Arctic Bound (13 page)

“I like that I make you hard, Victor.”

“Do you like the idea enough to let me have you anyway I want you?” His hands molded to her sides as he pulled her into his embrace. His face burrowing into the crook of her neck where he nuzzled her skin. He could have her any way he wanted her. There were no rules here in this cave. She could allow the barrier she'd put up to temporarily come down. It would be for this moment and this moment alone. After the storm was over, they'd go back to being Nerina and Victor. She'd once again be secluded away in her cabin, or maybe she'd have to leave. She knew the girls would come into town looking for him.

“Come back to me Neri,” he whispered into her neck.

“I'm here.”

“No, you were somewhere else. I need you focused on me. Us.”

Victor's head lifted to look at her. Amber glowing eyes watched Nerina knowingly. His hands caressed her shoulders, her breasts. He moved to her face where he held her gaze. His thumbs stroked her cheeks repeatedly as he looked down at her. Victor's stare was infectious and Nerina couldn't look away. “There are so many reason why I shouldn't want you.”

There were so many reasons why she shouldn't let this happen. But Nerina wasn't about to let that get in the way of what they both knew they wanted.

“You promised to fuck me dirty. I'm clean now. How about we concentrate on getting dirty again. I like that idea more than the reasons why we can't do this. I'm not asking for a relationship Vic. You and I both know what this is. We're in a cave, taking advantage of whatever this is that's happening between us.” She pulled him closer, bringing his head within reach of her lips. “We both have dominating personalities. I'll concede this once, because I want to be controlled by you. I want to know what it's like to not care about what I have to do next. Lead me Victor and I'll follow.”

“Nothing more than what we have in this cave?” He questioned.

“Nothing more.”

 

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Victor desired Nerina in such a way, it bordered on obsession. His need for her consumed him. Took over all control of his sensible thoughts. He was reckless and enthusiastic. Starved and glutinous. Her body deserved nothing less than his direct attention. If she were a piece of parchment, he would be the words. Marking her flesh with defined strokes of his pen. His mind told him to restrain her. Bind her and display her for his pleasure and hers. His shaft hardened at the thought of tying her up.

His lips crashed down on hers and she willing submitted to his kiss. Her arms wound around his neck tightening as they both struggled to get closer to one another. His balls tightened painfully when she wrapped her legs around his waist. He could feel the heat of her even though they were still in the warm water. The air was moist with humidity, and their bodies slid together as they grappled during the kiss. She was resistant at first. Victor could tell her instincts were telling her to give just as good as he did, if not more. Finally, she let him dominate and his wolf growled with praise as he continued to devour her lips with his kiss.

With his hands on her waist, Victor lifted her out of the water. Their mouths still connected as he made his way to the edge of the pool. The ground was smooth, but caked with dirt and he didn't want to get her truly dirty. Not yet.

“Hold on to me, Neri,” he whispered against her lips as he made his way over to the edge of the pool. His mouth disconnected from hers reluctantly as he palmed her ass lifting her high enough so that he could leap out of the water. Her eyes widened briefly when he easily jumped out of the pool.

“Well, aren't you the athletic one?”

He ignored her comment. Moving towards her pile of clothes so that he could stand her on them. He was on a mission and his mission was clear. Devour Nerina Simpson. Consume her body until he was stuffed. He wanted her smell to saturate his skin. He wanted the scent of her pussy on his face, her taste on his tongue. He just wanted her. Pure and simple. Sliding her down his body he made sure to keep her close to him. He was loathed to let her go. Their disconnection could possibly mean his demise, and his wolf was behaving particular as well.

“I'm going to devour this sweet pussy of yours Neri. Then I'm going to put you on all fours and fuck you raw until I drain ever last drop. Until the lips of your pussy swell and my dick can no longer reach the heart of you.” Victor's words were harsh. But he kept his touch gentle as he ran his fingers through her hair.

“Please,” Nerina's voice was so soft, he had to strain to hear it. But he willingly obliged her request. He balanced her by the waist, her feet barely touching the ground as he lifted her higher against the wall of smooth rock.

