Chapter 146: Rough Passion at Sparring (2)
The new technique had him shook. The way her throat pulsed and massaged him was pure bliss, sending sharp jolts of pleasure through his entire body.
She kept it up, swallowing him down again and again while her tongue pressed and swirled along the underside of his shaft.
He lasted only a few minutes before pulling her off with a harsh curse, chest heaving.
"Enough. I need to be inside you."
He flipped her around, bending her over the barricade. Her ass lifted high, legs spread.
Kane rubbed his cock through her slick folds, teasing her entrance. Then he slammed into the hilt with one powerful thrust.
Thora moaned loudly, pushing back against him.
"Yes! Fill me—harder!"
He set a brutal pace, hips slapping against her ass with every deep stroke. One hand gripped her hip, the other reached around to rub her clit.
The position let him hit deep, pounding that perfect spot inside her.
"You feel incredible," he grunted, teeth gritted.
"So tight."
"More—give me everything," she panted, meeting every thrust. Sweat glistened on her black hair and down her spine.
"I’m yours, Kane. Right here. Fuck me as you own me."
He did. The rhythm turned savage, bodies colliding in raw passion. Thora came again, screaming his name as her pussy spasmed around his cock.
Kane didn’t slow, fucking her through the orgasm until her legs shook.
He pulled out suddenly, spinning her to face him. Lifting one of her legs high, he drove back in, pressing her against the wood. Face to face now, he kissed her messily while pounding upward. Their breaths mingled, foreheads pressed together.
"Look at me while you come again," he ordered.
Thora’s eyes locked on his, brown and wild. She shattered a third time, nails digging into his shoulders, leaving red marks.
"Kane—gods—I can’t stop coming."
"Neither can I," he growled. He carried her down to the ground, laying her on her back in the grass beside the gravel.
He hooked her legs over his shoulders, folding her nearly in half as he thrust deep and slow now, grinding against her clit with every roll of his hips.
The change in angle made her eyes roll back.
"Right there—don’t you dare stop. Fill me up."
Kane’s control frayed. He fucked her with deep, powerful strokes, watching her breasts bounce with each impact. Thora’s hands roamed his chest, nails scraping down his abs. Another orgasm tore through her, her pussy gushing around him.
Finally, he pulled out and flipped her onto all fours.
"You wanted varieties," he said, voice rough with lust. His hand smoothed over her ass before he pressed a finger, slick with her juices, against her tighter hole.
"You ready for this?"
Thora pushed back against his finger, gasping.
"Yes. Do it. I want everything tonight."
He worked her open carefully at first, then replaced his finger with his cock, pushing in slowly. Thora moaned long and low, the stretch intense.
"Fuck—it’s so full. Move, Kane. I can take it."
He started thrusting, building speed. One hand reached around to finger her pussy while he took her ass. The dual sensation had Thora shaking, pushing back to meet him.
"You’re incredible," he praised between thrusts.
"Taking me so deep. Come for me again."
Thora’s whole body trembled as the dual pleasure overwhelmed her. Kane’s thick cock stretched her ass with every heavy thrust while his fingers plunged deep into her dripping pussy, curling ruthlessly against her G-spot. The filthy, wet sounds of her juices coating his hand mixed with the slap of his hips against her ass.
"Fuck—Kane, I’m so full," she whimpered, voice hoarse.
"I can feel you everywhere."
He leaned over her back, teeth grazing her shoulder as he growled, "That’s right. Every hole belongs to me tonight."
His pace grew punishing, fingers driving faster while his cock claimed her ass in deep, possessive strokes. Thora’s arms gave out, and she dropped to her elbows, ass still high, completely surrendered.
The pressure built impossibly fast. Her thighs shook violently as another orgasm crashed over her, harder than the last.
She came with a broken scream, pussy gushing around his fingers while her ass clenched rhythmically around his cock, milking him with tight spasms.
Kane snarled in pleasure but somehow held back, slowing just enough to ride out her climax without spilling. When her tremors finally eased, he pulled out of her ass, flipped her onto her back again, and immediately buried his face between her thighs.
He licked her clean with long, greedy strokes, savoring the taste of her release mixed with his own precum.
Thora’s fingers tangled in his messy red hair, hips grinding against his tongue as aftershocks rolled through her.
"Greedy lord," she laughed breathlessly, then moaned when he sucked her swollen clit.
"You’re going to kill me before dawn."
Kane looked up, lips shiny with her juices, eyes dark with hunger.
"Not before I’ve had you in every way I want."
He crawled up her body, kissed her deeply so she could taste herself on his tongue, then slid back inside her soaked pussy in one smooth thrust.
"Ride me. I want to watch you."
Thora straddled him, sinking onto his still-hard length with a shared groan. She rode him hard, hands braced on his chest, black hair wild around her face.
Kane thrust up to meet her, hands gripping her ass, occasionally slapping it lightly in rhythm.
"Touch yourself," he commanded. She did, fingers circling her clit as she bounced. They came together this time, Thora clenching around him, Kane spilling inside her again.
Afterward, they collapsed in a sweaty, cum-slicked tangle. Kane held her close, red hair mixing with black as he kissed her forehead.
"At this rate, I’ll become pregnant next week."
"You don’t want to?"
"I do."
"Then?"
"I feel that you would discard me afterward."
"What are you talking about?"
Kane pulled Thora closer.
"I’ll be happy to raise our child."
"Really?"
"Yes. I’m glad my first child is from you."
"Don’t flatten me."
"Still think I’m sidelining you?"
Thora chuckled breathlessly, tracing a finger over his chest.
"No. But next time you go north, I’m coming. No arguments. We fight together. Fuck together. Bleed together."
Kane smiled against her hair.
"Deal. But for now... rest. We’ve got a few more rounds before dawn if you’re up for it."
She bit his shoulder playfully.
"Try to keep up."
They did, another slow, intense session with her on top, then one more rough pounding against the barricade until both were spent, bodies marked and satisfied, cum leaking between her thighs as they finally caught their breath under the stars.
The training yard smelled of sweat, sex, and steel.
Kane’s hand stroked down her back as Thora curled into his side. For the first time in days, the restlessness in both barbarians had quieted.
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