A single touch elicited a moan from her. She endeavoured to synchronise her movements while experiencing her own arousal and stimulating herself. She had only recently uncovered the essence of genuine desire, yet this sensation was overwhelming her.
Suddenly, Jayce removed her mouth from him and extricated her hand from her pants. Molly gasped as he drew her closer, observing her glistening fingers while tightening his grip on her wrist. Molly suppressed her embarrassment just before he took her fingers into his mouth and licked her moisture from them.
Molly gasped as he brought her to the ground, lowering his trousers to his ankles before doing the same to her. With his large hand, he spread her legs and, without warning, thrust himself inside her.
However, it elicited a scream from her. He penetrated deeply into her moisture and swiftly engaged in mutual pleasure. Molly reclined her head against the frigid floor, convinced that their body heat could thaw the surrounding snow for miles.
“Damn it,” Jayce groaned. He grasped her hips and propelled her in sync with his rapid rhythm. Molly manoeuvred them closer to him and claimed she briefly perceived stars.
Jayce bent down to bite her neck with sufficient force to elicit a gasp. He traced his tongue along her skin and met her lips with an intensity that rendered her dizzy and enraptured.
Their tongues engaged in a familiar struggle that she wished would never conclude. She desired to be enveloped by his assertive kiss and his unyielding movements within her.
She desired his untamed, disordered nature. She sought for him to reveal his authentic self without reservation. She longed for the aspect of him rooted in fury and past grievances.
She felt warmth accumulate in her stomach, and her breaths grew frantic. Jayce tensed under her touch, and she began to comprehend the signals his body emitted when he neared his own climax. While it was challenging to uncover her own, his body revealed all its secrets to her.
Molly grasped one of his hands and guided it beneath her shirt to caress her sensitive b****t. The heightened sensitivity was palpable. As soon as his hand applied pressure to her chest, she realised he was on the verge of climaxing.
Jayce!Molly moaned and arched her back. His warm fingers pinched her n****e as his hips thrust forward; she was eager to synchronise with his rhythm, but he was too rapid for her.
“Damn.” Jayce groaned in her ear. Her lips parted as she clung tightly to his body. She experienced her climax, causing her entire body to tremble from the intensity.
Jayce maintained his pace without hesitation. He intensified his hold on her hips, driven by an urgent need for his own climax, which she recognised was imminent. She slightly parted her legs, and he forcefully thrust into her, making her believe she was on the verge of another release.
She experienced a second o****m, causing her body to tremble and convulse; her scream was so loud it could awaken the dead, leaving no time for embarrassment.
Moments later, she sensed his release culminate within her. He collapsed atop her as his movements diminished.
He remained in that position for some time, with a portion of him still within her. Molly embraced him, drawing his body near as she caressed his hair with her fingers.
“I am prepared to confront death now,” he murmured against her hair before he ultimately withdrew from her.
Only after their garments were properly adjusted and she was positioned on his chest did she finally react.
“I also.”
The following morning, all the guards were already awake and prepared by the time Molly emerged from the small cave. At some point during the morning, Jayce must have departed to join them without rousing her. She awoke shivering in his coat, regretting his absence. Molly swiftly suppressed those emotions as she stepped into the daylight.
Colton appeared remarkably refreshed when she encountered him. It seemed that someone had provided him with spare clothing, as he bore no signs of recent events. Upon seeing her, a broad grin spread across his face.
“There she is.” “I nearly had to dispatch your irritable prince to extricate you from there,” he remarked.
Molly snorted and folded her arms. She scanned the small crowd and observed Jayce engaged in conversation with Beckham, his head bowed.
What is your current emotional state, Colton?Molly enquired as she redirected her focus to him. He regarded her with a subtle smirk that played upon his lips. It was difficult to fathom that she had perceived him as being on the brink of death the previous night.
Superior to previous standards. We are preparing to return to my camp, and I hope this situation will conclude shortly, allowing me to dissociate from him permanently.
“Did you both engage in a conflict or something similar?”Molly enquired while tightening Jayce’s coat around herself. It bore his scent, and she restrained herself from inhaling it.
No, he is merely exhibiting his customary charm. “I am uncertain how you tolerate his mood fluctuations, but I would advise fleeing at the earliest opportunity.” Colton winked and prodded her nose. Molly rolled her eyes and smiled.
How are you genuinely well? “I observe no evidence of an injury on you, and I could have sworn you appeared fatigued yesterday,” Molly remarked, arching her eyebrows.
It is unkind to comment on your friend’s appearance, Molly. Has no one ever informed you of that?Colton inclined his head.
“That is not what I requested, Colton.”
“A genuine leader never divulges his secrets,” Colton remarked with a wink, prompting Molly to roll her eyes. Naturally, he seized this moment to be both vexatious and enigmatic.
Footsteps crunched in the snow behind her. Molly turned to see Jayce advancing directly towards her, seemingly fixated solely on her. He halted mere inches away and shifted his gaze between her and Colton, who stood grinning broadly.
We are prepared to proceed. “Your camp is merely a few miles down the mountain; it should not require much time,” Jayce stated.
“Excellent, let us hope they have already arrived to avoid waiting for this ambush.” Colton clapped his hands and proceeded directly to one of the horses. Jayce placed his hand on her lower back and directed Molly towards their own. She had not previously observed that there were insufficient horses for everyone. Several guards would have to ride behind their companions. She was merely relieved that she did not have to manage her own tonight.
Jayce grasped her hips and effortlessly elevated her onto their horse. She was reluctant to acknowledge how such a simple act left her breathless, revealing his true strength, which could have made her succumb to him like butter.
