My hips jerked wildly with each spasm of my cock. The way she continued to purr delightfully sent shiver after shiver rolling down my spine and zaps of pleasure through me.
Dimly, I wondered if the sheer volume of cum I had just unleashed inside her was a personal record.
Gradually, the aftershocks settled until my body collapsed on top of her. I rested the side of my face against her chest. Strands of my dark hair completely obscured my vision. Didn’t care; I couldn’t see straight anyway.
Finally mine.
Chapter
Fourteen
The second my brain came back online from a state that I could only explain as an out-of-body experience, I was met with more thoughts than I could process at once.
Everything had happened so fucking fast. After experiencing a spike of adrenaline that stemmed from being startled awake, it had left me slightly disoriented once I realized I wasn’t in life-threatening danger.
Fuck. What had been wrong with me? Corbin broke enough boundaries to be worthy of a brief mention in a crime documentary. Invaded my home without invitation—my private safe haven. It was classic breaking and entering. Although, since I hadn’t budged from my current position where I lay beneath him, I couldn’t confirm that any breaking had occurred when he entered my home.
Then, he had stared me down while I was sleeping. Iwasn’t sure if that counted as stalking or just creepy, but it still fit my assessment of being documentary-worthy.
Things from there escalated quickly, far quicker than any other intimate encounter I’d had with previous guys. Hell, I’d only known Corbin for a day. Yet, despite the situation, something in me had tossed all caution into the wind.
However, there was no denying that we had this unexplainable connection. I couldn’t even call it a bond; it was something more than that. There was this piece of him that was my exhale of surrender, and in turn, I was his inhale of survival. Our bodies relied on each other to breathe.
My purrs eventually quieted, and my fingers stroked over the back of Corbin’s neck while we lay there in blissful silence. Neither of us rushed to break it.
After a particularly strong gust of wind that rattled my bedroom window, he finally spoke.
“Your heartbeat mirrors the rhythm of my wings beating when I take flight,” he murmured against my chest.
The words were poetic, but with an underlying conviction that made them seem like fact.
Lifting my head, I looked at him with uncertainty that I had heard him correctly. “Hm?” My brain was still fogged over from how he had wrung every drop of pleasure from my body.
His arms squeezed around my waist. The movementfelt almost childlike, like it was a means of reassuring himself that I hadn’t disappeared.
Not this time. Maybe not next time either, or the time after that.
He rolled off me onto his side and propped himself up on an elbow, his hair still astray in whichever direction it pleased.
Tenderly, Corbin reached out and pushed a few locks of hair behind my ear. His expression grew contemplative and serious.
“I will always keep your secret safe, Harlow. I hope you know that.”
Something in his golden eyes remained soft, bordering on adoration or maybe even loyalty in its rawest form.
I nodded, watching for every minute shift in his demeanor. Before he had managed to fuck me in ways that even had my inner kitty cat mewling, I had questioned his intentions. Had questioned what incentive he might have to protect my secret.
“Corbin, I appreciate that more than you know. Outside of my sister, nobody else knew before today,” I explained, needing him to know just how precious this piece of me was to keep guarded.
His lips quirked up into a smile, one that held the weight of an appreciation for discretion.
“I wanted to tell you earlier…” he began, but then trailed off with an unspoken ‘but’ hanging between us.
Giving him some time to gather his thoughts,I finally reached out and wrapped my hand around his forearm, lightly squeezing it.
Part of me wasn’t sure that I wanted to know what he hadn’t yet told me, worst-case scenarios flooding my head. The other, more naturally curious side of me was more than interested in this particular piece of the bigger puzzle that Corbin was.
He exhaled in preparation for whatever confession he was going to make. “I can shift. Just like you… just like Bale. I become a crow when I change my form.”
