Chapter 34 #4
His hands twitched like he wanted to pull me up, but he didn’t. His body was imprisoned to my touch. “I’ll never make that mistake again, elskan.”
I undid the laces, my fingers trembling, not with fear but with my own want. When I freed him, he sprang forward, proud and flushed, his shaft veined and thick and glistening.
My mouth watered, my head becoming dizzy at the sight of him… Gods, he was so engorged. So gorgeous.
I looked up at him from beneath my lashes, and stroked him with my hand, slow, thumb swiping over the dewy drop at the top.
His head fell back, his breath leaving him in a stuttering exhale. “Gods, Sylvi…”
I’d dreamt of this moment. Of how he would taste. How he would feel filling my mouth. I leaned forward and brushed my tongue over the tip, tasting salt and frost and something that was only him.
Solstice. The moan that leaked from his lips made my insides clench, honeyed heat pooling between my legs.
I needed more. Needed all. Finally wrapping my lips around the head, I hummed as I sank him deep into my mouth.
And nothing was more beautiful than watching—hearing—the Frost Prince of Skadgard shattering under my touch.
His skin was so hot and velvety I couldn’t get enough. Jack’s hands fisted in my hair as he stared down at me, eyes hooded, lips slightly parted as a groan escaped his throat. I kept my hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking him as my tongue traced the length of him before taking him deep again.
The sounds that tore from him were something I’d never forget.
“Winter’s grace, Syl—” he choked, voice fraying.
His hips bucked slightly, his hand tangling in my hair even tighter as I began to move, slow at first, teasing him with my tongue, lips wrapped tight around him.
He cursed in old Skadgardian, words filthy and desperate, whispered like prayers to the dark.
“You’re going to ruin me.” His eyes locked on mine as I swirled my tongue over the head.
I simply blinked, slowly lavishing him with my tongue, a coy smile curling at the corners of my mouth.
“Look at you…” he said, his fingers caressing my jaw. “On your knees for me, mouth so fucking perfect. Full of my cock. Just the way I like it.”
Skadi save me. To hear him speak to me like that… Wetness pooled thicker between my legs, my core throbbing.
His eyes glazed over, and around us, his magic flared, ghosting over my skin like icy silk. The cold hummed with power, yet inside that veil of magic, I felt only heat.
“Gods, Syl… You keep sucking on me like that and I’ll… Ah fuck.”
I only hummed in response, loving the musk of his skin, feeling him pulse against my tongue, his thighs taut with restraint.
He was trembling. Breaking.
And I kept worshipping.
I drew back slowly, lips tight around his length, then plunged him back in, deeper this time, swallowing him whole, the back of my throat straining.
Jack’s groan split the silence like thunder.
His hand clenched in my hair so hard it hurt, but I relished it because the harder he gripped, the more I knew he was close to giving me what I wanted.
“Sylvi,” he gasped, “Fuck. I’m not going to last.”
That was the point.
I wanted him wrecked. I wanted to brand myself into his memory. I wanted to claim this part of him. I wanted this to belong to me alone.
His hips rolled as I worked him harder, the slickness of my lips and the soft sounds of my breath against him echoing beneath the shroud of his magic.
The air around us shimmered with veins of charged ice.
Only the glow of his power lit the space between us, whisps of his magic dancing around us like wraiths come to watch.
And still, I didn’t stop.
Jack’s knees nearly gave when I hollowed my cheeks, dragging my tongue in a long, slow swirl. His taste lingered in my mouth, heady and musky. A flavor that made me increase my tempo.
“Syl—” he choked, voice strangled, head tilted back, chest rising like a wave about to crest. “Gods… don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop.”
His entire body tensed as I cupped his balls with my other hand. They were heavy and tight, and blood rushed through the veins roping around his shaft, his climax ready to erupt.
I stared up at him and reveled at the sight of watching him give himself to me.
I didn’t care we were in the middle of a cursed forest with gods only knew what lurking in the shadows.
Because while the princess was in her pavilion preening her feathers thinking herself victorious, I was on my knees sucking on the prince’s hard-as-steel cock.
