Up and down she rode him, squeezing his cock with her inner muscles to give them both greater pleasure. Wulfric lifted his hips to surge up into her, matching the pace she set.
She felt her orgasm build. It wouldn’t take much to send her over the edge.
Moving on him faster, harder, Cydney pushed herself ever closer to completion. She sucked in a sharp breath, then let it out on a moan as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her with her climax.
Wulfric sat up, and with a loud groan, put his arms around her to hold her close.
He surged up into her, striving for his own orgasm. Just as he came, his cock swelled inside her, seeming to lock them together. He pressed his forehead to her chest as he shuddered.
Still breathing rapidly, Cydney stroked Wulfric’s back. It was then she noticed the black tattoo of two stylized wolves and a man in between them on the cap of his left shoulder. She was about to ask him about it when she felt another splash of cum hit her cervix. He was doing it again. It also caused an aftershock deep inside her pussy.
“Mmm, Wulfric,” she said, “I have to say I love this neat trick of yours.”
He kept his forehead against her chest. “What trick?”
She softly moaned when he did it again. “That. You just keep coming.”
“It doesn’t bother you?”
“God, no. It keeps you hard inside me.” She tried to move, but Wulfric pushed down on her hips, stopping her.
“Don’t,” he said on a gasp. “Just stay still.”
Considering his cock hadn’t shifted when she’d tried to move on him, Cydney did as he said. She wondered if the swelling was a byproduct of his ability to have back-
to-back orgasms.
After what seemed like a full minute, Wulfric lifted his head and looked at her.
He’d stopped coming and his cock had gone down enough for her to feel it have some give. “Are you all right?” he asked.
She nodded, feeling a little confused by the worried expression he wore. “Yeah.
Why wouldn’t I be? That was the best sex I ever had.”
One corner of his mouth lifted as he gave her a crooked grin. “So you liked it?”
“I’ll put it bluntly. If I hadn’t, you wouldn’t have gotten a second round out of me. I don’t know how you learned to come the way you do, and I really don’t care. All I do care about is it makes for some great sex.”
A look of relief washed over Wulfric’s face. “I have to say you’re making this a lot easier than I thought it would be.”
“I’ll take that as a good thing.”
“Definitely,” he said as he shifted her off his lap and onto the mattress. “So do you think you’ve tested out the bed enough?”
“For now.”
“Good. You still have to look at the en suite.”
Wulfric slid off the bed. He turned, scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bathroom. Once inside, they put the shower to good use, not leaving any hot water for anyone else in the house.
“So you were serious about giving me free rein to do whatever I want to your bedroom?” Cydney asked.
“Yes. Do you really think I can make the right choices? After all, I don’t mind the look of the room the way it is right now.”
They sat on Wulfric’s bed—dressed again—eating the Indian food he’d called to have delivered. Cydney put another bite of buttered chicken in her mouth and chewed as she gave the room another look over.
Once she swallowed, she said, “You’re right. You’d make it worse, not better.
When do you want me to get started?”
“Tomorrow.”
“Depending on how late it is when you drop me off at Maggie’s place tonight, I guess I can come up with something by then.”
Wulfric wiped his mouth with a paper napkin that had come with the take-out.
“I forgot to tell you, I have to work tonight. Actually, I work most nights. So I have to drop you off fairly early this evening.”
She eyed him. “You couldn’t have been working last night if you were at the nightclub.”
“I was. Remember how I told you I looked for someone? That’s part of my job.”
“And what exactly is your job?”
“I hunt down what you would call undesirables and make sure they get what they deserve.”
“What? You mean like a bounty hunter or something?”
Wulfric chuckled. “Or something. And Raed, Algar, Garrick, Dolf and Brand all do the same job I do.”
Even though she hadn’t met the other men except for Dolf, Cydney had a feeling she’d find the others were just as built as Wulfric and his best friend. If they were all bounty hunter types, they would have to be to chase down bad guys.
“Are there really that many undesirables in Norwich that all of you need to be out there?” she asked.
“You’d be surprised,” Wulfric said. “Let me put it to you this way, we never seem to run out of prey to hunt.”
Now he sounded like a big game hunter. “I’ll take your word for it. Since you will be dropping me off early, I should be able to come up with a design plan to show you tomorrow.”
“Good. I’ll pick you up in the late morning and you can start working your magic on the room.”
Cydney shook her head. “You have a lot of trust in me, considering you’ve never seen any of my work before. For all you know I could be into the real far off, eclectic styles.”
Wulfric leaned across the bed and gave her a hard kiss before sitting back down.
“Like I said, design it as if you were doing it for your own self. Pretend you have decided to move in with me. Think of how you would like it if you had to live in this room day after day.”
“All right,” she slowly said. “That’s a different approach to doing a room design, picturing it as a place I’m going to live in. But I’ll go for it.”
“I can’t wait to see what you come up with.”
Right then, the sound of a baby’s cries could be heard through the closed bedroom door. Wulfric put aside his plate and slid off the bed. Cydney watched him open the door and step out into the hallway. He reappeared a few seconds later with Petra in his arms. Something about seeing him handle such a small infant had her insides fluttering in a good way. The way he cradled the baby against his chest while he smiled at her, Cydney knew Wulfric would be a good dad someday. Nothing like her own who didn’t really care if she lived or died.
Wulfric lifted his head and looked at her. “Would you like to hold her?”
“Ah, I don’t know,” she said hesitantly.
“Not into babies?”
She shook her head. “No, it’s not that. I just haven’t been around any. I’m an only child and I really don’t have many relatives I’m close with.”
Petra grunted in Wulfric’s arms, causing him to sit cross-legged on the bed. He shifted the baby, so she sat up on his thigh and he supported her chin on one of his hands while he used the other to tap her back.
“So your parents didn’t have any other kids?” he asked.
“No. My mom passed away when I was fourteen. And my dad never remarried.”
“Sorry to hear about your mother. Are you close with your father?”
She snorted. “Not really. The only close relationship I have with him is with his money. Other than that, he isn’t there for me. My dad would never be what you would call a nurturer, by any means, and it only got worse after Mom died. I think he gives me whatever I ask just to get rid of me. I’ve been left to my own devices since I was fourteen.”
Wulfric met her gaze and something lurked in his eyes she wasn’t sure she wanted to see. “I’m here now. You don’t have to feel as if you’re alone.”
Petra’s loud burp broke the moment that had descended over them, which Cydney was thankful for. They both laughed.