“Hold on to the groove in the wall, don't let go.” His voice double layered now with his and his wolf. The inflection harsh with not only his need, but that of his wolf as well. The color of her eyes heated as they widened. Not in fear, but with hunger. Obediently she lifted her arms above her head and felt for the groove in the wall. It raised her breast to his mouth. Not able to control the urge any longer, he took a long lingering lick. Her body twitched and jerked forward. The slight hitch in her voice, urged him to take more. Her skin buttery soft, her taste sweet and warm, had Victor groaning. She almost let go of the groove, but held fast as he sucked first one breast and then the other. Tugging her nipple between his lips, he sucked hard. She hissed and jerked against his hold. He knew to her it would be a bit painful. He couldn't do soft, not when his beast was so close to the surface. But before it became too much for her to bear he released her nipple to nibble on the underside of her breasts. There was a note of something sweeter, something unique only to her. Victor pulled back positioning his body to cradle a leg in each arm. Slowly he lifted Nerina until both legs were on his shoulders putting the heat of her core at his mouth. Still, she clung to the groove in the wall. Her breathing labored and her skin slick with a thin layer of sweat and water. Victor had no problem keeping her against the wall as his hands slid up her thighs to cup her ass. The first taste of her moist flesh brought a driving power of potent desire to his gut. He was saturated with her smell, her taste, and all of it did nothing to soothe his wolf. It had the opposite effect, fueling his wolf's hunger. His hands grabbed her ass harder as he dug in with relish. Licking, biting, and sucking her flesh made her push forward, burying his face into her heat. Victor needed her scent on him. To remind him for days to come, that for one night Nerina was his. He nuzzled her core growling as he continued to play with her pussy. Her sounds of pleasure extending from deep in her belly, had his beast moaning. Teasing her until he could feel her orgasm building, he kissed her pussy deeper. Her body rocked forward to meet his tongue's movements. There were a few moments when he thought for sure she would move her hands. She didn't. She stayed the course and followed his instructions. For that he would reward her.

Victor looked up as her sounds became more and more muffled. She'd been much louder prior and he knew she was close. When he saw that she was biting into her forearm to keep from screaming, he returned to eating her pussy with more vigor. Her face was turned into her arm, teeth sinking into the skin as she bit back another scream. Victor sucked until her legs began to tremble. He turned his head slightly and bit into the fleshy part of her thigh, making Nerina cry out in pleasure as she gave him her orgasm. Her scream bounced off the interior of the cave. Her sweet moan filling him with pride, as her entire body shook with tremors. Languidly, Nerina dropped her legs, her arms circling his shoulder as she slid down his body.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

Her eyes were glazed over from her release, as she moved to obey his command.

Victor gripped his cock, stroking from base to tip as he watched her drop to her hands and knees. Her hair stuck to her back due to the humidity in the cave. Emotions from deep down began to surface at the site of her on all fours. Why was he feeling so attached? It was this one time, here in this cave. Nothing more would come of it. What mattered now was that he had every intention of being buried balls deep in Nerina Simpson.

Chapter 11

 

Nerina responded to him better than any other female he had ever bedded. Victor stood behind her taking in her beautiful lush form. The dip of her hips, the arch of her back, it was appealing to not only the man, but also the wolf and his warrior. He was going to feast on her for hours to come. Outside the storm still raged. Mother nature was doing her part to provide them this moment that normally would not have been possible. Even after the bear attack, she was keeping up with him. He should have let her sleep longer, allowing her to fully heal. He would have had she not woken from her nightmare.

Nerina looked back at him over her shoulder, and he could see the question in her eyes.
Go to her. Stop staring.
Positioning himself at her entrance he grabbed a fist full of her hair in one hand and grabbed her waist with the other. This deep in the cave, the floor was moist and warm. With her hair wrapped around his hand, he pulled slightly, letting her know to ease back until her weight rested on her legs.

“Guide me.”

She reached back and grabbed his cock pulling him forward until the tip of his dick slid easily into her opening.

“Gods.”
The word said through clenched teeth as he tried easing in deeper.

Nerina hissed, her ass wiggling until she adjusted to his length.

“Don't provoke my wolf. No squirming. No sudden movements. Tell me you understand.” He barely got the words out he was wound so tight. Victor feared that at any minute his wolf would take over. From past experiences, he knew that would scare her.

