"Blackwall," I whined, letting my arm drop. The tip of my sword hit the ground with a metallic clink. "My arm feels like it is going to fall off."
"It won't," he laughed, sheathing his sword as he walked closer to me. I wasn't so sure, I could barely lift it without agony. He held his hand out and I lifted the sword with great effort, my arm shaking terribly. His brow came down and he took the sword, stabbing it into the dirt.
"Let me see," but he really didn't give me a choice. He put a hand under my leather armor, but over my tunic. His hand felt cool against my aching shoulder. "Aye, we're done."
"I'm not going to be able to lift my arm later," I complained, rubbing it. He had a sad look come onto his face and I realized I was making him feel bad. So I smiled at him.
"Thank you, for teaching me. Even though I am a big baby about it."
"I overworked you today," he nodded. "Shoulder's hot to the touch. Put cool rags on it." He walked away and I sighed. I really sucked at cheering people up. I looked over lake Luthias, remembering the first time I saw it. The first time I met Blackwall. I began unlacing my leather armor, shucking it to the ground. It took some time, but soon I was just in my bra and panties.
I walked in slowly, feeling the cool water engulf my feet and then my calves. I kept going until I was up to my waist. A prickling sensation broke out over my skin and I turned to look back at the shore. I could feel someone watching me, but couldn't see them.
"Enjoy the show?" I called right before I submerged myself completely. I came up and saw it was the Iron Bull.
"I did," he walked and took a seat on a fallen tree.
"Coming swimming with me?" I asked, moving closer. He propped his leg up and I got a good look at his ankle brace. "Are you alright?"
I started walking, my body rising out of the water.
"Old injury," he mused, eye running over me.
"Cool water can help," I smiled, leaning back to float a little.
"And here I thought you were a prude," he rumbled out.
"That's a weird thing to say."
"Heard you were the daughter of the hero of Fereldan," he finished undoing his ankle brace and kicked off his other boot. "And something about you having the soul of a dragon inside you." He dropped his pants, giving me a full frontal. I don't know if he expected me to close my eyes or turn away, but I did neither.
"Definitely not a prude," he grinned.
"You looked at me."
"That I did." He walked out to me slowly and I leaned back again, floating.
"I am the daughter of Elissa Cousland and Alistair Theirin, King of Fereldan," I began. "Before my mother fought and killed the archdemon, she and Alistair made a deal with Morrigan, a mage of great power. They did a ritual to trap the soul of the archdemon inside her womb, allowing my mother to live. Except they didn't know I was in my mothers womb, so instead of going to Morrigan, it went to her."
"So you've got the soul of an archdemon inside of you?" his voice was right next to me. I opened my eyes and he was standing near me.
"Urthemiel, the dragon of beauty."
"How's that work?" he asked. I adjusted so I was upright. My feet didn't touch the bottom, so I swam gently.
"We're one, he's the magic that flows through me."
"So you have a dragon soul, but you don't like to fight?"
"My soul is my own, Urthemiel is just, well he's me. Or I am him, I guess. At least that's what he said."
"He said?" I looked at him and shook my head, smiling.
"I know, it sounds crazy. But he talked to me in a dream."
He looked like he didn't believe me and I didn't blame him. It was bizarre and fantastical and at this point nothing would surprise me.
I turned so I was facing away from him and held my hand out. I fire erupted out of it, the water on the surface sizzling and boiling as steam flowed up.
"I can make it hotter," I turned to look at him. "But it's dangerous and to be honest, I'm a little afraid of fire."
He nodded and then ducked under the water.
"Bree, seen the Bull?" I turned to look at Krem, who was just now noticing both our discarded clothes. "Oh." He blushed red like a tomato and Bull came up for air.
"Krem! Coming in for a dip?" he boomed.
"Ugh." his eyes went to me and then to Bull and back to me.
"Come on Krem, Bree doesn't care about what's under your clothes."
