Chapter Ten
Astrid let out a giggle, followed by a scream as Lord came after her. She didn’t know how they ended up chasing each other around the house, naked, but that was exactly what they were doing.
She didn’t know if she was somehow winning, or he was letting her win, as she zoomed in and out of each room.
The moment she hit the sitting room, she had a sneaking suspicion Lord had been letting her win, as he was able to suddenly capture her around the waist and land them on the rug in front of the roaring fire.
Lord had insisted on going out in the freezing cold and getting the logs. It was magical.
Just as they hit the floor, Lord captured her lips, and it was an intense, searing kiss that went straight to her soul.
Astrid didn’t quite know what came over her, but she hitched her leg over Lord’s hip and quickly pulled him down so that she was straddling him.
Lord let out a laugh. “You don’t think I’m going to fight you, do you?”
He placed his hands on the ground, as if in surrender. “I’m yours, and I’m at your mercy.”
She ran her hands down his chest. She had no idea where this confidence had come from, just that she felt like she could touch him.
He’s mine.
Those words kept whispering in her head, like a damn mantra.
Even as she tried to fight them, so she could make sense of her feelings, because this was .
.. Lord—the man who had called her a convenience.
The very same man she had been in love with most of her life, and the reason she was so damn upset when he didn’t feel the same way about her. She was so confused.
The last twenty-four hours had been a whirlwind. The sex, incredible, and she had hoped in the cold morning daylight, when she woke up, her sanity would return. It didn’t.
Her sanity was very much in place. And along with it, this yearning that wasn’t going away. She wanted to hate herself, but being with Lord without any of the ranchers close by, felt so good.
She knew there were risks. They were having sex without protection. Each time they did, she promised herself it would be the last. Then that pesky little voice inside her head kept on ringing.
He’s mine.
She didn’t want to ignore that voice. If Lord was hers, she wanted to keep him all to herself.
Leaning down, she kissed him and felt his hands on her thighs as they started to caress her legs and then grip her hips.
She let out a moan, and she loved when he growled, which was exactly what he did now.
The noise he made went straight to her cunt, heightening her need for him, making her hotter, and he wasn’t even inside her yet.
In fact, Lord had been licking at her pussy every chance he could get, and now she felt it was time for her to return the favor. She had not licked or sucked his cock.
Breaking from kissing his lips, this time she trailed her lips down his neck, following the path, going toward that pulse at the side, and she slid her tongue right across the tender pulse. She was pretty sure she heard him suddenly inhale, but wasn’t sure if she just imagined it.
Down she glided, going toward his nipples, and seeing as he liked to spend a little time at her nipples, she couldn’t help but reciprocate the pleasure.
She kissed his nipples, each in turn, and then went back to suck just a little, and for good measure just to bite down.
He let out another little growl, and she loved that sound so much.
She didn’t bite down too much, just enough to make him gasp, and then she soothed out that pain with her tongue, dancing it back and forth across his nipples.
Astrid felt the pulse of his cock, and she moved off straddling his waist, and she kissed down his stomach, taking her time.
Putting her hands at his hips, she looked up, and his eyes were closed, but she saw him lick his lips.
Now, as she got closer, she pulled back just a little, and then glanced down at his thick cock.
He was thick, rock-hard, and she slid her tongue across the thick, pulsing vein. She still hadn’t touched him, trying to create as much sensation as possible, to build up the pleasure, in the hope of driving him wild with need.
When she couldn’t stand waiting anymore, she reached for him, wrapping her fingers around his length, holding him still, and then she took him into her mouth.
He let out a grunt. She only took the tip of his cock into her mouth, and then with her gaze on him, as he was looking right down at her, she slowly sunk onto his length.
Inch by inch, he sank inside her mouth until he hit the back of her throat, and she let out a little groan.
She pulled off him so that she didn’t choke on his length, but it was a close call.
“Fuck!” He growled and the sound seemed to echo around the room.
