Free Web NovelChapter 271: Chapter 271
Instead of climbing on top of her, he rolled her so that she lay flat on her stomach. Even with her face pressed into the mattress, she could still feel the heat of his gaze on her skin as he no doubt took in the sight before him. A moment passed and nothing happened. Then his rough fingers traced a slow line down her spine, and she sighed at the contact, her core throbbing once more.
Circe felt the weight of Ragnar’s body settle over her, his knees bracketing her thighs as he pressed forward. The head of his cock nudged into her, slick from their earlier release, and she arched her back slightly to ease his entry. He slid in steadily, until his hips met her ass, filling her completely in this prone position, pressing against spots that made her toes curl into the sheets.
Ragnar paused there, buried to the hilt, his chest brushing her back as he leaned down. His breath was hot against her ear, but he said nothing. He started to move inside her with slow thrusts. Each withdrawal left her empty, and when he pushed back in, the friction forced her core to tighten. Her hands fisted the pillows, muffling a soft gasp as his pace picked up slightly.
Ragnar’s hands gripped her hips, lifting them just enough to slide in deeper. His cock stroked that sensitive spot inside her with every drive. Her body responded when she pushed back against him. The pressure built quickly, her sensitive nipples rubbing against the mattress with each rock of their bodies, sending sparks up her spine.
He shifted one hand under her, fingers finding her clit again, rubbing in firm circles that matched his thrusts. The dual sensation sent her hurdling towards the edge, drawing a low grunt from his chest. She bit her lip to stifle her moans, but they escaped anyway, short breathy sounds that filled the room.
They were the sweetest sounds he had ever heard and he would gladly give anything to continue hearing it for years to come.
His other hand slid up her side, pinning her shoulder to the bed, keeping her in place as he rocked into her.
The bedframe groaned under the intensity, but he didn’t slow. Circe’s legs trembled, spread wider by his knees, her body spread open like a feast beneath him. The pressure in her core wound tighter, the friction relentless, until she shattered again, taking her by surprise as her pleasure erupted.
He groaned deep in his throat, slamming into her one final time before spilling inside, his cock twitching with each pulse. He held there, breathing heavily, before pulling out slowly. frёeωebɳovel.com
Circe did not move from that position, not even when Ragnar resettled himself beside her on the bed once more. There was a relaxed quality to his features now, one she could almost describe as serene.
She continued to watch him with her cheek pressed against the mattress, her gaze tracing the familiar lines of his face.
"We ought to get ready for the day," he murmured at last as he reached out to caress her jaw, his thumb brushing lightly against her skin. "Or I might end up keeping you right here in bed with me."
Circe batted her lashes coyly in response, a playful glint lighting her eyes. "Is that a promise?"
Ragnar chuckled, the sound rumbling softly in his chest. Then he did something she wasn’t expecting at all.
His hand trailed down her back until his fingers reached the base of her spine. For a heartbeat, his touch lingered there before he lifted his hand and swatted her ass.
She gasped in shock, her eyes widening as heat rushed to her cheeks. It barely hurt and the sting only lasted a few seconds.
Ragnar smiled, thoroughly pleased with himself.
Circe rolled onto her back and narrowed her eyes at him, though there was no real heat behind the gesture. He knew it too because his smile only widened in response, smug and unapologetic.
Seeing the blissful expression on his face, she seized the opportunity. She shifted closer, sidling toward him until her bare skin brushed against his. Then she sat up on the bed, turning fully to face him. Her eyes shone with clear intent as she leaned forward, closing the small distance between them, and placed her hand against his firm chest.
"Are you going to be busy with work today?" she asked softly, holding his gaze as her fingers traced a slow, teasing path downward. "If you aren’t too occupied, I would like it if we went out today. Together. Just the two of us."
Her voice grew quieter, more earnest.
"I haven’t left the estate since the attack weeks ago. Sometimes, when you aren’t here, it makes me feel like a trapped bird." She said lightly. "I was thinking we could spend some time with each other. I really don’t mind where we go."
Her finger continued its descent, gliding over the hard planes of his stomach.
Ragnar hummed, briefly contemplating her words.
"It’s getting a bit too cold for you to be riding on horseback," he said, fully aware of her dislike for the cold.
"I will wear a coat," she countered immediately. "We can even take the carriage, if you want."
Her finger dipped lower still, brushing lightly against his cock.
That was when he became fully aware of the game she was playing.
It was his turn to narrow his eyes. "Are you trying to win my compliance through seduction?"
She smiled and leaned closer, so close their noses brushed, her breath warm against his lips.
"Is it working?" she asked, not even bothering to deny it. freёweɓnovel.com
He didn’t answer.
In truth, her tactics had worked far too well. There was nothing he wouldn’t give her if she asked. She could demand all his lands, and he would surrender them without hesitation. That was how far gone he was for her.
An outing together, despite his ever-present paranoia, was nothing in comparison to all he was willing to risk and sacrifice for her. He placated his instincts and worries with the knowledge that he would be at her side the entire time, watching and protecting her from all threats.