"I'm not naked Krem, swim with your under things on if your more comfortable," I smiled. He was still hesitant so I turned around to give him some privacy. I grabbed Bull's arm and pulled him around as well.
"Why am I turning around? He's worried about you, not me."
"Well for the illusion of privacy."
I heard the water move after some time and Krem called out to us.
"You can turn around now."
We moved at the same time, Bull bumping my sore shoulder as he did so. I let out a loud hiss and moved away from him.
"Blackwall worked you over good today, right?" Krem nodded. "I caught the end of your training."
"How many people watched me get undressed?" I asked aloud.
"Well me," Bull began counting off on his fingers. "Krem, Blackwall I think, Varric stumbled in and then left quickly. About a handful of the patrol."
"I should have charged admission!" I splashed water at him. "Glad I didn't take it all off."
"I would have stopped you before then," he smiled. "Unless I was alone."
"Bree!" my name thundered across the lake in a terrifying boom. I looked to shore and saw Cassandra standing there.
"Hi Cassandra," I waved, playing it off like I wasn't terrified of her.
"Are you naked in there?" she demanded, stooping down to pick up my clothes.
"Maybe..." I began but a sharp look from her stopped me dead. "No, I've got my undies on."
"Swimming with two naked men is.."
"Only Bull is naked," I interrupted her.
"That is not the point, think you your reputation!"
"Bree, Herald of Andraste, closer of rifts and slayer of demons. Also swims with naked men. I like it," Varric came out of the bushes with a grin. I laughed until I got a cramp and had to hold onto Bull for support.
I thought Cassandra was going to be more upset, but instead she smiled and shook her head.
"Be responsible Bree," she nodded at me before leaving. It was quiet for a moment before I looked at Bull and Krem.
"Why do I feel like I was just warned about premarital sex?"
"Because you were," Varric grinned. He sat down and took out a wine bottle, shaking it at me lightly.
"Ooh," I swam towards shore, walking when my feet touched. I was about calf deep when I looked down and noticed a long, dark brown, leech on my stomach. I screamed, hitting at it several times and losing my balance in my panic and falling into the shallow water. Varric grabbed me up, his grip stronger than I would have given him credit for.
"Get it off," I wailed, looking down and still seeing it attached to me. He reached down and pulled, I had to watch as it stretched to an almost comical length before it let go. "Oh my god, are there more?"
I kept my eyes closed tight as I felt Varric move around me.
"Nope, just the one."
I opened my eyes and sighed in relief.
"Thank you," I smiled at him. Rustling leaves could be heard seconds before Blackwall came bursting from the woods.
"What's the ma..." Blackwall stopped dead in his tracks and stared at me. His face went from pale to pink in an instant before he turned around. "I beg your forgiveness, I heard you screaming and.."
"I was swimming and there was a leech incident. I'm sorry I worried you."
He nodded and walked away without looking back at me.
"What was that about?" I asked Varric.
"You're in a state of undress and Blackwall is chivalrous."
"But we're swimming," I was confused. "Everyone swims in something similar to this, or less, where I come from. Do you not do that here?"
"Nope," Bull smiled, walking slowly out of the water towards us. Varric coughed and turned away, obviously not wanting to see him naked. "Got any leeches on me?"
He was grinning as I moved closer.
"Arms up," I told him as I moved around, looking. Which was hard to do considering he was extremely well endowed and muscular. But I did it anyway.
"Leech free," I smiled and stepped away.
"Not even a blush," he looked sad. But I could tell he was teasing me.
"You don't blush when you look at me," I countered.
"You're not naked."
"From all the talk I hear from the women..and the men, I'm sure there is nothing you haven't seen under these," I indicated my bra and panties. That might not necessarily be true, I thought to myself. I had my nipples pierced. My friends and I bought fake ID's and went into a shop two towns over when we were sixteen.
"Lost your train of thought?" Varric asked, bringing me out of my memory.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Got lost down memory lane."
"What were you remembering?" Bull was pulling on his pants now.
"The time I went and got my nipples pierced with my friends," I smiled. He stumbled a little but managed to get his foot in his pant leg.
