Chapter 9
Chapter
Nine
THOR
W atching Debbie’s stomach quiver while he laved his tongue over her sweet pussy, seeing her pulling and twisting the brown nubs of her nipples while her ass squeezed the fuck out of his fingers, Thor knew his self-control wasn’t going to last much longer. His cock was pushing against the inside of his jeans, straining the zipper, aching to be inside of her.
First, he wanted to hear her scream.
Pumping his fingers harder, he settled his lips over her clit and sucked— hard.
“Fuck!” She practically levitated off the bed. Might have if he hadn’t still been holding her down.
He released the suction, laving his tongue over the swollen bud, and then started right back up again.
“ Oh, fuck me !” It was half-expletive, half-plea as her ass tightened down around his fingers like a vise, spasming around them as her orgasm surged.
Well, if she insisted.
Releasing the hard suction on her clit, Thor laved his tongue over her pussy with several long swipes. Debbie slumped on the bed, panting, her hands still on her breasts, but she was no longer playing with her nipples. She was basking in the hazy afterglow of a good orgasm, and Thor took the opportunity to strip off his clothes as fast as he could.
She was just lifting her head when he settled back between her thighs. Blinking up at him, her lips curved in a smile.
“Well, hello there, cowboy. Ready for another ride?”
Chuckling, Thor shifted his hips slightly, so the head of his cock nudged against her slick, swollen lips. The wet heat coated his tip, making him want to groan with how good it felt against his sensitive flesh. “I think the real question is, are you ready?”
“Bring it on, cowboy.” She wriggled, lifting her hips, and the first inch of his dick slipped inside of her. Thor groaned, dropping his head down to catch her lips in another kiss, his arms bracing on either side of her, before thrusting in hard and fast.
She cried out against his lips, body quivering beneath his, her pussy clenching around his cock as it slid home. Fuck, she felt amazing. Hot. Slick. Soft. Her muscles squeezed him, massaging the thick length of his dick.
Thor devoured her mouth while he reversed direction pulling his hips back before slamming into her again with a muffled groan. Debbie’s fingernails raked across his shoulders, grabbing onto him, her hips tilting upwards to meet his thrust. It didn’t seem to matter that she’d just orgasmed, she was just as needy for him as he was for her. She felt like velvet sin, wrapped around him, the taste of her still on his tongue, the little whimpers in the back of her throat filling his ears like the sweetest music.
This was going to be a hell of a ride.
Debbie
He was just as good with his cock as he was with his tongue.
Considering how big his cock was, that was almost surprising. Thor didn’t rely on his size. Nope. He shifted his hips, grinding against her, thrusting into her at different angles and quickly assessing which ones she liked best.
Debbie clung to his shoulders, doing her best to meet his thrusts, but mostly feeling like she was just along for the ride. Her clit tingled, buzzing with intense sensation every time he slammed home and rubbed his body against hers, trapping the nubbin underneath his pubic bone, stimulating it roughly. Her pussy clenched around him, so wonderfully full, yet she kind of missed his finger in her ass. The little hole clenched at the thought—she could only imagine what it would feel like to be filled in both places—but she couldn’t bring herself to ask.
It didn’t matter, anyway. Thor was already making her feel so damn good, it wasn’t like she needed anything else.
He tore his lips away from hers, bending his head to her breasts, so he could suckle one turgid nipple, his hips still pumping, cock pistoning in and out of her. Debbie finally got her hands in his long, blond hair, tugging it roughly enough to make him growl… then fuck her even harder.
His thrusts became rougher, wilder, so he could no longer use his mouth. His body moved against hers, wiry chest hair rubbing across her nipples, hard muscles rippling under her hands.
She was so exquisitely sensitive from her previous orgasm, the growing pleasure felt almost painful, almost too much for her body to process. The orgasm building inside of her now was like a tsunami, her pleasure curling back on itself, growing and growing, dragging her under.
“Debbie…” The husky groan of her name, his cock slamming into her, his body rocking against hers tipped her over the edge, and the wave came crashing down around her.
Crying out, Debbie dug in her nails, holding onto him for dear life. She was drowning in waves of ecstasy, new ones flowing over her with every deep thrust of Thor’s cock, sending her soaring. He finally buried himself inside her, his head coming to rest on her shoulder, throbbing inside of her as he shuddered with completion.
“Holy shit…” She breathed out the words, her body still quivering beneath his. The heavy weight of his body atop hers felt comforting like he was pinning her to the earth, so she didn’t float away on a cloud of happy sensation. She felt limp as a noodle and satisfied in every way.
