11. Lorraine

Chapter Eleven

Lorraine

A sh was everything I never knew I needed. This date, the effort he’d made for me… he had no idea what it meant to me. Oscar had been there for me through thick and thin—he’d stuck by my side when my parents had died so that Cat and I weren’t alone. I’d thought that had been the epitome of love. I’d turned a blind eye to the fact that he’d gambled away a lot of the money we’d actually needed, and he’d never made much of an effort at home. In fact, he’d just mooched off us under the guise of being a supportive boyfriend. I realized all of that now that I was over him, now that I hated him for what he’d done to me. The part where he’d sold me to pay off his debts had been the last straw, although it could have been the only straw and it would have broken me. Ash had changed my perspective. He cared for me. He protected me and looked after me, made sure I was safe and sound… when had Oscar ever done that for me? Hell, he’d just been another mouth for me and my sister to feed, a temper we had to contend with. I’d been blinded by what I’d thought was love. I’d been dragged under by grief so that I hadn’t known what a lifeline was supposed to look like. It hadn’t been Oscar. I was starting to think it was Ash. When I kissed him, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back. I’d missed him so much. I’d been so angry with him for so long that he’d betrayed me. He’d lied to me about what it meant to be here, after all. Not outright, of course, but a lie by omission was still dishonest. I was starting to learn the value of things, to weigh them against each other. Ash might have betrayed me, but he’d also saved my life more than once. Oscar had never saved me. When Ash slid his tongue into my mouth and ground his hard cock against me, I stopped thinking altogether. He pulled me so tightly against him that we were melded together, the heat of our bodies increasing. I melted against him. The little voice at the back of my mind that had screamed at me at first had learned to be quiet. This was what I wanted. Maybe it wasn’t quite how I would have imagined it being with the man I fell in love with, but fantasy and reality were two different things. Although, what I had with Ash was a lot closer to fantasy, and all that implied. The amount of magic in the air, the fact that he was a wood spirit, and there were gods and goddesses, one of whom was my friend…

Yeah, thinking wasn’t working at all in this space, and it was easier just to live in the moment. That was what I did with Ash.

I poured myself into the kiss and let the moment take over. The sexual tension grew thicker in the air, wrapping itself around us like a blanket. Ash’s magic pulsated on his skin, and it brushed up against me like a cat. I’d become used to the sensation of his magic. It was weird how we could get used to anything if we were exposed to it long enough. The magic had scared me at first, but now, with Ash, it had become the air I breathed. I breathed in Ash’s smell as he kissed me. He smelled of the forest, of magic, and of something manly, something that belonged only to him. I breathed in deeply through my nose and drowned in his very essence. My skin was on fire. I pushed my hands up Ash’s chest, onto his muscular shoulders and onto his neck. He was tall and hunched over so he could kiss me. When he wrapped a strong arm around my body, I let him lift me up and carry me to the bedroom. I loved the way he handled me like I weighed next to nothing. Ash’s pure, unadulterated strength had always turned me on. When he carried me into the bedroom, I moaned, and when he dropped me on the mattress, I squealed. He climbed onto me, his large body covering mine, and he ground his thick cock against me again. He was hot through the thin pants he wore, his sex burning for me. Ash pushed his hand into my shirt, pulled down the cup of the bra he’d gotten me, and tweaked my hard nipple. He rolled it between his thumb and finger, and I whimpered and moaned against his lips. His attention to my nipple sent waves of pleasure through my body, a direct line to my pussy, and I was wet for him. I ached to have Ash inside of me. He was taking his time, teasing me, and it only made my need for him increase. He let go of my breast and worked my shirt up my body. I lifted my arms, and he pulled it over my head. He made quick work of getting rid of my bra—how had he learned how one worked since females here didn’t wear them? —and then I lay topless in front of him. He studied my body, his eyes hungry as he devoured me with his gaze. When he dipped his head, he sucked a nipple into his mouth, and I cried out. He sucked on it hard, scraped his teeth over it, and circled it with his tongue before sucking again, gentler this time. I squirmed under him, but Ash was on top of me, pinning my body down, and I couldn’t go anywhere. Not that I wanted to—this was where I wanted to be. Ash moved his head to my other breast and repeated the process. I pushed my hands into his wild hair. It was longer than it had been when I’d met him. It had only been a couple of weeks ago, but it felt like it had been months. Maybe even years. Time was so strange here. How long did I still have here, then? I pushed the thought away. Nothing mattered—not the way time seemed to stand still, not the fact that I was bound to Ash and couldn’t go back home until All Hallows’ Eve, not the fact that home felt like a distant memory the longer I was here. All that mattered right now was Ash and what he was doing to me. I writhed on the bed, gasping with pleasure as he tweaked one nipple with his fingers and sucked on the other before swapping them around. When I felt like I couldn’t hold out anymore—he was driving me crazy—he suddenly let go of me. I moaned in protest rather than pleasure, and Ash chuckled. “I’m going to lose my mind,” I complained. “Don’t worry,” Ash said. “I’ve got you.”

