Darri stared up at the ceiling, her vision tunnelling as if she were at the bottom of a well, or atop a spinning disk... Raze lifted his head when he heard a woeful whimper.
Upon his return to the table in the hours past, he found Seth crumpled on the floor beneath where Darri sprawled unconscious on the bench. His teeth ground together when he found Brand was absent. He would save his rage for his brother, for sloping off and leaving the other two where they lay.
Darri felt a body behind her, and she stiffened, lifting an arm she tensed as nausea rolled over her. "Are we at sea?" came a pained croak.
"No, but you drank enough to rival any seaman..."
Lightening shot through Darri's body tensing every muscle, and awakening her full awareness. She sprang up, and rolled away from him, and would've cast herself from the bed and on to the floor, if his arm hadn't snapped out and caught her by the waist.
"By what hellish dream do I now find you in my bed!?!" she seethed with outrage.
"Ease down..." He smoothed his hand over her fore head and for a second Darri's eyes closed in surrender. His hands were cool against the raging fever in her skin. Darri groaned, and tried to move away from him once more. "And for the record, you happen to find yourself in my bed."
"Whose bed it is, is of no consequence... But what is, is why I find myself with you at all?"
"I would have thought it obvious." He whispered enticingly.
Darri couldn't do this. She was too fragile. "Release me or I will cut your fingers off one at a time, and pry my freedom thusly..."
"With what implement or weapon, may I ask?" He could not keep the smugness from his tone.
"Don't try to be smart with..." as her voice pitched, so too did the land slide in her cranium. She shuddered in soundless agony. Raze chuckled and brushed strands of damp hair away from her hot sticky neck, and then blew cool air over it. He watched goose bumps rise - encouraged by her response - his hands moved under her shirt.
"I have wanted you for longer than I knew..." He husked into her ear.
Darri tried to open her eyes but the light hurt them. He soothed her stomach in small easy circles. They lay quietly for a little while but all too soon the heat began to seep from her body and she cleaved back into his warmth. Darri wriggled, and managed after several awkward turns, to face him finally him. She blinked several times into his eyes, hyper aware of his fingers on her bare back.
"Where are my leggings?" she asked her tone reasonable, almost seductive.
"They're on the floor along with my shirt."
Misted memories of yanking them off herself filtered through her addled haze, and she recalled with horror her demands upon him. Pressing him upon his back, and riding his fingers when everything seemed to stop...
He had followed the meandering progress upon her brow, and each moment a new furrow of confusion and even more confutation.
"You passed out on me..."
Darri couldn't help the snort of amusement she gave. "Does that happen a lot then?" His fingers stilled on her back and Darri and felt her mistake, but avoided confrontation by nestling her face beneath his chin. "No more talk, I am in poor form."
"One moment, you are feral, the next sober, the next contemptuous and finally seeking warmth like a small kitten."
"I have still have claws." She demonstrated by gently scratching his pectoral and gifting him a saucy smile. She used her nails on his nipple. Her moods changed quicker than a stormy sky, but he was going to make the most of the sunshine. Darri's eyes widened when he moved over her, and spread her arms out beneath him.
Wide eyed she stared up at him. "Have I lost my edge?" She didn't sound piqued, but the glint in her eye and the deceptive mildness of tone implied he was cutting thinner than a horse's hair.
"No, but you're about to see mine..."
Darri's body bowed when his hot lips began moving over the sensitive area of her neck. He held her hands, and nudged between her legs with a searching knee. She let him settle atop her and moaned, feeling his hardening cock against her moist slit. Her body was still aroused, it had just taken her mind a little while to remember... He moved down her body, and scraped up her shirt. Darri grasped the pillows above her head, and her torso twisted beneath his roving fingers. His palms were large and warm and they soon put delicious warmth back into her long legs.
"I never thought to find you smooth..." He murmured as his face came level with her belly button, but underneath his fingers were exploring her sticky molten centre.
"We can't do this Raze..." It was the last recall before her hormones completely took over once again. To have alcohol as an excuse was barely tolerable the first time, but to be wantonly spreading her thighs even as she thought of the repercussions, was another. Almost too much, and yet...
Her fingers rasped over his short crop of hair, and along his angular, stubbled jaw. "May the Goddess forgive me..." She keened at the moment his fingers opened her up, and his tongue flicked over an engorged ruby jewel. Burning pleasure arced to her toes.
Her body twisted, and her hips bucked. She forgot both their names, and found focus only on her centre and his unyielding tongue, and wicked fingers. He rang satisfying whimpers that made his balls ache. Her responsiveness was almost beyond belief. When she began to tremble he eased back, and retook the trail upwards across her stomach.
Her legs were open, and she tore at her shirt in a hot frenzy. Raze pulled his trousers down, and kicked them off. A cool breeze blew over her and she snapped back into focus. She froze. Her mouth opened but no sound came out, she looked down with him to stare at her pebbled breasts. He gave his trousers a final kick and repositioned himself high above her. He yanked the pillow out from beneath her head, so she lay completely flat.
Raze took carnal satisfaction in the erotic dawning that rose in her eyes. She couldn't deny this. He took a hold of himself and angled his throbbing cock at her entrance, and took a moment. His hips rolled and the tip of his cock slid from her begging hole - grazed her clit - and then he repositioned himself once more at her gate.
Darri stared down between their bodies at the huge purple head of his cock, pointed straight at her pussy. Starry eyed befuddlement was the only thing she could call it, and then he pushed forward and he began to slowly fill her. His eye's narrowed as hers widened, and his teeth grit together as her mouth formed a soundless O. The first thrust was testing and shallow, but the next was ruthless and he took her under on his second stroke. He gave her no quarter as he pummelled her, Darri's hips bucked under his, and he knew he was hurting her a little, but he growled low in his throat and slowed his rhythm to long, hard deep thrusts. Darri's pussy began to milk his cock.
She gasped for breath, and he panted heavily in her ear. "This is what you're going to get at the end of every day when you've pushed me too far. I'm going to take it out on your tight, gripping channel, and you're going to cum for me every time."
Raze ground his cock over her purposefully, mindful of the way her channel clutched and tightened around him at the moment he did so. He had her, and she was sweeter than he could have dreamed. She whimpered under him, and her neck arched back in ecstasy. He looked down and couldn't believe he'd neglected her perfect breasts.
He took her with him as he rolled to the edge of the bed, with his feet planted on the ground, Darri lolled in his arms like a child's doll for a second and then she shrieked out when he sheathed her once more upon him...He dug his calloused fingers into her rear, and took a ripe cherry nipple between his teeth and began to suckle and lash it with his tongue. He rolled the other between two fingers, and after a while switched to bestow the same upon its sister.
Darri clutched at his shoulders, and tried to pull back from his insistent mouth. He stood abruptly, spun and deposited her on her back upon the bed. He braced his knees against the bed, and then captured both of her ankles, raised them and then spread them high in to a high V. He angled his cock once more, and began a hard fast fucking. His revelled in hearing his balls slap against her backside. Darri could draw hardly enough breath, before she found herself swiftly repositioned once more but this time on her front.
Sense returned once more and she tried to turn or crawl away, but he pulled her rear high into the air, and slid in to her tight slickness once more.