"You have your nipples pierced?" Varric asked, passing me the bottle of wine.
"Yeah, Jowan didn't let me do a lot with my looks. Wasn't allowed to cut my hair, wear makeup, pierce anything visible..."
"I get it," Krem spoke. I turned and watched as he walked out of the water. I was a little surprised to see that Krem had female anatomy, I would have never guessed. "You just wanted a little bit of control."
"Exactly," I grinned, holding his eyes for a moment before turning to give him privacy. It must have taken a great deal of bravery on his end, and that in turn must have meant he trusted me.
"Hurt?" Krem asked.
"Oh yeah. Even during the healing process. I had to be really careful hauling wood inside and such."
I watched as Varric spoke to Bull, my thoughts turned towards home.
"Thank you," Krem spoke softy at my side. I turned my head to look up at him.
"What for?" I asked, handing him the wine jug.
"I don't usually..people don't always understand," he took the jug and gulped some down.
"I'm happy you felt like you could be yourself around me."
He didn't seem to know what to say, so he just nodded and took another drink. He wandered over to Varric and took a seat, but I noticed he had left the top button of his shirt undone.
"Never seen Krem do that before," Bull rumbled as he handed me my clothes. I slipped my leggings on and then pulled my tunic over my head.
"Well I'm glad he feels comfortable enough around me," I grinned, sitting down on a log to wipe my feet off before putting my socks and boots on. Bull followed.
"I'm going to say this and you might not like it. Might piss you off, but I'm going to say it anyways. Krem did something here I have never seen him do before. He let you in, he trusts you. Believes in you," he stopped talking and looked over to Krem, who was laughing at something Varric said.
"I won't," I smiled up at him.
"What?" he snapped his head down, his good eye leveling on me.
"You're going to tell me that I better not betray the trust he put in me. And I won't. Not for anything in the world."
He watched me, and I could see doubt in his eyes.
"My mother told me to trust in my allies and seek comfort in my friends. I spent the better part of the afternoon swimming around nearly naked with all of you. Call it a trust exercise, to find out if you stayed in the ally category or moved into the friend one."
"Where do I fall?" he asked.
"Firmly in the friend category. Along with Krem."
"What about Varric?"
"Oh, he's in the family category. I love that hairy little man like a brother."
"Love?"
"Yeah. I mean I love all my friends too, don't get me wrong. But it's stronger."
"That's a lot of love," Bull shook his head.
"I am a lover," I laughed as I slipped one boot on.
"Who's?" he rumbled.
"Who's what?" I was doing my best to get every tiny bit of sand off my other foot before I put it in my sock. Sandy toes sucked.
"Who's lover are you?"
I turned to stare at him, a puzzled look on my face.
"Did I miss something here?" I asked.
"You said you were a lover, and I asked who's," Bull chuckled.
"Oh, I'm sorry. It's part of a saying from back home. I'm a lover, not a fighter. I didn't mean I was actually somebodies lover."
"No?"
"Nope. Why you offering to fill the position?" I joked as I tugged my boot on.
"What if I am?" his voice was close to my ear and it made me shiver. He had no right to have a voice like that. I turned to look at him, his face a few inches from mine.
"Bull, you are an incredibly attractive man, with a voice that does things to me it has no right doing. But I saw what your packing and I'm pretty sure it would kill me."
He tipped his head back and laughed. He fell backwards off the log we were sitting on and continued to laugh as I shook my head. Varric and Krem were now looking over here and I shrugged my shoulders to let them know I had no idea either.
"That's a good one," he gruffed as he sat up, his abs flexing and my mind temporarily short circuiting. Why in the hell was I going all mushy for him? He was a classic man slut, bordering on fuck boy territory. "You are good for my ego."
"You're welcome," and I had to fight the urge to sing it, damn you Moana. But not the Rock because he was damn fine.
