10. Rune

RUNE

W e didn’t get home from North Lake until after one in the morning, and Chloe immediately went to work on her article. She spoke so rapidly about all her ideas on the way home that I could hardly process everything she said to me.

Now, as I read it while she finally sleeps, I can feel her excitement and care in each word. When she gets to the parts where she speaks about me, my father, and my grandfather, her love is palpable. She hasn’t said the words, but I can feel it in the way she describes me and speaks about what I do for North Pole and our people.

Closing her laptop, I crawl back into bed, kissing up her naked calf, nipping at the back of her knee and licking up her thigh. She’s dead to the world right now, and I intend to show her just how much I’ve come to love her over the last few days since she’s shown up.

Her moan is filled with sex as she spreads out on her front, offering me her ass. “Little one,” I whisper against her ass cheek, taking a gentle bite. Her hips push up. “Wake up for me.” I lick the sting away, but still, she remains asleep.

Subconsciously, I realise she’s aware of my presence, and given that she’s never turned me away before, I grip her hips and pull her up so she’s kneeling in front of me. My dick bobs between my legs, searching out her addicting heat while leaking all over her slightly pale ass cheeks.

Christ, this woman will own me for the rest of my life, and I have no shame about it. Rubbing my hands up and down her back, I dig my fingers into her tense flesh. I know she’s sore from being up all night writing, so I don’t hesitate to give my woman some kind of relief.

“One day, little one, you’re going to be in this position because of a round belly and my seed growing deep inside of you. One day very soon.” When I close my eyes, I get flashes of the imagery, making me impatient because I never knew that’s what I wanted or how quickly my feelings for Chloe could develop.

Bending over her back, my dick needs no direction as I slip into her weeping pussy, just begging to be filled. “I love you, Chloe. Far more than I ever could have dreamed. You are my life, my love; you own my heart, and when we begin our family and watch it grow, I know I’ll love you even more.”

I start rocking my hips as she slumbers, resting my face in the crook of her neck, kissing anywhere I can reach her when I hear her slight voice. “I love you too, Rune. You were exactly what I was looking for when I came here.”

With a finger on her chin, I turn her face up to me and place my lips on top of hers, kissing her slowly, erotically, moving my tongue in the same manner as my dick. Slowly pushing and pulling until the build-up is too much, and I feel the need to take her like the beast inside my chest demands.

Her breathing grows heavier as I wrap my free hand around the front of her throat, tightening just enough that she feels me. The moan she releases hits me like a tundra swell, and I groan so powerfully it rattles us both.

“God, Rune, please, stop holding back.” Chloe pushes her entire body into me, forcing me to make a choice.

Let her take control.

Or dominate her body and soul.

Sliding my hand around to the back of her neck, I pin her down on the bed and grip her ass cheek with my other hand, holding her in place for my pummeling. Sliding out of her heat, I take a minute to savour the way her pussy grips my head tight before surging in so savagely that she lets out a little yelp but doesn’t ask me to stop.

Moving my legs to sit on the outside of hers, I squeeze her legs shut, and the walls of her pussy constrict, making me see stars. “Oh fuck, Chloe,” I groan, leaning over her back, trying to catch my breath. “Fuck, this pussy feels amazing.” Gritting my teeth as she wiggles under me, I bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t release too soon. “You own me. You know that, don’t you, little one?”

Her eyes widen before turning sultry and allowing me to get lost in their pools of icy blue. As her mouth opens, I seem to hit the spot on my next thrust because she only releases a loud puff of air followed by the moaning of my name–a sound I’m easily addicted to.

“You’re holding back again, Rune.” Her faint growl is adorable, but I give her exactly what she wants.

Covering her body with my own, I grip both of her shoulders and pull her back into each of my violent thrusts. Her fingers claw at my thighs, where they rest outside her hips. The muscles in my ass clench so tautly I feel the strain down to my toes.

Her moans are reaching a fever pitch, and it’s not until I feel the fluttering tightly wrapped around my cock that I know she’s ready to come for me. Releasing one shoulder, I move my hand down her body, pinching and twisting each nipple before sliding farther towards her pussy. Swiping some of the moisture our bodies have created, I slowly swirl my finger in light circles on her clit until I must hold her down with my other arm.

“Sshhh, little one, I’ll take care of you,” I whisper in her ear, biting her shoulder as her hips shove back into my pelvis.

Her body tenses as my spine tingles and bright lights burst behind my closed eyelids, and together, we create magic. Exploding simultaneously, I’ve never felt so close to a woman in my life.

“Chloe.” I hiss her name like a prayer as I erupt into her pulsing heat, forcing my cock to push as far inside her as possible until we both stop twitching and our bodies collapse onto the bed–me half on top of her.

“That hurt,” she sighs, and I get the feeling it was in a good way.

“That so?” She giggles as I rub my beard along her shivering back.

“Oh yeah. I could also definitely get on board with doing it many more times in the future.” Feeling her body wriggle back into me, I glide my fingers down her side, tickling her as I move.

Tracing the delicate and enticing curves of her derriere, I dip down to her soaked pussy before moving my fingers up the crease of her cheeks. Placing a little pressure on her tight hole, she glances back at me with a raised brow.

I shrug and gently circle it with my pointer finger, half waiting for her to pull away. When she doesn’t, I push in to the first knuckle and gently wiggle it around. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she sighs, relaxing into my embrace and closing her eyelids as I tempt and tease her.

“Would you let me take you here?” I ask, not expecting the answer she provides.

“On our wedding night.” Her breathing steadies as she passes out before I process what she just said.

The power of our connection drums through my veins, possessive and intoxicating. All I want is to prove to Chloe that I’m worthy of her, of her love, and the gift of her body she so eagerly gives to me.

Leaving from the bed, I wash up and quickly head down to my office to grab my mother’s engagement ring. The heirloom is simple, with a traditional gold band and a single two-carat sparkling square-cut diamond in the centre.

Watching Chloe sleep, I can see this for our future, with a bundle of kids running around downstairs, waiting for their mommy to awaken after a long night of me loving on her body. I already know she’ll be an amazing mother and wife. She’s kind, thoughtful, funny, and intelligent, and she has this fantastic heart that she has opened to everyone she’s encountered in town.

Slipping the ring on her finger, I crawl in behind her exhausted body and cover us with the heavy duvet. Holding Chloe close gives me a sense of purpose to ensure this woman has everything she needs or wants for the rest of her life.