Rune by H.D. March Page A

mind.
    “Do you want to know where we are?” He didn’t pause from his stride.
    “Yes, sir.” Shit, she’d got that right.
    “Very good, you’re learning. My club backs onto the mountain; this path goes beneath it to my rock pool, one I visit a lot.”
    When they entered the huge cave, she stared around in awe. The image of a paddling pool swept aside. A huge mass of water lay before her. The dark walls lit with an array of lights, the golden sparks danced across the water. She glanced up and stared at the yawning cavern in utter disbelief. It was beautiful, raw, sharp, and primal. The whole place gave her a shudder. One of lust.
    Rune stopped at the edge. The water rippled and swirled as if it were an ocean tide that tipped in. “Can you swim?”
    “Yes.” Her gaze trawled over his naked body. She couldn’t believe she was so comfortable around him with no clothes in sight.
    “Good, join me.” He dove in, his body arced and plunged beneath the surface.
    For a moment, she hesitated, then followed him. Expecting a freezing chill, she was pleasantly surprised at the warm heat that greeted her.
    Cutting through the water, she reached him, then flicked a splash of water over his face. The shock that registered on his features made her giggle. Obviously, she was overstepping the mark. And with a burst of laughter, she turned and swam from him. Her slim arms knifing into the depths, her long legs kicked hard, propelling her away.
    “Jessalyn,” roared Rune, coming after her.
    With ease, he caught up with her and she continued to splutter and laugh, his arm wrapped around her, dragging her body to his. Jess liked this fun side of Rune; the Dom in the bedroom was harsh and cold.
    “So, you like to play games, do you, little one?” Bending his head, he instinctively sucked on her lips, his hands roped around her waist and his attention centred on her tits.
    She rolled into his body, his skin slicked against hers, hot and wet. They slid up and down, the friction, the burn, the sexual tension heightened. A shiver scrambled beneath her skin, her stomach muscles tightened, and her fanny called. “Am I allowed to say how much I want you?”
    Jess couldn’t believe the cheek, how she was coming across as a first class tart of a woman. But reasoned as she was paying for his body, for the experience, then she had a right to.
    Plus, she’d already lost a night, thanks to the disastrous evening before. At least that visit had killed any yearning for fast food. Then wished she hadn’t thought of that expression.
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    Rune gave a glimmer of a grin. “I’ll let that one go.” He leaned against her, pushing her body against the back of the rock face. It was smooth and hard against her spine. His heavy erection slid between her thighs, rubbing against them with a slow, feral intensity. “I don’t have a condom.” His breath filtered out sharp and shaky. He pulled back.
    “So?” Jess curled into him; she wanted his cock in her, and the size of it pressed against her stomach branded into her skin. Christ, she didn’t think anything could beat The General, until now. Her fingers clutched at his tawny hair, and her lips sucked across his throat.
    “Are you clean?” His mouth nipped down on her hers, his hand searched out her lush tits, clasping the one, and he rolled her nipple between his fingertips.
    “Pardon?” She drew back in shock. What the hell?
    “How many sexual partners have you had and what precautions have you taken?” His mouth continued its assault. “I need to know.”
    “Apart from you?” She tilted her head and wondered why he’d asked that question. But guessed he was about to have one hell of a surprise, that’s if he believed her. “None.”
    Rune stopped, frozen at her words. “What the hell are you saying?” He reared back, spearing her with his dark golden gaze. It snapped with fury.
    “That I’m kind of a virgin?” She kept her attention homed in on him.
    “What the fuck are you