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568 What Did You Throw

Autor: Jenne Lopes
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-11-03 23:56:40

Elara

Late afternoon, the day of the feast

I'll be honest with you, I didn't plan on spending the whole day in a stranger's bed. But there I was, late in the afternoon on the day of the feast, the light through his shutters going yellow, and still he hadn't let me up.

I won't say I didn't enjoy myself. The furs on his bed were soft against my skin, but they still scratched the hell out of my back. And the man, well, he had more than enough stubble to go around, and it burned down my neck, along
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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    569 Follow Me

    ElaraThe night beforeThe chair creaked under us. He held me in place and fucked me, hard and slow, pulling me back onto his cock. I braced on the chair back and arched."Fuck," I said."What?" His breath was coming faster now."Harder."He pulled out and pushed in harder. I braced myself and fucked him back, grinding on his cock, taking him deep. He reached around, found my clit and rubbed. I cried out, felt my cunt grip him, and he fucked me harder, the chair skidding on the boards.Then he gripped my hair and pulled me back, and I was screaming, my cunt clenching around him, hating him, hating myself, hating how good it felt.* * **Late afternoon, the day of the feast*So that was how I got here. And now, with the afternoon light coming yellow through the shutters, he was still inside me. My hips were raised, my legs spread, and he knelt behind me, his heavy cock splitting me open. Each hard thrust rocked me against the wall.My breasts swung and slapped together, aching and sore

  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    568 Knees on the Seat

    ElaraThe night beforeHe stood over me, his cock hard in his hand now, looking down at my open cunt. It was enormous in his fist, easily three times the size of any Southern man I'd had, Kane included.The head was thick and blunt, the shaft long and hard, veins bulging along its length.I wasn't sure it would fit inside me without tearing me. My breath caught in my throat and my thighs pressed together, but my pussy squeezed tight with need.My clit was swollen, my pussy dripping. My hips lifted off the boards on their own, toward him. I forced them back down, biting my lip to keep from whimpering."Touch yourself," he said. "Say what you're doing."I set my fingers on my clit and rubbed. "I'm touching my clit," I said, barely a whisper. "I'm rubbing my clit because I want your cock inside me.""Keep going." He wasn't even looking at my face. He was stroking himself slowly, watching my hand.I rubbed faster, my pussy clenching on nothing."What are you doing?" he said again."I'm ru

  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    567 Shut It or Walk Through It

    ElaraThe night beforeI blinked at him. "Throw? At who?"He grinned. "Your husband. Word travels fast. Everyone on that floor heard you two going at it.""Oh. I didn't throw anything at him..." I scrubbed a hand across my face. "It's not important.""Come on, it's the best gossip of the night," he wheedled, leaning in. "What did you say to him, then?""Nothing you'd call poetry." I smirked. "Why, are you looking for tips on how to tame your own wife?""Me? I don't have a wife." He held up his hands. "Hence my interest."I glanced at him sideways. "Well, I'm not the best teacher. My husband has yet to be tamed."His eyebrows shot up, and then he laughed, a deep, real laugh, and so did I."It's nice to hear someone else's dirty laundry for once," he said.I snorted. "I'm sure yours is plenty dirty.""Oh, yeah?" He took a sip. "What have you heard?""About you? Nothing." I tipped my head at him. "But I've sat here ten minutes, and you haven't left a single thing alone."He chuckled. "It

  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    568 What Did You Throw

    ElaraLate afternoon, the day of the feastI'll be honest with you, I didn't plan on spending the whole day in a stranger's bed. But there I was, late in the afternoon on the day of the feast, the light through his shutters going yellow, and still he hadn't let me up.I won't say I didn't enjoy myself. The furs on his bed were soft against my skin, but they still scratched the hell out of my back. And the man, well, he had more than enough stubble to go around, and it burned down my neck, along my jawline. I pulled at his hair, trying to bring him closer, push him away.It hurt where he was deepest, his cock pushing against my cervix, and it made me ache and made me wetter by the second. I couldn't separate the shock of him filling me from the throb in my clit. He'd been at me since last night and still I gasped with every thrust.My legs pulled him in even as my hands tried to push against his sweat-slick chest. I didn't know which I wanted, more of him or less. My brain couldn't kee

  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    567 Ask Her

    LyraI set the bucket down with a thud and dug the potatoes and dried meat out of my bag. The potatoes were cold and raw, their skin rough beneath my numb fingers. I gripped the knife, the handle smooth against my palm. But my fingers were slippery and I could barely hold it steady.I hacked at the potato, trying to carve off slices, but the hard flesh kept slipping away. The blade skittered across the surface, gouging out chunks instead, until my potato was a gnawed and mangled lump."What a fucking mess." I hurled the ruined spud across the floor, glaring up at him again. He was still watching, still a hint of a smile on his face."You think it's so easy, you try it then!" I snarled, shoving the lighter at him.He took it and rose to his feet, his large frame looming over me. "First, you need smaller sticks. And bark." He calmly rearranged the logs, adding kindling and bark to the stack. He handed the lighter back to me."Hold this to the bark until it smolders." I did as he instruc

  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    566 Or Yours

    LyraWeathered boards, split and warped with age, rough beneath my fingers. A breath of cold wind hit me as I shouldered the door open, hinges shrieking. I stepped into the gloom and a rank, musty stench hit my nose.Dust swirled in the dim shafts of light from the shutters, making my nose burn. The air inside was heavy and stale, far colder than the damp woods outside.The main room was bare and lifeless. A blackened hearth sat cold and empty. Beside it, a tiny dining table and a single chair. A doorway led to a small back room.On the table stood a cup, its contents dried into a dark, crusted scum. I lifted it and looked inside. A grey-green bloom of mould coated the cocoa's surface. The sour, rotten smell made me pull back.I set the cup down with a clatter.I walked to the doorway of the back room and stopped short. A bare cot sat in the darkened space, but it was the thing on the floor that stopped me.A cheap phone, face down, screen cracked, dead. I picked it up, and my breath

  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    09 Talking To No One

    SeraNight fell fast, and with it, the temperature plummeted. We had three fires going, but the heat didn't seem to travel more than six inches past the flames. I sat on a log by the middle fire, pulling the wagon fur around my shoulders, shivering so hard my teeth were literally clicking together.

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    110 Mechanical Voice

    LyraShe ignored me. She dropped to her knees, her hands sliding down to the waistband of my trousers. She shoved her fingers inside the fabric, gripping my hips tight. With one sharp pull, she dragged the pants and my underwear down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, kicking my boots off in the

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    113 Monster

    Lyra"Tell the girl to step into the room," he said."Leave her out of this," I said. My voice came out as a pathetic, raspy whisper. I cleared my throat, trying to find some spine. "She didn't do anything. It was my idea to come in here.""Tell her to step into the room," he said, his eyes going d

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  • My Second Chance Mate is a Barbarian    111 Aldric Is Back

    LyraThe voice didn't belong to Nadia. It didn't belong to me. It came from the metallic object resting directly behind my hip.Nadia froze. She pulled her mouth away from me and yanked her fingers out of my body. She stood up quickly, wiping her wet mouth with the back of her hand, her chest heavi

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