Chapter 55 Rohak #2
“But that’s all we can do, Rohak. Just enough to settle the Bond until I get back.
Since we won’t get to sleep next to each other for some time,” she panted, hands canvassing every inch of me.
The itch to remove every barrier between us, to feel her skin against mine, to smell her and taste the sweat as it dripped down her neck while I thrust so deep inside her it’d erase the memory of all others was so high I could barely contain it.
“Rohak,” Faylinn said, her voice harder. “Rohak, you need to promise me we won’t complete the Bond.”
The edge of worry and panic sobered me enough to pull out of the cloud of lust and desire that now fogged every inch of my mind. I retracted slightly, absorbing the panic-riddled lust in her eyes.
“I promise,” I rasped. “I promise, Faylinn. I won’t do anything you don’t want, not unless you ask for it.”
“Even if I ask for it, Rohak,” she said quickly, hips still undulating on my lap. “Even if I ask for it, beg you to fuck me, I need you to pull back. I need you to listen to what I’m saying now.”
“You’re asking me to do something that could be impossible, Faylinn. To deny you when you beg me to sink my cock inside you?”
She whimpered slightly, the sound only causing my erection to harden further and precum to wet the tip even as it lay trapped inside my pants.
“Please, Rohak. Or this has to stop now,” she whispered.
“What are you hiding from me, Faylinn? Why don’t you want to complete the Bond?” I couldn’t keep the pain from my voice or my expression, and I saw the same reflected in her irises.
“I do, more than anything. But it has to be at the right time. And . . . that’s not yet.”
“When it’s time . . . you will let me know?” Vulnerability soaked my question, but it faded as soon as she eagerly nodded her head.
“Yes. Yes, I will.”
“Then I agree. I will do everything in my power to stop us from completing the Bond,” I grunted. Faylinn’s body melted in my arms with my admission, her head falling back to her shoulders as I laved kisses down her neck. “Now, can I push my cock between those pretty lips?”
“Yes. Gods, yes,” she husked, and I laughed against her skin.
“Oh, Faylinn. When you’re ready, I will have you moaning my name, your voice echoing so loud that the rest of the Academy will hear you and know you’re mine.”
Faylinn moaned low and long as I nipped at her collarbone and ear before moving her off my lap.
“Until then, on your knees, Faylinn,” I husked as I stood, eyes focused on the lust-drunk woman at my feet.
She swayed slightly where she kneeled, as if she was drugged by desire.
As soon as I straightened to my full height, my erection strained against my pants, pointing directly at her face.
Immediately, Faylinn’s hands flew to the laces on my pants, undoing them with deft fingers.
A growl turned to a husky groan as she pushed my pants down to my knees, freeing my cock completely.
It bobbed obscenely between us, transparent liquid leaking from the tip. Faylinn’s pupils blew wide as she watched, transfixed.
I squeezed the base of it while placing my other palm on her forehead, steadying her.
“Lick it,” I commanded, squeezing harder at the base so more fluid appeared.
Faylinn’s tongue darted out to wet her dusky lips before it laved at my head, cleaning the precum completely.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned as her hot, wet tongue rasped against my cock.
I pushed back on her head, drawing her just enough away that I could watch her taste me.
“Open your mouth,” I grunted, watching in fascination as the normally fiery Rune Master stilled, becoming putty in my hands with every word uttered. Her lips drew wide, exposing her throat to me.
“Stick out your tongue.” She complied immediately, and I watched as she rubbed her legs together, aroused by my utter command of her body.
“Breathe in,” I said as I gripped my erection once more and tapped it hard against her tongue. “Now, exhale.”
As soon as her warm breath met the head of my cock, I plunged into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat with one thrust. Faylinn gagged around my length, and I drew back enough to let her breathe again.
I looked down, her watery eyes meeting mine as she pulled completely off my cock, entranced by a string of spit that connected her puffy lips to my weeping slit.
“Why did you stop?” she rasped, pulling my eyes to hers once more.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I admitted, delicately stroking her soft cheek. Faylinn leaned into the touch, closing her eyes for the briefest of moments, before pulling away once more.
Faylinn shook her head. “You won’t. I trust you, Rohak.
” Her admittance cut straight to my heart, making it flutter erratically.
One of Faylinn’s hands grasped the base of my cock, squeezing tight enough to elicit a groan from deep within my chest as precum oozed from the tip.
The other came to the back of my thigh, pulling me gently toward her open and waiting mouth.
“Now, do what you’re holding back from and fuck my face,” she whispered, hot breath fanning over my cockhead with each word.
Still, I held back. Clenching my hands into fists at my sides, I watched in pure rapture as Faylinn licked my shaft from base to tip before pulling the head of my erection in her mouth once more.
Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked and laved at the sensitive skin, the tip of her tongue even darting into the slit.
My knees buckled with the sensation, and my hips rocked of their own accord, sending my cock further into her mouth.
Faylinn moaned and gripped the back of my thigh tighter, urging me forward once more.
I panted with the effort of holding back, but the Bond pulsed in agitation—a feeling I recognized as not my own.
Something snapped in me as Faylinn’s defiant gaze met mine.
My hands shot from my sides to grip her chin in one hand, her hair in the other.
Gently, I pulled her from my cock. Faylinn’s eyes flashed with impertinence as she opened her lips, undoubtedly to scold me once more, but I took that moment to thrust into her mouth until my cock hit the back of her throat.
Faylinn gagged as her throat constricted around my length before sucking in earnest as I withdrew once more. The tip of my erection rested against her lips as I spoke to my Bonded.
“Hands on my legs,” I commanded, and Faylinn obeyed immediately. “You tap once if it gets to be too much.”
Faylinn rolled her eyes, and I tugged on her hair lightly, forcing her gaze to mine once more.
“I’m serious, Faylinn. I will know if you’re uncomfortable and will be very upset if I have to discover that through the Bond and not from you. Are we clear?”
“Yes, General,” she whispered, the honorific causing my dick to jump against her lips.
“Good,” I growled. “Hands on my legs and open that pretty mouth. Stick out your tongue.”
Immediately, Faylinn’s pink tongue extended past her lips, flattening as she waited for my cock.
I tightened my grip in her curls, my other hand moving to cup the back of her head.
Faylinn sucked around my length as I set a punishing pace, thrusting hard and fast into the hot, wet heat of her mouth.
If it feels this good between her lips, what will her pussy feel like when we finally complete the Bond?
The thought alone had fluid leaking onto Faylinn’s eager tongue, and she moaned at the taste.
“You like that, Faylinn? Do you like the taste of my cum?”
She nodded as best she could with my dick shoved down her throat, a garbling noise accompanying the movement. I pulled out suddenly, letting her gasp for air before pushing in once more, forcing Faylinn to swallow reflexively.
“That’s it,” I cooed. “Open your throat for me.” I used the hand not in her hair to gently massage her throat, forcing her to swallow once more and open her throat completely.
“Yes,” I groaned, shoving in further until my balls hit her chin and my cock slid down her throat completely. Faylinn’s eyes widened and tears streamed down her cheeks as she took my erection completely. “Gods, you feel incredible.”
I held my cock in her throat as long as I could, feeling down the uncompleted Bond for when it was time to pull out and let Faylinn breathe.
Faylinn gasped for air once I pulled away completely, and my hand went to my wet dick, pumping wildly while I watched her catch her breath.
“Open again. Stick out your tongue and don’t swallow until I tell you to,” I growled, stroking my erection hard from base to tip.
Chest still heaving and eyes still watering, Faylinn obliged, sticking her tongue out once more. Pressure grew in my balls, and tingles zipped down my spine as my orgasm ripped through me.
“Fuck,” I groaned lowly as the first jets of my release landed in her waiting mouth. The next few ropes found a home on her chin and cheeks before I pressed closer, making sure she tasted the remainder of my cum.
I held my still pulsing dick long after I had finished, admiring my handiwork as it slowly slid down Faylinn’s cheeks and pooled in her mouth.
“Swallow,” I commanded. Faylinn responded instantly, her throat constricting before her lips popped open once more, showing me the evidence of what she’d done.
Immediately, I sank to my knees and pulled Faylinn tight into my chest, my hands roaming every inch of her as I caressed her skin and peppered her hair with kisses and barely audible words of appreciation.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I settled her on my lap, gently stroking her wet cheek with my thumb. Faylinn’s eyes were closed, a light smile dusting her lips.
She nodded.
“Yes, Rohak, I’m okay.”
“I wasn’t too rough? I don’t want to—”
Faylinn’s fingers splayed across my lips, effectively silencing my argument. “Check the Bond if you’re so concerned.”
I did, letting her emotions flood me completely until all I felt was her.
“Okay,” I mumbled into her hair after I was certain there was no residual hurt.
We stayed like that for quite some time, coming down from the high of thickening the Bond. It wasn’t completed yet, but that act of intimacy alone should hold it until Faylinn returned to me.
And, when she did, I would do anything in my power to convince her to complete our Bond—to be mine fully.
Because what I felt now, with her in my arms, the Bond in our souls pulsing in contentment, was something I wanted to hold for the rest of my life. It was my new altar to worship on, and I would be damned if I let it slip away.