But sex… sex I need.I crave sex.
Whispering capricious whims into my lover’s ear.Yes.Searching the streets for him until, finally, he grabs me around the waist, forces me onto my hands and knees, and thrusts into me from behind, pounding me hard as I finger myself.Yes.Splitting my moist cleft over his face until he tongues me into submission.Oh yes, please.
Letting his wrist drop, I awake.
“Grrr.”The sound comes out as bubbles under the water, but Shadow understands.Kicking my legs, I allow myself to be weightless as I float.
I can see everything.The t-shirt with the mountain and the moon riding up his jacked torso.The ridges of muscle and veins delineating his body.His dirty blond hair waving like reeds in a stream.
And that tempting happy trail of dark hair disappearing under the dropped waistband.
I feel no shame as I tear off my clothes.They restrict me in ways I never understood before.
My fingers feel so strong as I wrestle with his belt.Pulling the jeans and tight briefs down, I wrap my legs around him.
We kiss, we hug, we swim together.I feel the bulging head of his cock pushing against my narrow passage.
Not yet, not yet.We have all the time in the world now.
Is it possible that he can hear my thoughts?An amused smile flickers across his mouth as he reads me like an open book.
I imagine Shadow and me, fucking each other with a hard, abandoned intensity.An intense orgasm mounts inside me, turning my clitoris into a halo of pulsing pleasure.Is this like dying?No, but this is paradise.
I demand for him to penetrate me.Underwater love.Like a mermaid, I see my red hair floating in the water’s inky depths.I no longer need clothes or air.All I need is Shadow.
Two becoming one, because we share the same blood.
Held in his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist, Shadow and I float.Suspended in liquid with our hair curling around our bodies like water serpents, we can be still for a while.
No urgent thrusting, no frantic banging and grunting.Our bodies are intertwined and in harmony with one another.
I no longer need to move to have my orgasm grow inside me.Nor do I need to touch myself to move it towards the peak.
An ocean wave rolling towards the shore—my orgasm crashes over me like an ecstatic froth of sea foam.
When Shadow thrusts himself into me and comes, only then do I know what being complete really means.
I feel delightfully lighthearted and peaceful.
We’re going into this with our eyes open.
He understands.
I’m sorry I didn’t ask your permission, darlin’.But living without you is not an option.
Are we living?Here we are underwater, swimming and making love as if I have been doing it all my life.For one moment, this feels crazy, but then my conviction reassures me.
Remember when we first met.You called me your little sacrificial lamb.So, why didn’t you just let me die?
Ah, sweetheart, you would have sacrificed yourself for me and the Riders.And that is how I know you were destined to be my queen.
That makes me feel shy.It’s nice to know that there is some of the original Luna still in me.
Aren’t I meant to be your old lady?
Pushing us upwards, Shadow propels us to the surface of the water.He is dreadful and gorgeous at the same time as the creek water drips off his face under the moonlight.
“Queen.Old lady.Who cares?”Pressing a hard kiss on my mouth, Shadow smiles.“But it’s definitely time for you to start calling yourself ‘Mrs.Luna Sylva’!”