Devouring him. Claiming him. Owning him.
His mark on me. But now, mine on him. And I couldn’t help the vixen-like smile that curled around my lips, excitement sparking a flame in my blood.
I couldn’t wait to see the look in her eyes when she realized her little game had only pushed us to this moment.
I’d never felt so liberated. So powerful. This was my choice. I’d decided this. I’d wanted to own his release and now… now there was no going back.
And no matter what waited for us outside this forest, that would never change.
A sea of blue light fanned around us, Jack’s magic flaring off his skin like icy smoke. His eyes went almost iridescent, breath sawing in and out of his chest as he neared his climax. He was so beautiful like this… transformed. Terrifying. Deadly.
Yet, here, all I felt was completely safe.
He smiled faintly, looking like a divine devil about to destroy my entire being. Our eyes remained locked, both of us searching for that connection, that longing that wouldn’t ebb.
Then, there it was… That thread that thrummed and pulled.
Goddess above. I loved him. I loved him so much my soul trembled. I wanted to drown in the darkened lake of his gaze. The way he drank me in, the way he looked at me like I was his universe, was addicting.
I’d stay on my knees forever just to see him come undone like this over and over again.
Jack began to thrust hard into my mouth with abandon, his eyes locking onto mine, glazing as he chased the summit… His deep, throaty moans the sound of heavens breaking…
That’s it, Prince… let me taste you. Come inside my mouth, Jack.
As if hearing my thoughts, with two final thrusts, he came so hard, his ragged cry made the trees tremble, fingers digging into my scalp, hips jerking as he spilled and spilled ribbons of his hot release down my throat, body convulsing with each pulse.
Gods… He tasted… Wild. Dangerous. Forbidden.
I didn’t look away.
I wanted to remember this moment forever. Wanted to lick and swallow every drop of him.
When his breaths finally eased, I rose to my feet slowly, my legs shaking, the heat inside me burning like winter’s fire.
His eyes found mine. And for a long moment, neither of us spoke.
Then he wiped the corner of my mouth with his thumb, smearing the bead of his release over my bottom lip. My tongue darted out, and I licked his thumb with a hum of pleasure.
His eyes went drunken, lips parting. “You filthy little thing. You like the way my cum tastes, huh?”
I simply smiled as I sucked on his thumb.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” He kissed me then. Not rushed, not frantic, but with adoration, like he needed to feel the echo of what had just passed between us. My hands curled over his chest, feeling the thunderous gallop of his heart.
And though I had just pulled pleasure from his body with the fiercest need I’d ever known, I still wasn’t satisfied.
Because I needed more.
Needed him.
All of him.
I broke the kiss and whispered, “Fuck me, Jack. I don’t care if it’s here. I don’t care if it’s on the cold earth or against a tree. I just need you inside me.”
“Put your arms around my neck,” he said without hesitation.
I obeyed, and he gripped me beneath the thighs, lifting me like I weighed nothing. My legs locked around his waist.
“This is not how I’d intended to take you for the first time, but if you insist…”
“You’ve intended to take me?”
“I’ve thought of nothing else these last few days.” He put my back against the tree again, and I felt his hardness poke against my center. “And when you showed up in this gown… Náldrún save me. The way my mind conjured all the different ways I could fuck you…”
I smiled. “And here I thought you’d completely forgotten about me…”
He nipped at my lips. “Trega… How could I possibly forget your taste? Day and night, you’re the only thought that runs through my mind.”
“Is that so?”
“You need me to prove it to you?” He rolled his hips, and the head of his cock brushed up against my drenched undergarment.
“You’re already so hard…” I moaned, shocked at how that simple brush against my center had my insides clenching, delirium hovering at the edges of my sanity.
“With you… I can go all fucking night.” He yanked at my undergarment until I felt it tear away. He chuckled. “I’ll get you a new pair.”
“Shut up and just—”
But right when I was about to demand he drive inside me, an explosion rocked the earth, and a fireball tore across the sky.
Then screams burst through the forest.