"When your ready sweetness, I'm all yours," he was standing next to my sitting form and I got to rake my eyes up his thighs, to his hips. Stomach and then chest. It was so not fair. I finally landed on his good eye, which was full of mischief.
"Thank you for the offer," I got up, trying to figure out what to say.
"I'm serious," he purposefully made his voice go lower. I glared at him. "I'm a great ride."
"Oh yeah?" I licked my lips and got a little cocky. "The next time we get a break I'll come find you and be the judge of that." Oh why the hell did I say that?! That was not what I had planned to say!
"I'll hold you to that sweetness," and he leaned down and ever so gently, took my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked. I was so surprised I jerked back and went ass over tea kettle courtesy of the log.
Bull laughed and I just lay there, staring into the beautiful blue sky. Denying the fact that I was now on fire in a way I hadn't ever felt before. I wasn't a virgin, I had slept with a boy at a party one night. Jowan had thought I was studying, he was far to trusting at times. We had started kissing and I liked it, liked the way he made me feel. So I just went with it. It wasn't the greatest experience, it was awkward and fumbling and pretty much what you would expect from a first time.
"Bree?" Bull was looking down at me with concern. "Hey, if I overstepped.."
"No," I smiled up at him. "I was just cooling down. Your fault."
Now he was grinning.
"From just that?"
"Don't tease, it's bad," I whined. And I was telling the truth. I was wet and throbbing, like it had it's own heartbeat. I watched as he looked over his shoulder once before climbing over the log. He took a seat and motioned for me to come to him. I groaned and sat up, wondering what nonsense we was up to now. As soon as I was sitting up he grabbed me and pulled me to him.
"Whoa," the word whooshed out as he turned me quickly and put my back against his chest, planting my butt firmly in his lap.
"Tell me to stop," his mouth was against my ear, hot and wet. I didn't know what he was talking about at first, but then I felt his hand. His big, strong, hot hand slid down the front of my leggings to cup me. I gasped and he turned my head so he could reach my mouth with his.
"Hmm," he growled, spreading my wetness around in the confined area. He ghosted across my clit and I jerked as a bolt of lightning like pleasure rocketed through me. "All this for me?"
"Because of you," my eyes rolled back when he slipped a single finger inside me.
"Tight," he growled out. "Are you a virgin? I only ask so I know how deep I can go."
"No," I moaned, one hand digging into his thigh beneath me and the other with a death grip on his wrist.
"Good," and his finger slid in deeper, deeper than my own, deeper than my only other partner reached. His thumb flicked across my clit once, twice, three times before he pushed down, grinding on it. Giving me the friction I desperately needed.
He caught the loud moan escaping my mouth with his as he picked up his pace. His mouth felt extra hot, his tongue swirling around mine. I felt it coming, the tightening of my walls, the arching of my back and the curling of my toes in my boots. My orgasm exploded on to me and I rocked my hips hard to try and keep it going. I collapsed against him, legs twitching every now and again.
"Oh my god," I whispered when Bull released my mouth.
"Good?" he murmured, slowly sliding his hand out of my pants. The second I saw it I gasped. His entire hand was covered with me.
"I'm sorry," I apologized. He stretched his fingers out, watching as it strung between them.
"Don't be, it's a compliment. Next time I'll have you pretty pale legs thrown over my horns and you'll come on my face that way."
"No wonder so many people want to sleep with you," I sighed, relaxing against him.
"Does that bother you?" he asked, adjusting himself a little and throwing an arm around my waist.
"No," I replied. "It's nice, sort of. You know what your doing, obviously."
"And you don't?"
"I mean I know how it all works," I laughed. "But I've only ever been with one other person. And that was just so I could lose my virginity and get it over with."
"Do you want lessons?" he joked and I laughed. He joined me.
"I just like the way you make me feel, does it have to be anything more than that?" I asked when we were all done.
"No," he rumbled. "That's a good enough reason."
"What about you, what did you get out of it?"
"You may not have noticed, you were pretty lost there for awhile, but you were grinding yourself on me pretty good. I got what I needed right before you did."
