“Odin!”she screamed his name, the loud sound instantly waking her.
Fate woke to find herself covered in sweat, her silken sheets twisted around her hips.She squeezed her thighs together as she sat up in her huge bed, trying to alleviate the desire that left her empty and aching. She turned to look at the empty side where Valentine once had lain, wishing that he was there to relieve the fire in her groin that was burning her alive.
As soon as she’d had that thought, ashadow fell across her balcony doorway. They were always left open so that she could watch the sky. No one was allowed to enter without permission, and only Valentine had ever been granted it. He must have felt her agitation and come to her in concern.
Fate wanted to tell him to leave, the anger at his betrayal still raw. The hurt he had caused had been inconsolable, but her frustrated body was masking the heartache of their destroyed marriage. He could give her body the relief it was aching for and her dream had denied.
“Valentine,” Fate’s soft voice beckoned as she extended her hand toward his waiting shadow.
The shadow moved away, leaving.
“No! Do not go!” Fate hurriedly rose from the bed. Walking forward, her trembling legs forced her to hold onto the bedpost to still her nervousness. “I need you tonight.” Defeat sounded in her voice. The words hung in the air between them.
Hesitating, he turned back, moving closer. Anticipation heightened the tension filled room while lightning from the dark sky briefly illuminated the man moving toward her. Fate buried her face in her hands, leaning her body into the post, barely able to stand upright. Fear filled her thoughts of the night ahead.
“Take off your gown.”
Fate remained still, unable to move.
“Now.”
She stood upright, her hands moving to slide the straps of her gown down her arms. Once released, the gown fell to her feet in a puddle of silk.
He was before her in the blink of an eye. Bending over, his shoulder was placed against her stomach, lifting her until she lay across his shoulder. If his intention had been to make her feel like a conquest, then he had succeeded.
Dropping her within the soft depths of her bed, he loomed over her prone body.“Get on your hands and knees.”
Hesitantly, Fate did as he requested, getting on her hands and knees, though her stiff posture showed her displeasure of the position.
Mocking laughter filled the dark room as large hands on her hips held her in place.
Fate felt his cock brush her wetness, gasping as he found her entrance and without hesitation, thrust forward. The broad head of his cock barely gained entrance. She was stretched too tight, allowing only small movements of the thick length in her clenching sheath. If she had not been so wet, it would have been painful. As it was, miniscule twinges of pain had her jerking forward to escape the encroaching cock filling her beyond capacity. Feelings of pain and lust mingled as the hands on her hips firmly pulled her back onto him.
Her mind shied away from the differences she found in Valentine this stormy night. He was never a dominating partner and the size of the cock that was having difficulty was quite a bit larger than she remembered, but it had been years since they were last together. Fate did not allow her mind to dwell on the changes, pushing them away. Her body’s demands were controlling her actions, and tonight, the ache was going to be satisfied.
As he leaned over her smooth back, surrounding her with his body, one hand slid from her hip to her quivering belly before gliding downward to the overfull cunt. Finding her clit, he massaged it until her response finally allowed him to push further inside her.
Fate’s hands clenched in the silken sheets. “Wait. This is not working.” She felt like a young girl attempting this for the first time. It was not at all what she’d expected; the pain was beginning to affect the pleasure she felt.
“It is not your body resisting me.” He began stroking her pussy with a series of firm thrusts, taking all the control she had imposed on herself and demanding she accept his will.
Fate’s restraint broke. She desperately wanted the pleasure of the hard length inside of her. Starved for the need that was pushing for relief, she began thrusting backwards, his cock sliding in to the hilt. Once embedded deep within, he began thrusting harder, and Fate arched her back, wanting more. He gave it to her over and over with his cock and fingers torturing her. It took little time for her climax to build.
Biting the arm braced next to her, she managed to stifle the screams at the pleasure she felt.
He did not slow or give her a chance to recover but flipped her on her back and slid her toward him, placing her legs on his shoulders. The position drove his cock deeper, and after her orgasm, she was able to take him without pain.
His hard strokes pushed her down into the soft mattressas they grew faster and Fate felt his climax deep within her.
Sheclosed her eyes as she tried to regain her equilibrium. As she came down from the high, drowsiness overcame her, and she struggled to stay awake, wanting to enjoy their last night together.
Strong arms lifted her, placing her in the center of the bed.
“Go to sleep.”His gentle whisper belied the order in his voice.
Fate felt his weight next to her and a soft kiss was placed on her lips beforehe pulled her close. She lay across his chest, her legs between his while his hand played with the dark curls of her hair as she slipped into a deep slumber with his heart beating in her ear.
Fate wokesometime later in that endless night to her arms clasped above her head, his mouth at her breast and his cock thrusting deep within her sore cunt. Her thighs gripped him closer and her hips greedily matched his thrusts. The orgasm took longer this time, her body already sated, yet the wildness in him brought out her response, and her climax lasted until he took her in his arms, rubbing her belly to soothe her.