most fun I’ve ever had using my tracking skills.”
She leaned over to pull her pants up, but he was quick to kneel at her feet and do it for her. Her pants were covered in dirt. Looking around, she found her shirt hanging off a nearby bush. Her bra was on another branch.
Myrum noticed where she was looking. Standing back up, he plucked them off and handed them to her. Tugging them on, she grimaced at how dirty her clothing was.
“I wish the creek had enough water to bathe in,” she grumbled. “I feel grimy.”
Before Myrum could respond, they both heard the shuttle landing nearby.
Without another word, Myrum picked her up and sprinted back to the platform. She could only hope he knew where they were going because she didn’t have a clue.