"Well I feel less bad now."
"Bree? Bull?"
"Oh shit," I sat up quickly and looked at Bull. "Why do I feel like Cassandra knows what we just did?"
"She doesn't," and he plucked me out of his lap and set me next to him. "So that particular Qunari war ship is called a dreadnought."
"Ahh, okay," I picked up on what he was doing and played along. "How many can they hold? What is their maximum time at sea?"
"Why are you asking about Qunari war ships?" Cassandra leaned over to look at us. "And why are you hiding behind this log?"
"I fell back here actually," I began. "Bull came to help me up but I told him to leave me down here to die. So he said he would wait with me until the end. Which was really pretty crazy of him, considering it's going to take days."
She shook her head and leaned back.
"You are insufferable at times," but I could tell she was smiling.
"That's one of my better qualities," I laughed as I stood up. My knees buckled and Bull caught me with a grin.
I climbed over the log with some reservation, I was sore down there.
"You are walking funny," Cassandra commented and I nearly choked on my own spit.
"My leg is asleep," I grimaced at her. "I laid down there to long.
"There is probably a lesson in that for you," she smiled and started ahead of me. I turned back to Bull with large eyes. He tipped his head back and roared out his laughter.
When we reached Haven I was kept busy for weeks. Leliana told me her spies hadn't seen or heard from Jowan, but that she would keep looking. Cullen was kind enough to take me under his wing and teach me how to read a map properly. It wasn't as easy as I thought. And I learned a great deal about strategy and where all of our troops were.
"Alright," I sighed, running my hands over my tired face. Cullen pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. "I think we should call it a night before we just pass out on the table."
He snorted out a laugh but agreed.
"Pick this back up in the morning?" he asked as we walked out.
"Yes, and thank you again for helping me. It's so much to take on."
"You are doing well," he nodded. "It will come easier the more you do it."
I nodded, smiling.
"Well goodnight," I gave him a little wave and headed down the path to my small house. I was looking forward to kicking my boots off and snuggling in my warm bed. I opened the door and shut it, throwing the bolt over. It was toasty in here and I let out a sigh. I shucked my boots off at the door and headed into the main room. I stopped dead at the sight of Bull laying on my bed. His eyes were closed, mead cup laying on it's side next to his dangling arm.
"Bull," I spoke softly, trying to wake him up gently. Did the big ass get drunk and wander in here? I shook his shoulder gently and he bolted up, his forehead crashing into mine. I yelped and fell back onto the floor, holding my head in my hands.
"Oh shit," he grumbled and was suddenly pulling my hands away from my head. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was gently running his hand over the sore spot. His eye traveled down and met mine. I smiled up at him.
"Hey sweetness," his voice was low and quiet. His hand trailed down from my forehead to gently run along my face. He run a finger over my lips before slowly leaning down and kissing me. It was soft, nothing like what we had shared weeks ago at Lake Luthias.
"You drunk?" I asked him when he pulled away. He smiled, but it didn't reach his eye.
"I'd never come to you like that," he sighed and helped me up.
"I just thought," I pointed to the spilled ale and my messed up bed. "Sorry. Didn't mean to offend you."
He looked to the spilled ale and nodded. I tugged my tunic over my head and tossed it in the corner. I could feel his eyes on me as I slid my pants down as well, walking over to the chest that served as my dresser. I pulled out a large, thin tunic. It had been one of Varric's under shirts. So it was big and just hit the tops of my thighs. Once I had it on I tucked my arms in and removed my bra, or small things, as they called them here and let it join the others. I turned around and Bull gave me a once over.
"Are you staying the night?" I asked, moving to pick up the turned over tankard.
"That what you want?" he asked. I set it down on the small table and looked at him.
"Not everything is about me," I put my hands on my hips. "You have a voice too."
"You still working on reading maps with Curly?" he asked, taking a seat on my bed. He leaned down and began to undo the lace of one boot. I got on my knees and started undoing the brace on the other.
