Not that he complained. He seemed quite happy to be buried between my thighs, lapping at me as he brought me down, until I sagged completely against the wall. Before I could begin to move my legs off his shoulders, he looked up with a pleased smirk and maneuvered my legs from their current position to his waist, hiking me further up the wall.
His hands went to his belt, unbuckling it quickly, before undoing his pants and shifting them down until his cock finally sprang free. My mouth about watered, and I reached out a hand to wrap around the hard shaft, pumping it once from the bottom to the top of his weeping head.
“Linnea,” Azurill groaned, his head falling forward to rest against mine as I explored the delicious specimen before me. Enjoying the long descent each time I moved my hand, getting more excited by the second at the thought of it inside of me.
It had been way too long since I’d enjoyed a long, thick cock such as this, and Azurill promised to be a ride I’d enjoy for averylong time.
“I need you,now,” he growled, brushing my hand away as I smirked delightedly.
My breath hitched as he notched himself at my entrance, pushing in slowly as my cunt stretched around his girth. My hands found his shoulders, digging my nails in and bracing myself as he filled me completely, bottoming out after an endless eternity of a minute.
We both watched the tantalizing image of his cock being engulfed, but once he was in, our eyes met. The spark between us ignited into a flame, and our lips met in a crash that I felt reverberate through my bones…though that could have also been the thrust of his hips as he hammered his cock back into me.
I was deliciously full, my tongue dueling with Azurill’s as my limbs wrapped around him, and it was almost too much—this perfect moment I thought I could never have.
My hips thrust back against him, meeting his rhythm as he drove inside me with all the passion we’d had to hold back until now. When our lips parted to breathe, he instantly found my neck, leaving biting, sucking kisses that inflamed me and would surely leave marks tomorrow.
My hands clawed at his remaining clothing, throwing his vest to the floor before ripping his shirt straight down the middle and knocking it away. It provided me with a gorgeous view, his chiseled chest colored in the gems of every court. My hand found the pearl over his heart, making me swallow hard for a moment, before I distracted myself with the lines of his muscles instead, and I raked my nails down them. The hiss Azurill gave had a smirk rising on my lips.
“Fuck,” Azurill groaned into my skin, “Never felt anything this good before. You’re a dream I never thought I’d get, Linnea. A ghost that haunted me all my life, brought to life before my eyes in the form of the most perfect woman I could imagine. It feels like it can’t be real.”
“It’s real, Az,” I replied, my voice throaty and low from our exertions. “It’s more real than anything I’ve experienced in fifteen years. My life ended the day my house fell. I’ve felt nothing but grief and anger since that day…until you.” My voice caught, and he looked up to meet my eyes, slowing his thrusts slightly, the moment between us so intense, it felt like it could snap at any second. “I came here for vengeance, for an end to it all, but instead, you’ve made me feel like my life has begun again.”
I slid my hand up to cup his cheek, our hips meeting and grinding together, my mouth opening on a silent moan, before I was able to whisper the words. “You’re right, Iwasa ghost. But you’ve brought me back to life, Az.”
Azurill moaned desperately, grabbing my face and bringing me back for a kiss that left my toes curling. He thrust his hips up into me in a hard, frantic rhythm. We clutched and clawed and bit at each other as if we could crack each other open and reach what laid inside, but as I felt my orgasm approaching, I didn’t want it to end.
It was inevitable, however, and I let loose a bellowing scream as my orgasm exploded, my legs tightening around his hips as I bit down on his bottom lip. My walls clenched around Azurill’s cock, making his hips stutter before he followed right behind me, releasing deep into me with a tortured groan.
“In this life, Mini-Dite,” Azurill began, his teal eyes twinkling with promise, “I will ensure you have everything you were ever kept from. The rest of your long life will make your years outside court seem like a blip in comparison. I will give you everything you’ve been missing. I will ensure the rest of your life makes up for every year you lost.”
My breath hitched at his heated words, his eyes captivating me as if I was under a spell as he concluded, “I will give you a life that shines brighter than any diamond.”
I couldn’t begin to form words, grabbing his face and bringing him in for a hard kiss, hoping to make him as breathless as he made me.
We were panting, sweaty, and yet not nearly done, our eyes met with a knowing gleam, and before I knew it, I was bent over the sofa, with Azurill sliding back inside me. The connection between us drove us on, the sofa, the bed, the wall again. It never felt like enough.
But we were determined to keep going until our bodies could no longer take it.
Chapter forty-four
JacinthLinnea
Waking up in an unfamiliar bed was normal for me. I did it constantly before coming to court, so it shouldn’t have seemed strange at all.
And in many ways, it wasn’t. It wasn’t the bed at all, really. It was waking up in the arms of a man that my heart had somehow grown attached to, despite everything within me rebelling against it at first.
But now my head rested on his chest while my legs tangled with his. Yet more importantly, I was here asmyself.
“Good morning, Mini Dite.” Azurill’s low rumble made chills break out over my skin, only for his hand to sweep down my side, soothing them over.
I sighed contentedly. “Good morning, Veri.”
“We have today to plan before the last trial begins tomorrow,” he murmured into my hair, “Before I call my council in to discuss everything, however, I still owe you my own truth.”
In all the amazement of him acceptingmytruth, I’d forgotten that he had his own that needed to be brought to light.
“Before we call your council in, we should probably put on clothes.” I teased, just to hear his morning-rough laugh in return. I traced my fingers over his tattoo once again, something I did often last night, still marveling that the pink pearl rested directly over his heart.