Working from the base up to the tip, she worked his cock and licked the tip as he had copious amounts of pre-cum leaking out. She flicked her tongue against it, then took more of him into her mouth and started to swallow him down, working his cock as she did.
Lord’s hands clenched into fists, as she kept working his cock.
“I’m not going to be able to last,” he said.
Astrid pulled off his cock, and then moved back up to where she had been, only this time she held onto his length, lifted herself over him, and slid down on his thick dick. He was so thick, and she cried out as he filled her.
It was like he was almost too big at this angle, and she didn’t know if she would be able to take all of him.
She had already let go of him as he was already deep inside her, and this time Lord grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way down, so she was seated right onto his cock.
There was nowhere else for her to go. They were together.
She closed her eyes, as it felt so intense. She wasn’t sure any more if it was pleasure or pain, as it felt so damn good. She didn’t want it to stop.
They hadn’t moved, and as she opened her eyes, because Lord had sat up, and she tilted her head back.
He’s mine.
Those two words kept repeating inside her head.
He’s mine.
She wanted him so badly she could taste it, and of course she could, because his cock had been right on her tongue.
Lord tucked some hair behind her ear, and then he rubbed his nose against hers. It was such a tender moment and took her completely by surprise. Then, he kissed her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he ran his hands up against her. This felt different. This was a closeness she hadn’t anticipated.
She didn’t want him to stop, and he continued to kiss her, and there was an answering pulse in her core as she felt his cock thicken within her. Astrid didn’t know how it was possible for him to get any thicker as he filled her.
He felt amazing to her, and she didn’t want him to stop. Their connection was absolute. Was she imagining this? It felt so real. She loved this man, she felt it deep in her soul, and it consumed her in a way she wasn’t ready for. This was magical. This was everything.
They made love. This was not fucking, but making love, and Astrid loved every second of it.
It was the strangest feeling, and she was pretty sure she felt how Lord was feeling.
That had to be wrong. There was no way she knew what Lord was feeling, because he could be feeling anything.
But it was there, this flow of emotion so intense, it stole her breath away. She hoped she wasn’t imagining it.
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“You’re not coming out with me,” Lord said.
“You’re not going to stop me, and it’s late, and it’s dark, and you want to go and check on the cattle and the horses. Don’t argue with me, Lord. I know the ranchers would usually be here to help, and they’re not here, so you’ve got me.”
He didn’t like this. He needed to go and check on a few parts of the ranch. Astrid had dressed for the occasion which had pissed him off, because he liked her naked. For the past couple of days, they hadn’t even bothered to wear clothes.
He’d been able to sneak out to check on the ranch in the morning as she’d been busy with breakfast. This morning, she had already gotten breakfast prepared and was waiting to go with him, and he was a little pissed about it.
It was cold outside, and Astrid did not run hot, like him.
He wanted to protect her, but she was so damn stubborn.
“Fine, fine, you can come with me, but if you get too cold, then you’re back here, you got it?”
She stuck out her tongue, which was so cute, and she winked at him. He didn’t like this, but there was nothing else he could do unless he chained her to the bed, which did sound appealing to him.
“Come on,” he said.
He reached for her hand, and she took his without hesitation.
Mine.
There was that word. He couldn’t get it out of his head. Astrid belonged to him. She was his mate, and he had to fix what he had broken. They stepped out into the cold, and the moment they did, he felt her tense up.
“You can go right back into the house,” he said.
“No, it’s fine. It’s not cold.”
He was already sure her teeth were chattering. Lord didn’t like this. It was rare for him to feel the cold, and he knew this was cold. He pulled her close, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, trying to give her as much of his warmth as physically possible.
The horses and cattle were not too far from the main house.
He was not interested in what he had to fix.
With the intense cold and the volume of snow, he knew there was going to be something he would need to fix.
The damage would be extensive, but he was only interested in close to the house where he had everything protected.
The teeth chattering started quite quickly. Quicker than he liked. He pulled her in close, but he just didn’t have enough body heat to help her.
“I’m fine,” Astrid said.
She was a stubborn woman.