"Yeah, it's so hard," I bemoaned. "There is just so much to learn. And then understanding our troop movements." I shook my head as I gently took his brace off and set it on the table behind me. I undid the laces. "Forward troops, flank guards. It's confusing," I sighed and pulled his boot off. "Enough about me. How was your day?"
He put a hand under my chin and made me look up at him.
"Come to bed," his voice was a deep timber. I set his boot aside and got up. He stood as well, hands working to undo his large belt as I climbed in. I took the furthest side, near the wall.
"It's colder by the wall," he climbed in after me, lifting the blanket to cover both of us.
"That's okay."
"Are you always selfless?" he hummed as he reached over and grabbed me, easily pulling me over him and onto the other side. I felt his hard on rub against me as I went and it sent a spike of heat through me.
"I was just being nice," I mumbled, rolling onto my side to get comfortable.
"Why are you so far away?" he asked, running a hand up my bare leg.
"I was giving you space," I rolled over so I was looking at him. He was on his side, propped up on his elbow.
"I'm naked in your bed," he laughed.
"Well," I propped myself up as well, except I rested the side of my head in my hand. "Maybe you just came here because you didn't want to sleep alone. Or for comfort. Or because you had a bad dream or something. I wasn't going to make any assumptions."
"You let a lot of guys get in bed naked with you if they have bad dreams?" he teased.
"Of course not. But your my friend. I figure if you ever needed something from me you would just say it."
"So you would let me sleep in your bed naked whenever I wanted?"
"Don't take advantage," I litely punched his arm.
"I'd be a fool not too," he dipped down and caught my lips with his. Again it was gentle. Slow. But soon his tongue slipped in and the kiss turned more heated. He pulled me under him, rolling easily on top of me. His hands pushed up my tunic, pulling it over my head. He sat up and drank me in, his eye wandering down my body and back up again. He stared at my nipples with their little silver bars and small beads.
"That's fucking hot," he growled before leaning down to suck on one. I whimpered. His tongue traced the bar, nibbling and even gently pulling on the bar. I ran my hands over his massive horns and down the sides of his head. I traced his ears gently and he shivered, letting go of my nipple with a wet popping sound.
"Let's see if I can get you wetter than last time," he grinned and slid a hand down between us. I gasped as he slowly rubbed a finger up and down me, gently rolling across my clit before sliding one finger inside me.
"What about you?" I panted as he moved that finger in and out. He curled it and twisted it until I was writhing under him.
"What about me?" he asked, nipping my ear. I slid my hand down his strong chest, past his getting soft tummy and down to grasp him. He groaned in my ear and I encircled him the best I could, stroking him.
"Hmm, sweetness," his hips were moving slowly, thrusting himself into my hand.
"My turn," I let go of him and used my hand to stop his lazy fingering. "On your back. Please."
He looked at me for a moment and then did as I asked. I straddled him, my knees not quiet touching the mattress beneath us.
"Am I too heavy?" I asked as I kissed his chest. I felt his laugh before I heard it. It bounced me on his stomach and I sat up to look at him. He bucked once, bouncing me harder and moaned.
"I'm more of an ass guy," his hands shot up and groped my chest. "But you've got two great arguments up here."
I laughed and returned to what I was doing, I slowly kissed every scar I could find, which was a lot. It took time but I did it as I moved lower and lower down his body. I purposefully didn't go right where he wanted me. I was trying to show my appreciation to him, for him. I moved lower kissing his thighs, his knees. When I kissed his injured ankle, he sighed.
"Hurt?" I asked, looking up at him.
"Sore."
I took a seat and lifted his huge foot into my lap. He peered down at me, curiosity burning in that one beautiful eye of his. I began to rub his foot, like they did when you got a pedicure. It felt so amazing when they did it, so I figured it couldn't hurt to try it on him. He moaned and closed his eye. I worked at it for so long that for a moment I thought he was asleep.
"Trying to distract me?" he rumbled, sitting up. I watched as his arm muscles flex as he reached down for me.
