“Yes,” Arze hissed, his seductive slams into me still persisting. “Come for me.”
The proverbial dam broke, my yelps of bliss increasing in guttural feeling as well as in volume, being tossed around the room as I started to relish in the awareness of finally becomingundone. My stomach caught my release, puddles of cum decorating my skin, mixing with the sweat of our bodies rutting together. The look of delightful torture twisted Arze’s face while I rode out my orgasm.
“Fuck, I’m coming!”
Our groans crescendoed together as he came, filling me up with his sizable load. Closing my eyes in glee, I felt the warmth of his efforts as he slammed into me in slower thrusts of increased strength. The action of him filling me up and thrusting into me caused more cum to leak out of me, an aftershock of arousal making me suck in my bottom lip and bite it with a sense of utter completion.
Arze’s hips stopped, his dick ending its twitching inside me, flush against my ass with his pelvis yet again. He stared down at me, his orange eyes wild with a sense of paradise.
“Krueger,” He began, but he just leaned down, until our faces were mere inches from each other. “You are incredible.”
His lips covered mine, and we were kissing again. I would have told him that I felt the exact same way about him, but I had all the time in the world to prove that to him. At least, that’s what I decided to tell myself in that moment while our tongues connected and passed over each other with determined passion. I wasn’t going to let the fact that I was leaving town in a mere couple of days ruin the moment we’d just shared.
Everything was us, and we were everything. I wanted to live in the delusion that that was never going to change, or the fact that I wished on every single star currently hovering above us in the sky that there was some other resolution to what we’d been able to find in each other. Even as he let his body fall on top of mine, not caring that my cum was sticking to both of us, the truth started to eat at me like a parasitic son of a bitch that I couldn’t get rid of.
I didn’t want to leave Phoebe.
I didn’t want to leavehim.
Chapter 25
Movementfrom the other side of the bed rustled me from my slumber. As my eyes lifted, Arze’s naked form, hidden by the annoying shield of my bedsheets, came into view and the memory of last night started playing back to me at hyper speed. A grin glazed my early morning facade, and his eyes were already trained on me affectionately, watching me wake like I was the only thing that mattered to him in the world.
“Good morning.” He beamed, scooting closer to me so that he could allow his finger to run down the length of my side from my current position, facing him and wishing to have this view every single morning for the foreseeable future.
“Morning,” I matched his grin, letting my eyes close again to savor the minuscule touch from him as his finger went up and down my side in a lazy patterned display of tenderness. “How did you sleep?”
“Wonderfully.” His finger continued to lace a pattern down my side. “How about you?”
“Pretty good, considering you snore.”
Arze’s cheeks flared a darker purple, horror flashing in his eyes. “I do not!”
“Oh, you do.” I chuckled, crawling closer to him to force Arze to lay back so I could lay on his chest. A scoff fell between his lips as I draped an arm across his chest, my head finding comfort on the remaining side of his chest. “But it’s okay, it was cute and not enough to keep me up.”
A slap was awarded to my ass cheek, his playful scolding evident. I couldn’t contain my laughter, turning to hysterics as he tried shoving me off of him. Soon, we were tangled in the sheets together, wrestling and attempting to get the other off of us. It was the kind of act that you’d see play out in a movie and the fact that it was happening to me only made my heart soar even closer to Arze’s sun, pulled into his orbit with no chance of leaving.
We calmed down, settling into a storm of kisses to dissolve our laughter, the bed in complete disarray. I never wanted our moment together to end, and yet, I knew that we would eventually have to leave my bedroom. Maybe before we did, we could learn a little more about each other. Because learning more about Arze was going to make leaving Phoebe easier, right?
As far as I was concerned, I wasn’t in Phoebe, I was in denial.
We were sitting up in bed, turned toward one another, still kissing. It was fascinating to me how we could be kissing but still be even-keel and not letting it turn into a pit of passion. Not that I couldn’t have gone for another round, but I had to assume that my sister was back at this point, and I didn’t want her to hear us having mind-blowing sex through the poorly insulated walls of the RV.
I pulled away from the kiss, needing a mental distraction before I succumbed to his whims and tried to initiate round two. He wore a look of faux annoyance, a smirk lingering there to meet me.
“So, how long have you lived in Phoebe?” Because surrounding myself with the story of how Arze came to be inPhoebe would definitely distract me from the fact that I was bound to leave it soon. If I convinced myself that it was the truth, I’d start believing it. I could only hope, anyway.
Arze’s eyebrows planted, looking very inquisitive. “Not as long as you might think. I’ve been here a little over a year.”
“Really?” I would have guessed that he’d been here at least a handful of years. I got the impression that he wasn’t a native to the town, but he seemed more accumulated than his one year being here would have suggested. “I figured you’d been here a couple years.”
He shook his head in dismissal of my assumption. “I came to town and immediately started looking for work. I’d long heard rumors that Phoebe was a safe haven for stellymn, ausserknoch, and tythwig, because of the town’s pension for Halloween and all things that would have been shunned elsewhere.”
That made sense. I’d already heard as such about Phoebe being safe for the more abrasive looking Orbs, so of course word would travel for them as much as it would for the humans looking to experience a place that embraced horror and things adjacent to it.
“Where are you from originally?”
“Everywhere and nowhere.” A sourness framed his face, and it seemed that he held a lot of pain related to the past. But he kept it under wraps to answer the question. “I never knew my parents and I was told they both died shortly after I was born. And being an only child, I didn’t have any other family. I had a community of tythwig that taught me all about our ways and customs. I believe it was somewhere in Ohio, but I left the first chance I got, trying to find where I belonged.”
