“Slowly,” March whispered, his hands on my hips tosteady me because I was shaking still from the pleasure and the pain, my body still getting used to the sensations.
I breathed out and sat a little lower, felt the thickness of him against my walls clearly, and my pussy clenched on instinct. March closed his eyes and his head fell back like I’d just assaulted him, digging his fingers into my hips like he was trying to bruise me.
As I took him in deeper and deeper, I only felt a light throbbing in my center, until I sat on him all the way.
My eyes were closed. My fingernails dug into the skin of his stomach as I held myself upright. I took a second to just feel him, adjust to the size of him, accept him into my body.
It was the perfect moment.
The sky outside the windows had lightened up just a little bit, and the room was as dark and as illuminated as it needed to be, and March lay there in my bed, his skin glistening with sweat.
I wasfree. For a little while, I was free of any second that had ever claimed me, of the past and the future. Of the world.
Then March began to move me, slowly at first.
Little by little, my muscles began to unclench, and he came even deeper inside me somehow, and he slid so smoothly against my walls.
I kept expecting pain that first minute, kept trying to foresee when it would shoot up my body, but it didn’t come. In fact, the more I moved, and more my muscles relaxed, the better he felt. The more hebelongedright there inside me.
It didn’t take long for our movements to become faster, more desperate, almostviolent.I jumped on his cock, sometimes up and down and sometimes forward and back, as March touched every inch of me he could reach, cupped my breasts and wrapped his hand around my neck as he thrust into me from below.
Then he sat up again, arms locked around my torso, pulling me onto him harder. My legs wrapped around him, ankles locked behind his hips, and my arms were tight around his neck as he moved me, faster by the second.
The friction, the feel of his body pressed to mine, the moans that filled my ears—it was all in perfect sync. When I came, I felt like every cell of my body dissolved completely. I was light as air, soft as a cloud, and I was rising and falling at the same time, reaching new heights and new depths as March called my name, continued to pull me down on his cock. He didn’t last much longer, either, held onto me with all his strength as the pleasure took over him with the same intensity.
When he came down, he fell on the bed together with me, never loosening his grip around me for a second. We were both breathing heavily, both slick with sweat, our hearts beating as one. We held onto each other with all our remaining strength as the aftermath of the orgasm slowly faded away.
Thiswas now the best night of my life, but I had a sneaky suspicion that the next time I was with March,thatwould become the new best night of my life, too.
Ifwe ever were together again.
Iflife continued beyond the Labyrinth the way he said it would.
For a second there, two lives flashed before my eyes in an instant—one that found me all alone in the Court of Spades, and one that found me among thousands of people, Clockfolk and Timekeeper alike, in the heart of Neverwhen, hand in hand with March.
Would I have the courage to eventhinkabout actually moving away from my court for real? Leaving my home—my parents—my friends—Jinx’s memories behind?
The answer was so clear it scared me. So sudden.
Iwould.
“That was the best night of my life,” March whispered in my ear, only I didn’t have the nerve to even say,same.“Yet,”he added, and I just knew the same thoughts ran through his head. Identical to mine.
There really was no need for words, so I raised my head a little and kissed his lips, melted on him all over again.
March was smiling like he’d never done before, eyes closed, face relaxed.
He looked…happy.Purely happy.
“We’re going to be okay,” he told me, like he knew the battles that were just beginning to rage in my mind now that the high had let me down.
I smiled, too, kissed his chin and his nose. “How do you even know?”
“Because you’re in my head, Ora Reese. I see you there every time I close my eyes, sitting by that lake, breathing. Existing.” A grin. “In my wildest fantasies, I like to imagine you’re waitingfor me—but regardless.” He kissed my lips long and hard. “As long as you’re in my head and I’m in yours, we can never lose each other. We’re going to be just fine.”
Maybe I was a fool, or far too naive for this place, but I believed him.
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