Those words were truer than ever in so many ways. He planted a kiss on my mouth before he moved his way down my body.

He planted kisses on my ribs, my stomach. He ran his tongue in a circle around my belly button before he kissed and nibbled a line down my hip bones—first one and then the other. He pulled the pants off that I wore, taking my panties with it without ceremony. I didn’t know how well-versed he was in women’s underwear, but he seemed just fine getting rid of them. Maybe that was all a man really needed to know, anyway. When I was naked, he was still dressed. He sat up as if he knew what I was thinking and pulled his shirt over his head. I stared at his chiseled body. I’d seen him naked a hundred times over, and I would still never get enough. His muscles rippled under the skin as he moved, and he was sculpted like a god. The thought pulled me up short—he was much closer to a god than a human, now that I thought about it. I stared at him and reached up to his chest, tracing his pectoral muscles with my fingers, drawing lines along the packs of his abs. His eyes shifted and changed as he stared at me, watching my face as I studied his body, and a primal hunger erupted in them. He kissed me again, pushing his naked chest against my bare breasts, and having him this close to me with nothing between us was perfect. Ash moved his way down my body faster than I’d expected, and when he closed his mouth over my pussy, I cried out. “You’re fucking delicious,” he muttered against my pussy, and I shivered. Magic rolled over me along with his words, but I didn’t have time to dissect it. He licked me again before sucking my clit into his mouth, and all logical thought disappeared. I gave myself over to the feeling, and before long, pleasure grew at my core. It grew more and more powerful, competing with the magic in the room, until I felt like I couldn’t handle it anymore. I felt like I was coming undone, pulling apart at the seams by pleasure and magic. As if Ash knew that I was at my end, he pushed two fingers into me and pumped them in and out hard and fast. The sudden onslaught and the added pleasure shoved me over the edge, and the orgasm rocked through my body. I cried out loudly, moaning as waves of pure ecstasy crashed down on me. I gasped and moaned and bucked my hips against Ash’s mouth, writhing on the bed. When the orgasm took my breath away, I curled my hands around the sheets on the bed and let the pleasure take me away to a faraway plane. Finally, when the pleasure subsided, I gasped for air. I lifted my head and looked at Ash, his face still buried between my legs. He chuckled and pulsed magic into me at the same time. When I came down from my orgasmic high, Ash crawled over me and planted a kiss on my lips. I could taste myself on him. I moaned as he slid his tongue into my mouth again, and I ran my hands over his chest, his shoulders, and as far down his back as I could. Ash ground his cock against me. He was still wearing his pants. I wanted him inside of me, but first, I wanted to return the favor. “Turn around,” I ordered. “Lie on your back.”

Ash did as I asked without questioning me. I pulled his pants down, yanking them over his muscular thighs. His cock bobbed free, hard and erect. When I got rid of his pants, I crawled over his legs and wrapped my fingers around his cock. Ash sucked in his breath through his teeth and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were filled with lust, and I was sure it mirrored my own. While we stared at each other, I worked my hand up and down his cock—slowly at first, so that I teased him.

His tip was slick with anticipation of what was to come, and I spread it all over him, rubbing him faster and faster. His cock jerked in my hand, getting stiffer and stiffer still. “Fuck, Lorraine,” he bit out through gritted teeth. He cupped my cheek, pushing his fingers into my hair, before he ran his hand down my neck and back up again. I pumped my hand up and down harder and harder. When he groaned, I cupped his balls with my free hand and massaged them. “You’re going to make me lose it,” he said. “I won’t,” I said. “Not yet.”

