\[Denali’s POV\]
Rosco’s hands trail along my skin, traveling from my thighs to my sides, and then finally around my back so they can come to rest on my ass. Once there, he pulls me forward so that I can wrap my legs around him.
“Rosco,” I whimper as his mouth finds my throat and begins to explore it until his teeth graze along my mark spot. “W-wait.”
For a moment, it doesn’t seem as if he is even processing what I’m saying, but when he finally pulls away and looks at me with hunger-filled eyes, I know he understands.
“I’m sorry,” he huffs. “I was…”
“No,” I gasp, realizing where his mind was going. “That wasn’t what I meant. It’s just that we're..."
Motioning, I look at the empty park around us. We were out in the open, where anybody could see us going at it like rabbits.
“Out in the open?” Rosco offers, nipping at my jaw. “But doesn’t that make it more exciting?”
Pulling away once more, he gets up, takes a seat beside me, and then opens his arms. This action alone is so enticing that before I can even think about what I’m doing, I climb onto his lap and snake my arms around his throat.
Dammit, what in the world was I even doing? Even though I knew it was wrong and dangerous to do it out here, I wanted him so badly, especially with our newly awakened matebond. Where he touches is coming alive, and I can feel my soul stirring, begging to take what is rightfully mine.
As I continue to remain silent, Rosco moves his hips so his bulge presses against my core, causing pleasant thrums of energy to race through me while a moan escapes my lips.
“Fuck it,” I hiss, slamming my mouth against his and shoving my tongue into his mouth so that his taste explodes on my tongue. “Take me.”
Growling, Rosco reaches around, grabs my ass again, and begins to make me move against him. Soon, our breathing begins to become ragged from just how good it feels to do this simple action, but it wasn’t enough for me. I didn’t want to sit here and hump; I wanted to fuck, and I wanted to fuck now.
“Rosco,” I pant, sitting back and staring into his dark eyes. “I want you.”
Smirking, he shoves his hands between my thighs and then runs a claw along my pants, creating an opening just big enough for him to enter me.
“Then you can have me, mi reina,” he chuckles, pulling my shirt down so that my breasts are free. “I’m yours to take however many times you want.”
Moaning, I reach down and begin to free his dick, and once it springs out of his pants, I position myself over it. Slowly, I lower myself, allowing him to enter me for the first time in what feels like an eternity, and once I’ve swallowed him whole, I begin to move.
Goddess, I missed this. It was clear that I was becoming a fiend who craved intimacy with my husband. Or maybe I craved this intimacy because when we were together like this, we were at our most vulnerable and connected.
“Rosco,” I pant, quickening my pace while his mouth works one of my nipples. “Oh goddess.”
Tightening my hold on Rosco, I feel myself growing closer, and when I finally explode around him, I tilt my head back in delight and let out an excited howl.
I sensed it before, but this time was most certainly different with us, and now I was positive it was because we finally found the other half of our souls who were waiting to reunite, and now that they had, they were coming alive with euphoric happiness, and I truly didn’t want this moment to end.
“Fuck, mi reina,” Rosco growls, digging his fingers into my ass. “What’s gotten into you?”
“You,” I whisper, leaning forward and pressing my mouth against his once more. “You’ve gotten into me, and I don’t want you to ever let go.”
“Mind your words,” he warns, flipping us so that he is on top and can take the lead. “If I had my way, I wouldn’t ever let you go, but I know that it would be wrong to do that.”
“Mmmm,” I purr, wrapping my legs around his waist. “I’m not too opposed to being glued to your side at all times.”
“Careful what you ask for,” he growls, pushing deep into me. “I am a very selfish man.”
Gasping, I arch my back as Rosco begins to fuck me hard and fast while his hands knead my breast, quickly building me up to another orgasm, and this time when I come, he does as well, filling me to the brim with his seed.
However, even then, he doesn’t stop. He continues to fuck me with all his might like a madman, and when it becomes too much for me, I press my hands against his chest.
“Am I hurting you?” He asks, immediately shifting from a wild animal acting on instinct to my sweet and caring man. “I’ll…”
“Did we really just fuck in a park?” I pant, slowly unlocking my legs from around him.
Now that I was beginning to think clearly, I couldn’t quite believe what was happening, but here we were out in the open with our bodies pressed together and his dick still resting inside of me.
“What in the world are you doing to me?” I mutter.
“It isn’t me that is doing anything to you,” Rosco counters, finally pulling out of me and pushing his still-erect dick into his pants. “It is you who is slowly bewitching me and making me lose control.”
Blushing, I fight the urge to jump him again, but I know that before we attack each other again, we need to find somewhere much more private.
"Let's go back to the hotel,” I murmur, sitting up and pulling my shirt back into place so my breasts weren’t exposed.
For a moment, Rosco doesn’t speak as he takes me in with an unreadable expression, and when he finally gets to his feet, I know that he knows I’m right.
“Come along, then,” he huffs, reaching down and pulling me into his arms. “But don’t think I’m done with you.”
"You are never done with me,” I sigh, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his lips.”
“Mommy!”
Eyes widening, I turn just in time to see a little girl and her mother in the distance making their way toward us.
“Did you see?" She continues, pointing toward us. “Those two were just kissing! How indecent!”
“Just kissing,” Rosco chuckles as I find myself wishing the ground would open up and swallow us given how damn close we were to being caught fucking on a bench. “If she thinks that is indecent, then she should have seen what we were doing earlier.”
“Rosco!” I hiss, swatting at him. “She’s just a child! That would be a crime.”
Goddess, how in the world did I allow him to do what he did earlier on? I was out of my mind.
“Like I would let anyone see any part of you,” he chuckles, unphased. “That’s for me and me alone.”
Finished speaking, he begins to move, carrying me forward and past the little girl and her mother, but as we pass and begin to head in different directions, I hear her mother speak out the word that I’m still too scared to say.
“Leave them be, honey,” she sighs. “They’re just a couple of kids in love.”