Her brown eyes widen before she kisses me, tongue slipping across my own. For a moment, I imagine it: sliding deep within her, and fucking her hard against the rock wall.
But too quickly, she pulls away, gaze sultry as she purrs, “Are you sure that’s not just the wilde courtship talking?”
“I want the entire world to know you belong to me,” I say.
“So, you wouldn’t like it if anyone else saw me like this?” She rises out of the water and onto a low rock shelf. The drastic chill in the air instantly pebbles her nipples and gooseflesh spreads across her legs.
“Rosalina.” She isn’t alone in her nudity; others walk around on the bank, gathering their things.
But she alone is a work of art. She doesn’t understand just how gorgeous she is with her perfect breasts, the curve of her stomach, her soft thighs.
“You can’t touch me, but if you could,” she says, “what would you do?”
I step closer, eyes half watching her, half keeping an eye on any Deep Guard getting too close. “First, I’d tell you to spread those long legs and let me gaze on what’s mine.”
“You think this pussy belongs to you?” she asks playfully, but does as she’s told, her fingers playing in the soft line of hair before spreading apart her pretty pink center.
I groan loudly, and my hand instantly dips beneath the water, grasping my cock. It’s steel hard, so ready to stretch and fill her.
She circles her fingers along her entrance. Water from the hot springs slides down her thighs, adding to her slickness. “It is yours, Kel.”
A possessive growl escapes me, and I drop down between her legs, barely able to contain myself from devouring her right now. “Fuck yourself with your fingers.”
She sighs, and I hear the wet sounds as she enters herself. Her scent fills me, rich with desire and lust. Her free hand grips my hair, and she cries out.
“That’s it, Rose,” I say. Then I push myself back. “I have very little control around you.”
Her mouth loops into a smile. “Are you touching yourself?”
I am, gripping the base of my cock hard.
“What would your soldiers think if they knew you were making your mate come just behind these rocks?”
“You’re making yourself,” I say.
She looks at me through a hooded gaze. “You have no idea how much it turns me on to have you watch. To even be near you. Gods, you’re so hot, I could come just looking at you. And the fact you’re watching, that you may want me—”
I grip myself tighter as her fingers slip in and out of her pussy. She bites her lip, and I can see the desire in her eyes. The need.
“I can’t want you, Rose. I can’t have you.”
“Just watch me then. I’m so close.”
Her words send a shiver down my spine, and I can feel the lust, the need, coursing through me. “Fuck.”
She pulls her fingers out, and the wet sound nearly sends my cock into a spasm. Stroking faster, I ache to feel her tight heat enveloping me.
“I wish I could suck on your cock.”
I groan. Can the others hear us? I don’t even care. “I want to lay you out in front of everyone and fuck you, Rose, so they know you’re mine.”
Her eyelashes flutter, and she bites her lip, head falling back, hand moving faster. My rhythm increases to match hers. “Would you like that, Rose? To be covered in my scent, my seed?”
“Oh, Kel, I’d prefer for your seed to be inside of me.”
Unhinged desire surges through me, from this wilde courtship, from my own need for her. Something in me snaps. I drag her off the rock wall and into my arms, kissing her deeply. I take her bottom lip between my teeth, then drag my mouth up to her ear, nipping at the soft point.
“How would you like to be bred? Filled with load after load of my cum until your belly swells with our child?”
“Oh,” she gasps. Her hand still works furiously on her pussy.
“Could you take it, Rose? Take that much of me?”
“Let go of me,” she breathes. “I’m going to come.”
She floats out of my arms, and I see her hand move desperately beneath the water, my own grip frenzied on my cock. “Don’t stop looking at me.”
Her chest heaves, breast bouncing as she begins to come. It storms through our bond. I’m inundated with pleasure, her orgasm shooting up my body, too. There’s no point resisting as it consumes me.
I keep my gaze locked on hers as I come, spilling my release into the water. “Rosalina.”