XLVI. Pain and Pleasure

She watched him between her legs, her brows furrowed in a deep frown, made deeper with every lick of his tongue.

She whimpered. “Eksel.”

“Mmm.” He hummed, keeping his face buried in her lips with his fingers burying themselves in her skin.

His head moved in managed swirls before her and the sight of his dark hair was enough to remind her who was the one bringing her to the heights of pleasure. The shivers that ran up and down her spine weren’t repulsive to her anymore.

Desire burned through her in such intense waves, she wondered how she would come back down from her current high. With her mind wavering on the edge of consciousness, she reached forward and gripped his hair, lifting his face so that he could look at her.

He frowned, and Elva swallowed the lump in her throat at the sight of his glistening lips. His beard was wet with her slick as well and it made her cheeks heat to boiling point.

She stuttered. “I want you.”

His fingers dig into her skin, into her muscles until she swore she could feel his touch in her bones.

“Let me give this to you first.” He pleaded, pulling against her hold of his hair until he resumed his ministrations.

Elva gasped when his flat tongue ran from her entrance to the tense nub between her lips. Her mouth trembled, wondering how this was first, wondering how she would be able to even think after. Her mind was reeling so fast in her head that she missed Eksel’s movement.

A groan left her lips when a finger pushed at her entrance until it was deliciously sitting inside her, pushing against her walls. Eksel growled against her, tensing his tongue so that he could forcefully push it against her clit.

“Fuck.” He mumbled even as he continued to pleasure her, his voiced muffled by the wetness of her arousal.

Black began to fizzle into her vision and a high pitched ringing disrupted her hearing, making her squeal as her toes curled, lightly touching the tops of his shoulders.

“That’s it, my little thing.” Eksel pressed a second finger inside her and her head fell back as her body shattered.

She reached for him, clawing at his back to get him to stop his tongue. As she reached the heights of her pleasure, her body turned languid, her legs falling loosely beside her. She pulsed in quick beats and she could feel her heartbeat in her pussy as if her chest no longer homed her heart.

She choked on her breath, groaned loudly as Eksel slowed his movements, placing soft kisses on her clit, the inside of her lips, the tops of her thighs and atop her mound.

She fell back on the bed, her chest heaving with every breath she took.

“That’s it.” Eksel whispered against her skin, his hands running up her sides to smooth out the goosebumps that still riddled her skin.

He ran his tongue from her bellybutton up the bottom of her breasts, taking his time to taste and feel the raised edges of her nipples.

She exhaled heavily. “Eksel.”

She felt as if she had no strength left in her and her pussy was still painfully pulsing between her legs, but as Eksel placed himself above her with his hands beside her head, she knew it wasn’t enough.

Her hands shook as she placed them against his hot chest and she trailed her fingers down until she grabbed at his pants, pulling them down in desperate tugs.

Eksel matched her urgency and he grabbed her legs, wrapping them around his waist so that she was pressed against him. He groaned against her warmth, thrusting himself between her lips.

Elva’s breath shook and she looked up at him. Her chest exploded into a kaleidoscope of overwhelming emotions. She cupped his face, one thumb running over the scars of his face, while the other roughly pulled at his bottom lip.

Eksel pulled back slightly, enough to place himself at her entrance and she released a long breath. He looked at her, watching her eyes for any signs of regret, for any signs that she wanted to stop.

Her hair was glued to her forehead from the sweat and tears ran down the sides of her face, but from the way she was looking at him he knew it wasn’t from pain or sadness. Her cheeks were red and her hands on his face were a comforting and igniting touch.

She wrapped an arm around his neck and lifted herself up until her lips were against his. She breathed into him, letting the air between them heat up.

Eksel grunted, rocking slightly, covering himself in her slick before waiting at her entrance.

“I love you.” She whispered against his lips.

Eksel took that moment and thrusted fully into her.

She screamed into him, biting his lips as she groaned in pain, savoring his nearness as the ache between her lips and inside her increased every moment he remained inside.

He ran his hands up her body, only stilling them when he grasped her neck, right underneath her jaw. “I love you.”

She hissed into his lips, digging her fingers into the skin of his shoulders, hoping the pain would stop long enough for pleasure to take over it again.

Eksel tried to move, but she tightened her hold on him. “W-wait.”

He stilled, exhaling against her lips before grunting. “Are you okay?”

“It hurts.”

He began to caress her cheeks in response, letting his fingers urge her to relax. As he peppered kisses to her lips and down her jaw, he moves his hand until it rested between her legs and he began to rub circles around her clit.

Elva hummed in her throat until it grew into a moan. His touch loosened her, making her body warm until the pain slowly became overpowered by the pleasure that radiated through her.

Her hips moved against him and he growled, gripping her ass to stop her. “Elva.”

She pressed her hands to his shoulders and opened her eyes to look at him.

He was watching her with a pained expression. His eyes were dark and hooded, while his brows were crooked with a frown and his lips trembled with every breath.

His struggle for control tugged at her heartstrings. His entire body shivered with his need, and yet he waited on her with bated breath. His muscles flexed beneath her fingers and she pressed her body closer to his, wrapping her arms around his neck to lift herself up even more.

He exhaled a strangled breath and lowered his head to press his lips between her breasts. “Fuck, you feel so good, little thing.”

Elva ran her fingers up his neck, watching him shudder, watching his skin break in goosebumps. She moved her hips into him.

He grasped her waist, growling as he dug his fingers into her skin. “Elva.”

Elva groaned. “Eksel. Please. Move. Please.”

With a relieved moan, Eksel pulled back, his eyes lowering to where they were connected and he began with slow and teasing strokes.

Elva bit her lips, throwing her head back. She tried to swallow the bites of pain that still ached inside her. He was filling her to the brim and the stretch of her skin was an acute pain, but she ignored it and focused on the waves of pleasure in the pit of her stomach.

She gasped when he pressed his finger on her clit, the sensation much more than she could have ever imagined.

“Look at me.”

She opened her eyes, immediately finding his dark gaze already on her. Her chest blossomed in a warm flutter. His eyes roamed her face and her body, taking in every inch like she was the most beautiful thing.

Eksel made her feel seen.

And as they continued to stay connected, she felt an overwhelming amount of love. As her body reached its climax, she wondered why she was so afraid of him, why she let Agnar keep them from consummating their love for so long.

As she came with him inside her, she knew that there would never be a feeling greater than this.