“I,” she inhaled slowly, “understand.”

The first stroke of his cock set off a chain reaction he wasn't expecting. She was tight. To the point he was riding the sharp edge of pain. Soon it gave way to a blinding pleasure that rendered him incoherent. Only his baser instincts were able to understand the depth and the consequences of his actions. Could she feel it too? Was she experiencing the same feelings he was? He was grounded to her in a way that threatened his way of life. Victor banded an arm around her stomach pulling her to his chest. Now she was sitting upright on his cock. He began thrusting up as she ground down, her hands reaching back to hook around his neck. Her breasts bounced in time with his thrusts. Her voice muffled when she buried her face into the crook of her arm, as she wailed in pleasure. He couldn't stop his movements. His thrusts became harder, more urgent as he tried and failed to calm his inner beast. Quick sharp jabs meant to penetrate and claim, as he continued to pumping into her heat. His arm tightened around her stomach on an upward thrust and he held her there in place as he grinded up, making her cry out in pleasure.

Sweat covered them both and it wasn't just the heat from the cave or the heat from their coupling. It was a combination of both, making the sounds of their movements noisy and wet. It was wild and unrestrained. Nerina clawed his neck causing his hand to tightened in her hair. Victor secured her in place as his other arm squeezed tightly against her stomach. There would be bruises sustained by both, and Victor was looking forward to wearing her marks with pride. Family law and rules be damned. Nerina Simpson was the most appealing creature he'd ever met. It was in a singular way. It wasn't her body, or even her mind that spoke to him, but her soul. The knowledge propelled him closer to the edge of his release as he felt her walls tightening around the length of his cock. Her thighs quaked against his own as she prepared for her own release.

“Let go, Neri. Come with me.”

Her head turned to meet his before claiming him in kiss that sent them both over the edge. Victor swallowed her scream as he pumped into her once, twice, three times, before he stilled and allowed his orgasm to overtake him completely. It pulled him under a blanket of heat that rushed through every nerve in his body. His body went taut, straining his stomach until it felt empty as he slowly untangled his hands from her hair and gently eased her to the dirt floor.

Covered in sweat and sticky from their sex, they lay on their sides staring at one another. No words were spoken. Victor reached for her, cupping her cheeks in both his hands removing the hair stuck to the sides of her face.

“Fucking amazing, Neri.”

She didn't say anything for some time, stretching the silence to an almost awkward moment. Her eyes were glossy; her chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Still she only stared. Was she in shock? He wasn't sure, and when the silence became almost unbearable, she finally spoke. Not with words, but with her stomach. Her face broke into a full smile. Her cheeks tinged a warm shade of red as she tried to hold in her laugh.

“Sorry,” she giggled. “I'm hungry.”

“So I hear,” Victor smiled back. “I'll go and get us something to eat.”

Her eyes grew concerned as if the thought of him leaving was bad.

“But the storm, I can still hear it.”

Chuckling, he reached for her pulling her on top of his chest.

“Aaah, so you're worried I won't come back to you?”

Nerina grunted and said nothing else. It was cute that she was concerned for him. Two days ago neither of them could stand the other.

“Neri, I'm a werewolf, and in my wolf form, I'm pretty sure I can handle the nasty weather outside.”

He kissed her lightly on the forehead before pulling them both up into a sitting position.

“You wait here, I'll go out and grab us something to sink our teeth into. Keep the fire burning, I'll be back soon.”

With that he stood depositing her on her feet and turned quickly so that he wouldn't want to keep her in his arms. Which was absolutely ridiculous. She wasn't his, he was promised to another. A fact he still hadn't explained to her and didn't really know how to. Humans, although they claimed they practiced monogamy really didn't. Oh, some did, but for the most part everyone tried finding comfort with someone. Even if there was someone waiting for them somewhere. Whether in their past or their future. He was going to be mated to Sasha and there was no help for that now. He felt a kinship with Nerina. It could be the elements of their meeting, it could be that they truly were compatible, and if it were the later, then that would be a shame. Because if she were truly meant to be his, their life would be full of love, mutual respect and understanding. There would be no give and take in their need for one another only giving and receiving. Unlike Sasha who would try and take until Victor had nothing left to give.