Before he could argue, I lowered my head and sucked his cock into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, taking over where my hand had left off. I still kept my hand at the base of his cock, moving it along with my mouth to cover the length of his shaft—Ash’s size was impressive. I fucked him with my mouth, moving faster and faster, pushing his cock against the back of my throat as far as I could without gagging. When he groaned again and his balls tightened in my hands, I pulled back. I didn’t want him to finish yet. I wanted him inside of me. I crawled over him and straddled his hips. Ash gripped my hips, and I guided his cock to my entrance. When I sank onto him, I moaned as he pushed into me. My body was tight around him, and I shivered as he buried himself inside of me. I didn’t have time to adjust to his size—Ash was impatient, and so was I. The moment he was inside of me, he pulled me toward him and pushed me back again, rocking me back and forth on his cock with his hands on my hips. I bucked my hips, taking over, and rocked back and forth harder and harder, sliding him in and out of me. I braced my hands on his chest, and Ash bit out cuss words as I fucked him. He helped me, his hands on my hips pulling and pushing me faster and farther than I would have been able to do myself. The feel of his cock sliding in and out of me was incredible, and I cried out, moaning in rhythm with our fucking. My clit rubbed on Ash’s pubic bone, and his cock hit all the right spots. In no time, I barreled toward my second orgasm, and from the sounds of Ash’s moans and groans, he was getting closer and closer, too. The second orgasm hit me like a wave, dragging me under, and I cried out loudly as the pleasure washed over me again and again. I collapsed onto Ash’s chest, but he held onto my hips and continued fucking me from beneath. It stretched out my orgasm, making it more intense than anything I’d felt before, and I whimpered and moaned as pleasure took over. When my body turned to jelly and the orgasm faded, Ash wrapped his arms around me. He planted kisses on my face, and then he rolled us over. I yelped, and suddenly I was beneath him. His cock was still inside of me, my legs around his waist. He grinned at me and started fucking me again. He slid in and out of me slowly a few times, letting me adjust to the new position. After a few thrusts, he picked up his pace and pounded into me. His hips slapped against mine, the sounds of our sex filling the small cabin. I loved that we were alone in the middle of nowhere—there weren’t people around to hear my cries, and I didn’t have to hold back. I wasn’t sure I could have even if I wanted to. Ash fucked me harder and harder, his massive cock spearing into me again and again until nothing existed but the two of us and the way our bodies came together. The third orgasm started at my core, and it washed through me in no time.

I cried out as I fell apart, but Ash was right there with me and he held me together as he stroked in and out of me, faster and faster still. He pushed into me a moment later, letting out a sharp cry, and buried his cock at my core. I felt him orgasm, his cock spasming and his muscles rippling against me as he collapsed on top of me. We orgasmed together, our bodies colliding and pleasure taking over. We were connected in a way I’d never been connected to anyone before, and now that I knew about the bond—the one that kept me here in the realm of the mythical creatures and gods—I could feel how our sex and the magic that pulsed from Ash solidified and strengthened that bond. Maybe I should have worried about it. Maybe I should have feared it. I couldn’t find that inside of me. All I could feel was the pure bliss that came with our orgasms and the feeling of belonging that clung to me now that we were so close; it was like we were one. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, our orgasms faded and Ash collapsed on top of me. He gasped, and his weight pushed my breath out of my lungs. He lifted himself up on strong arms, letting me breathe again. When he slipped out of me, he collapsed on the bed next to me, and the frame groaned under his weight. He pulled me tighter against him and I relished the feel of his skin, hot against mine, branding me. I didn’t know what would happen when I finally had to go home, but I knew that right now, I didn’t want to be anywhere else than here. “There’s still food out there,” Ash murmured, his lips on my neck. “There is,” I said. “A beautiful date night.”

“We should go eat.”

I nodded. I wanted to experience the date the way Ash had intended. I wasn’t sure if sex right off the bat was what he’d had in mind. Then again, our sleeping together epitomized my relationship with him. We hadn’t been able to stay away from each other since day one. I started searching for my clothes, but Ash shook his head. “Leave them. We’re not going anywhere.”

I giggled, and when he stood, he held out his hand. I took it, and he led me naked to the living room where he’d set up the food and the candles. We sat down on pillows around the coffee table, where Ash had laid out a spread: cold meats, salads, fruit, wine. It was incredible. “This is so great,” I said. “I’m glad,” Ash said with a grin. “I outdid myself.”

“You did,” I laughed. We ate and we talked. We spent time together. Until now, we hadn’t really done anything like this that got us emotionally closer. We hadn’t done anything that made it feel like we were dating. This felt like we were together in every sense of the word, and I liked it. I was falling for Ash. Hard. That was a problem. Soon, I would have to go home, and then all of this would be over. We didn’t live in the same realm, let alone the same city or state, and we couldn’t be together once the bond was broken between us. I’d been wanting to go home since I’d arrived here, but lately, I was starting to think about things differently. I had so little of a life back home. I’d worked since the moment my parents had died to raise Cat, but she was old enough and smart enough to be on her own now. If I didn’t have that…, what did I have? I glanced at Ash. I could easily give it all up for him. I could easily see myself living here for the rest of my life, with Ash, making a life with him. Loving him. What if I didn’t go back at all? Was that even possible?

I wanted to ask, but I was worried that it would ruin the moment, so I decided to file it away for later. We could talk about the future another time. Right now, I wanted to enjoy what we had because holy shit, it was incredible. Ash was incredible, and I wanted to be with him, whatever that meant.