A deep chuckle vibrated against her chest, where they were pressed together.
The weight lifted, making her almost sad, then he rolled, and Debbie found she was the one on top, his half-hard cock still deeply embedded inside her. Hands wrapped around her hips, helping keep her upright. A lazy smile curved his lips.
“Okay, cowgirl. Your turn to ride.”
Debbie stared at him in disbelief. Her pussy was tingling and sore. Her leg muscles felt like she’d gone on an all-day bike ride. And he wanted her to do the work now ?
“Are you kidding me?”
“Nope.” That stupid grin widened. “It’s my fantasy, remember?” One hand lifted from her hip, and Debbie shrieked a moment later when it slapped against her ass, making her jump and shocking the hell out of her. “Giddyap, cowgirl.”
Her honey badger snarled, and Debbie narrowed her eyes, the post-sex languor slipping away. Oh, he wanted a ride , did he?
Thor
Exhausted, chest and back clawed up and covered in hickeys and teeth marks, Thor was ready to acknowledge challenging a honey badger had been a bad idea. Even if it was fun. Thankfully, he’d already worn her out before putting her on top; otherwise, he wasn’t sure his balls would be intact now.
His sweet honey badger shifter was now completely blissed-out, lying across his chest, all soft and snuggly. He liked her just as much this way as he’d liked her bouncing up and down on his cock, waving his cowboy hat in the air.
Stroking his fingers down the soft skin of her back, he frowned when she giggled. That didn’t sound like a sexy giggle, it sounded like real amusement. Lifting his chest slightly, so he could tilt his head down to see her face, he slid his hand over her ass—although he didn’t dare slap it again. “What are you laughing at?”
“This is one epic farmer’s tan, cowboy,” she said, lifting her head from the nook on his shoulder, her dark eyes sparkling with amusement. She ran her fingers over the line on his bicep, where slightly tanned skin met really tanned skin. Then she shifted slightly to the side, so she could trace her finger over the line at his waist, where slightly tanned skin met pale white skin. “Even though you’ve clearly taken your shirt off in the sun plenty of times.”
“I’m not great about remembering sunscreen,” he admitted. She giggled again, sliding off his chest and snuggling into his side, her head back in the little nook. It felt nice having her there.
Feels right. Bring her home. His buck kept nudging from the back of his head, wanting Thor to extend the invitation. The crazy thing was Thor actually wanted to.
“So, ah, where are you and your cousins headed after this?”
He felt her shoulder shrug. “Wherever the road takes us. We don’t really have a plan right now.”
“Would you have any interest in checking out Southern Wyoming?”
“What’s in Southern Wyoming?”
“Me.” He turned onto his side, so he could look at her. “My herd.” His businesses. Things he wanted to show her. “That’s our home base of operations.”
She was thinking about it, although she didn’t immediately jump in with a yes. He could see her turning the offer over in her head, contemplating it.
“Yeah,” she said finally, almost shyly. “I could talk to my cousins. I’m sure if I want to, they’d be interested in visiting Southern Wyoming.”
Hell, yeah.
Want. His stag’s voice whispered at the back of his mind. Mine.
It was far too soon to be thinking about that, wasn’t it? Thor pulled Debbie back in for another kiss, trying to ignore how very right she felt in his arms. They’d only known each other for a day. Just because his stag wanted her didn’t mean they were going to end up mated. She was coming back to the ranch with him. After that… well, Thor didn’t know where this was going to lead, but he knew one thing for sure—he wanted to see where it was going.
Debbie
It didn’t take much convincing at all to talk her cousins into visiting Thor’s herd. Most of them were already curious, after hearing Ajax, Kade, and Jack talking about the ranch. They all wanted to check it out. Her normally grumpy badger did a happy dance.
Grinning, Debbie practically ran back to where Thor was packing up his things, getting ready to leave.
“Incoming!” She leaped through the air, barely giving him enough time to straighten up and catch her, but he managed. With her arms and legs wrapped around him, she beamed into those pretty baby blues. “They agreed, we’re coming to Thunder Ranch!”
Whooping, Thor spun her around, making her bounce on his hips, grinning just as widely as she was. This wasn’t what she’d expected when they’d arrived, but the rodeo rider had roped her heart already and she knew it.
“Can you ask one of your guys to drive your trailer?” she asked. “Then you could ride with me.”
“Are you asking me to ride off into the sunset with you, honey?” He winked at her, chuckling and Debbie had to giggle.
“Yup, on my steel steed.”
“Then hell yeah.”
Debbie grinned. Looked like she’d roped herself a cowboy.