"No, just trying to take some of the soreness away," I smiled, letting him drag me up and back onto him. He purposefully slid me right over his hard member and I gasped. He grinned and met my mouth for another kiss as he locked his arms around me. We kissed until my lips hurt and then kept going. One of his arms slid down my back, down my crack and into my folds. I gasped into him, rocking slowly on that finger. It was slow and lazy and I wanted more. I pulled away from his mouth to meet his eye.
"Can we...," I blushed a little and he rumbled out a laugh.
"You sure this is what you want?"
"Very sure," I nodded, taking his cock in my hand and slowly, so slowly, lowering myself onto it. I expected it to hurt, just based off his size and my own first time experience. But it slid in with little resistance.
"Oh my god," I whined, the feeling like nothing I had ever felt before. My thighs were shaking with the effort and Bull tipped my head up to catch my lips. He nipped and gently pulled at my lips, praising me.
"That's it," he hissed. "Take it all."
"There's so much," and that was the truth. I was getting this over stuffed feeling, not sure how much more I could actually take. It was starting to ache. Bull must have known, or sensed it because he carefully held me to him and rolled us so I was on my back. He pulled out and moved back in slowly, rolling his hips. It drew a noise from my lips that I wasn't aware I could make.
He made a rumbling noise in his chest and did it again, and again until I was begging him for more. I didn't know what that meant but he seemed too. His hips picked up pace, the sound of skin slapping on skin echoed around the room.
"You're so wet," he leaned down and nipped my ear. "Your pussy is melting around my cock."
"Sorry," I gasped, arms clinging around his neck. He laughed.
"Don't be, I fucking love it."
"Bull," I cried out his name when he thrust harder. "Oh god I'm coming."
He kept up those hard thrusts, as my orgasm exploded over me. My legs shook and my toes curled as I threw my head back and howled out his name. He picked up the pace, the bed shaking and rapping against the wall loudly as I felt another one coming.
"Please," I cried out. "Oh Bull please!" and then it washed over me again. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head and I dug my hands into his back. He let out a tirade of the dirtiest things I had ever heard in my life before his entire body lurched and he began to hammer into me. When he was done he collapsed, his face in my neck and horn resting against my cheek.
"You okay?" he rumbled, breathing hard.
"Hmm," I turned my face and kissed the side of his head. He pushed himself up, and looked down between our bodies to watch as he pulled out of me. It was the strangest feeling. I looked at him and gasped. All around his hips, his groin and down his thighs were glistening and wet.
"I'm nothing compared to you," he grinned. "You're going to be leaking for hours."
He laughed at the face I made. I realized now that underneath my ass was damp. I moved to sit up and felt an ache flare up.
"No moving for you," Bull's smile was predatory. "Not many can take all of me. Even less take it all and get it as rough as you did. And on the first go."
"You're just that good," I joked. But not really. Because he was.
"When I watched your tiny little pussy lips stretch around my big cock I almost came." He was gently rubbing my clit now. My breath came out in stutters. "And then you just kept gobbling more and more of it up, taking me right down to the hilt." He kept up his slow pace, his eye never leaving my face. "I had to move you, take control or you were going to make me come."
"Sorry," I replied breathlessly. His dirty talk was doing a number on me. My breathing was quickening. He leaned forward to catch my lips. I grabbed his face, glad to have something to hold onto while he worked me over. "It just feels so good, you make me feel so full."
"You keep talking like that sweetness and I'm going to take you again," he growled, pinching my clit between his fingers. I gasped and felt it building.
"Don't stop. Oh god right there, like that," I moaned and he rolled my clit between his fingers. "I'm coming. Oh Bull," and it rolled over me. He slipped a finger inside and I clamped down on it as everything clenched. He kept gliding his thumb over me, dragging it out. I was exhausted when he was done, limp and boneless feeling. I closed my eyes and felt sleep calling to me, I fought it, trying to stay awake but he rumbled out,
"Go to sleep sweetness."
And I was out like a light.