Glittering Gold | ONC 2024

Chapter 11: All That Glitters is Not Gold

CONTENT WARNING

This chapter contains mature sexual themes and profanity that may not be suitable for a very young audience.

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Danilo woke to Dulnuan's movement. The warmth of her back pressed against his belly. "Are you awake?" he asked, tightening his hold around her stomach.

"Yes," she whispered.

Images of their sensual activity were fresh in his mind. The way she swayed while she straddled him. The way she hungrily groped at his chest. The way she dug her nails, scratching his shoulders. The way she contracted against him at the height of her pleasure.

He opened his eyes to see that the light outside the window was dim, like dusk, as if time hadn't moved. "How long have I been asleep?" he asked.

"Only a few hours," she murmured. "You were tired."

He chuckled. "Yeah, I was. But I'm not anymore." His fingers traced her belly and found the curve of the bottom of her breast. Delicate skin. Taking her peak between his fingers, he found it was soft, but a slight tug made it hard. "That's more like it," he murmured against the back of her neck. "I'm ready for round two."

"But the witching hour is nearing." Dulnuan turned, looking over her shoulder.

Damn, she was gorgeous with her thin-almond eyes and the sweet bow of her lips. Danilo leaned forward to kiss her, taking her mouth before she could say more while squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple. "What about the witching hour?" he asked, pulling her back as she gasped.

She swallowed. "I--" She let out a breath before continuing. "I need to find my body."

"Oh," Danilo remembered. "Right. Well, how much time do we have left because I really want to fuck you again?"

"Not much."

"Just a quick one, then." He kissed her neck. His hand trailed from her chest to the warmth between her legs. When he touched her seam, she was wet, making him grin against her skin. "You want this, too, don't you?"

She nodded with a sigh. "But I can't miss the chance."

"Don't worry. We'll be quick." He inserted a finger, and she moaned. He stifled it with his mouth, wanting to consume her breath. "I want to make love to you again," he said against her lips as he pressed his hardness on her ass.

She responded by grinding against him. "Alright," she agreed.

He pulled his finger out and raised her leg to open her wide, inserting his hard length in her.

"Uh!" She curled toward him, welcoming him inside. "Danilo."

He wanted this round to last long, but Dulnuan's plan was urgent. And he genuinely wanted to help her get her body back. Then, after, they would find the gold, and as promised, he could have it all.

He thrust himself into her, quickening his pace. His finger found the nut at the tip of her flower, playing it with swirling strokes and making her shudder and moan.

"Danilo," she called his name louder, and the sweet sound of her voice made him reach his nirvana.

"Fuck! Dulnuan!" He thrust faster. Faster. Harder and harder, emptying himself into her.

When he was done, he laid on his back, heaving. "You taste so fucking good."

Dulnuan stood up from the bed and picked up her clothes. "Thank you," she said as she put them on--her shawl over her head and her tapis wrapped around her hips. Her movements were delicate and practiced.