Page 90 of Brutal Reign
“Really?” River asks, arching a brow. She walks her fingers up my chest tauntingly, cupping my jaw in a palm. “Fine, then I will,” she breathes, a teasing smile creasing her lips as she leans in, the tips our noses brushing. “You gonna let me fuck you now?”
Blood rushes to my dick, my mouth falling open in shock– but for once, I don’t ruin the moment by saying something stupid. I don’t say anything at all. Diving back in, I capture her lips again, writing promises against her tongue while our frantic hands tear at each other’s clothes. Our shirts are the first to go, her hard nipples scraping against my bare chest as I shift my attention to getting her shorts off. River lifts up on her knees so I can drag them down her thighs, and the moment those gorgeous tits are at eye level, I start licking and sucking them, biting her nipples until she’s moaning. When I finally manage to wrestle her shorts off her legs, I lift her by the waist and toss her onto the couch beside me, her glasses tumbling to the floor as I yank my sweatpants down and kick them away.
It’s messy and urgent, tinged with years of pent-up frustration and longing. Sparks tingle between our naked bodies as I crawl over her, bracketing her head with my forearms, my hips resting in the cradle of her thighs.
“Say you’re mine, Riv,” I murmur, shifting my hips to drag the head of my cock through her wetness.
Her back arches, a breathy moan leaving her lips as the broad head bumps her clit.
“Say it,” I grit out, notching my tip at her entrance and trembling under the restraint it takes to hold back from shoving in and claiming her. She’s been fighting this for too long.I need her to say it.
River grabs me by the chin, pulling my face close to hers. Fire blazes in her hazel eyes, our lips brushing as she whispers, “I’m yours.”
My wolf roars with satisfaction as I punch my hips forward, plunging inside her tight heat with a possessive growl. River cries out as I shove all the way in, burying myself to the hilt while her inner walls strangle my dick, her fingernails sinking into my shoulders. It takes every ounce of control I have left to pause so she can adjust to my size, my lips seeking hers as she pulses around me. Her pussy feelswaytoo fucking good. I groan at the sensation of her warmth enveloping me, swallowing her own moan as I drag out halfway and thrust back in, bottoming out.
“You’re so fucking tight, Riv,” I grit out as I start pulsing my hips, pressing my forehead against hers as I up my pace until I’m hammering into her with wild abandon. “So. Fucking.Good.”
She drags her fingernails down my back, circling her legs around my waist so I can fuck her deeper. Her heels press into the base of my spine, thighs gripping my waist as I rut into her, driven by feral lust and primal need, our flesh slapping together with each slam of my hips.
I’ve fucked around with my fair share of women, but I never knew it could be likethis. Time ceases to exist while I’m inside her, losing track of where my body ends and hers begins. I bruise her lips with kisses and suck marks into her skin, memorizing and claiming every inch of her perfect body. She leaves scratches down my chest and the prettiest cries slip from her throat, searing themselves into my memory. I go from giving it to herhard and fast to a languid grind, then I’m right back to rutting into her like a savage beast, unhinged and insatiable.
“Seb,” she gasps breathlessly, and I swear my own name has never sounded so sweet. I kiss it right off her lips before rocking back on my heels, spreading her wide and dropping my gaze to where our bodies are joined.
Fuck, just the sight of her pussy swallowing my cock almost makes me come on the spot. I groan as I slide out and thrust back inside, watching the way her tight channel squeezes my shaft, her thighs trembling in my grip.
“Need you to fuckin’ come, baby,” I rasp as I drop a hand between her legs, pressing the pad of my thumb against her clit. “It’s too good, I’m not gonna last.”
She bites her lip to stifle a whimper, her hands gripping her tits as I pound into her. “Fuck, right there, right there,” she babbles, lifting her hips to meet my thrusts as I rub her clit harder.
“Now, Riv,” I growl, clenching my jaw, my balls tightening with my impending climax.
Her body answers my command, my name on her lips as she tumbles over the edge of bliss. The sight of her coming undone beneath me is my own undoing, her inner walls spasming around my cock as I bury myself deep, release ripping through me like a tidal wave. Fireworks explode behind my eyes as I come harder than I ever have, choking on air as I empty inside her tight cunt.
Our sweaty skin slaps together as I collapse on top of her, covering her body with mine, fighting to catch my breath.
“Seb,” she whimpers.
“Yeah baby?” I pant, lips curving into a sated smile as I push up on my elbows to gaze down at her.
Rivers expression twists, hands pressing against my chest. “You’re crushing me.”
“Oh shit,” I bite out, scooping an arm around her waist and swiftly rolling us over. “Sorry.”
She giggles as she lands on top, lifting her head and brushing espresso strands of hair away from her face with her fingers. Then she lays her head back down, pressing her cheek against my heaving chest as her own labored breaths saw from her lungs.
“You were right,” she murmurs, idly trailing her fingertips over my bicep.
“Hm?” I hum through my blissed-out haze.
“It was always supposed to be this way.”
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River’s dark hair whips in the breeze behind her, the long strands tangling as she enters a small clearing and the wind picks up. The muscles in her long tan legs bunch and flex beneath her olive skin, the sunlight beaming down from the break in the tree cover overhead illuminating her with an ethereal glow. She slows to a stop, folding over at the waist and pressing her palms to her knees, chest heaving with the exertion of her run as she struggles to catch her breath.
She’s continued hitting the trail every morning, despite how grueling it is for her. I’m surprised she didn’t skip today’s run, though, considering what she got up to last night.
While River and Seb were upstairs in the lounge, I was lying awake, blinking at the slats of the empty bunk above mine, mind conjuring up all kinds of scenarios for how their talk might be going. Five minutes after I watched her slink through the shadows and head upstairs, I decided it must be going well since she hadn’t come stomping back down. Twenty minutes in, I figured it was goingreallywell. Around the thirty-minute mark, I rolled toward the wall, slipped a hand in my boxers, and like an absolute fucking pervert, jerked my dick to the mental imageof my best friend nailing my girl while twenty-three other people slept soundly in the same room.