He was magnificent.She could see his strength, his power in the lines of his muscles, which were trim and defined, running along every inch of his body.He was all male, broad and sexy with just enough of an unpredictable edge that made her ache.
And his cock…it was just as massive as she’d originally guessed.It jutted up, proudly, from between his thighs and she could see it pulse with his arousal, up and down, up and down.
The head was engorged with blood and the very tip was shiny with an iridescent, shimmering fluid.Pre-cum? She wondered, her mouth watering, wondering what he would taste like.
But the most surprising thing was that his cock, both the top and bottom, was lined withridges.Hard knobs that ran from his base to just underneath the smooth head.
Cecelia squirmed in place, rethinking her words that they wouldn’t have sex that night.Because she wanted to feel that glorious cock inside her.She wanted to feel those ridges rubbing against her sensitive, clenching walls.
No wonder Kate stayed on Luxiria, she couldn’t help but think in shock.
Cecelia was surprised by how turned on she was.Never in her life had she felt this kind of sharp arousal, the kind of arousal where if she didn’t do anything about it, she thought she might spiral.Sex with her past boyfriends had been ordinary.She’d never orgasmed with any of them, but right then, she felt like she was on the edge of cumming just with Rixavoxlookingat her.
He let her look her fill but then he growled with impatience and lifted her up in his arms before she could say a single word.He carried them to the edge of the pool, his steps hurried, and then, with a grace she would never possess, he gently lowered them inside theRillirax.
That same feeling whenever she went into the sacred pool, that feeling of lightness, of strength, of unknown power…well, she felt it right then.But it felt changed that time, morphed into something more.That power felt erotic, that lightness settled around her like a touch, and that strength…it settled deep inside her until it made her feel whole again.
Rixavox was tall enough that he reached the bottom of the pool and Cecelia wrapped her legs around his middle tightly, making him groan.They were face-to-face, equal, with the water lapping at their shoulders and he eyed her with those deep blue eyes as he settled his hands just below her ass.
Pressed into him like this, as the water of theRilliraxsurrounded them, she’d never felt closer to another being in her entire life.It was indescribable.
“Do you feel that?” she murmured, her entire body tingling with awareness.
“Tev,” he rasped.“Always with you.”
Once again, she felt that nagging at the back of her mind, like there was another meaning to his words than just what he wanted her to believe in that moment.Now, however, that knowledge didn’t scare her.It didn’t frighten her.She felt stronger from it.
In response, her gaze flickered to his lips and she leaned forward slowly, needing to feel them against her own.
Rixavox purred when she kissed him.Her eyelids fluttered shut as she moved her parted lips against his.She’d been right.His lips were as soft as velvet.
Her spine tingled as he kissed her back, softly at first, before growing in intensity.One of his hands ran up from her ass to the back of her neck, angling her head in a way she found extremely sexy.And when their tongues met, she gasped.His tongue wasridged, just like his cock.
Cecelia sighed and moaned into his kiss, squirming against his body, the throbbing in her clit becoming unbearable.
“R-Rixavox,” she breathed when they broke away for a brief moment.His eyes were so dark they were almost black as he watched her.
“Please,” she whispered.“Please.”
He shifted them until his back was against the edge.
“Tell me what you need,luxiva.What you want,” he ordered.
She groaned in frustration.She knew what she needed.She needed to feel that cock inside her, needed to feel whole and young and desired and loved.
But they couldn’t, Rixavox had told her that.And even though it pained her, she would respect whatever vow he’d made to Privanax.
At least for now.
“Touch me,” she said instead.
“Where?”
“Everywhere,” she murmured before leaning forward to capture his lips again.She felt in control, one of the very few moments in her life where she’d felt in control of anything.She liked it.She was used to other people telling her what to do, where to go, where to be.She realized, up until that very moment, that she’d taken a passive role in her own life.It had started with her dad, letting him slowly back away from her life, not demanding that he stay.It had continued with her cancer, when some days she didn’t feel like getting out of bed to get her next treatment of chemo.Some days, she had just wanted to die in her bed, quietly, silently, alone.
The back of her throat burned and she found herself torn between anger, sadness, lust, and excitement, as confusing as it was exhilarating.For once, she wanted to do something thatshewanted.
Cecelia kissed him harder, pressing her breasts into his chest, feeling his nipple piercings against her.
