What the Sleigh? by Mina Carter Read Free Book Online

back, offering more to him. And more he took. With a growl, he ravished her with his lips and tongue. Ate her out with a ferocity she’d never experienced before.
    Holding her down he licked her, stabbed his tongue deep into her pussy to fuck her, then moved up to latch onto her clit and sucked. Hard. Over and back, one then the other, never in the same pattern twice so she didn’t know what to expect next.
    She whimpered and keened, moaned and rocked her hips to ride his mouth. She needed…she was going to…
    “Come for me, Rudi,” he commanded, lifting up and thrusting two fingers deep into her tight, wet pussy. He pulled back, then in again, finger fucking her hard and fast.
    Not wanting it to be over so quickly, she tried to hold on, tried contain all of the burgeoning pleasure inside. But her body was a leaky pressure valve, the more she attempted to keep it all in, the harder and more intense the escaping ripples became.
    “Come.” He thrust again, leaning down to clamp his lips around her clit.
    As soon as he sucked, she lost it. Ecstasy-driven by five years’ worth of frustration tipped her over the edge with a scream. Pleasure cascaded through her in wave after unstoppable wave. She gasped and clutched at the covers to try and ground herself. But she was sabotaged, Nick’s lips around her clit and his fingers in her pussy drew her climax out and built her straight up into another one.
    Before she knew what was happening, she was back to moaning and gasping his name, pleading to come again. Moving, he pulled his mouth and hand away, only to replace them with the thick head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy.
    Her eyes widened, gaze ensnared by his as he braced himself over her. His hips nudged forward, thick cock breaching her. No need for protection, not with two magical creatures. They could neither pass disease nor could he get her pregnant unless she was in heat. Instantly, she stuffed the idea of carrying Nick’s baby into the smallest, darkest part of her mind she could find and slammed a lock on it. Not happening. This was strictly a one-night deal.
    “You’re tight,” he grunted, managing to slide in another half inch. Half inch of sheer pleasure which made her moan and writhe beneath him. Instinctively, she lifted her legs to wrap them around his lean hips and they both gasped as the change in angle allowed him to slide deeper.
    He pulled back, just a little, and thrust again. Then again until he was buried deep inside her, his cock throbbing in the silken grasp of her pussy. Holding still for a moment, he watched her, then reached out to gently brush a loose strand of hair from her face. Caught up in the moment, she allowed it, wanting to believe just for a while they were back at the Pole and the last five years hadn’t happened.
    “You’re so beau—”
    “No talking.” She pulled him down for a hard, hot kiss. “Just…sex. Screw me. Now.”
    His lips quirked against hers, in amusement or something else…she couldn’t tell. “As my lady wishes.”
    He pulled his hips back to drive into her again and a moan of pleasure was forced from her lips. Quickly, he set up a hard and fast rhythm, his face tense as he braced himself over her. Every inch of his lean, muscled body moved in perfect accord with hers, the two halves of a whole dedicated to one purpose: carnal pleasure.
    She lost herself in the physicality of it. The slide of skin on skin, the slap of his hips against hers and the friction of his cock in her cunt. The pleasure as he stroked nerve endings deep inside her and built the ecstasy she’d just tasted up to an inferno again.
    No words, just movement, but she felt the emotion in every touch, every soft stroke, every hard thrust. As though he wanted to prove something to her, to himself, or the world at large, she didn’t know. All she knew was she was being driven up to the precipice again and she had no defense against it.
    Then she was there, crying out as she