He lets out a quiet laugh. “Eissa always told me change comes from within. I thought he was speaking about me. But perhaps he was talking about something bigger.”
It sparks something in me, but I’m too afraid to speak it aloud now. “Look, I can do this, okay? I’m a good actor when I want to be. I can be your pet because I know we have this.” I press both my hands to his chest, feeling his hearts thundering beneath me. “I know that you—you care about me.”
He presses his palms over the backs of my hands. “I love you.”
My entire body jolts, almost violently. I’m at a loss for words for a moment before asking, “You…do you know what that means?”
“I do. It was once part of our nature. They’ve attempted to breed it out of us, but it is still there. And as said before, as much as you are mine, my Everest, I am yours. And that is love.”
I close my eyes against a rush of feeling, then surge in and kiss him, frantic and deep. “I love you, too.”
He hums deep in the back of his throat, a melodic trill that wraps around me, filling me with an emotion that must be all Vyastil because it’s certainly not human. But I don’t want it to stop.
I pull back with a gasp, just far enough to speak. “I need you. We can talk about the logistics of what comes next, but right now I need to feel you inside me. Will you?”
He presses me tight against him and first answers me with a kiss, and then, with a single whispered word, “Yes.”
I find the herb beside his table and let it dissolve on my tongue, all while stripping out of my clothes, baring myself to him.
His eyes take me in, a slow caress to my skin. I feel that tingle under my ribs, burrowing deep into my heart. It flutters as my body erupts in pleasure. I feel my cock stiffening, my hole opening up.
Rathyn must feel the shift in the room, his eyes narrowing. He prowls toward me, his claws shredding his clothes as he nears me. I’m short of breath at the sight of him, all muscle and trembling skin. His tail whips out, twisting around my thigh, pulling me closer, so close that our bodies touch.
He leans down, and my hands grab onto his ears, pulling him to me. So close that our noses touch. And then I kiss him, all tongue and teeth, feeling his strong mouth bruising mine. But I don’t ask him to stop. I want more. I want all of him.
I refuse to give him up.
Not after everything we’ve been through.
He picks me up, my ankles hooking behind his back, and walks me toward the bed, dropping me onto it.
He stares down at me, and his tail tugs me toward the edge of the bed.
He takes my cock into his mouth and pulls an orgasm from me.
I groan and thrash against the mattress, pulling the sheets from the corners as he sucks me dry. But it’s not enough.
I want more, and he doesn’t make me wait.
I see his cock emerge from his slit, thick and wet. It pulses, some of the fluid exiting the tip and dripping down his length.
My mouth waters as I spread my legs, exposing my open hole. “Rath. Fuck me.”
He hovers over me, his hands bracketing my head, and I feel the nudge of his cockhead against my rim. He hums low and soft as he enters me. Back arching off the bed, my mouth falls agape as every punch of his ribbed cock pushes through my barrier.
It’s so fucking hot.
He’s trembling, his eyes on me, intent. Resolved. “You are mine.”
“Yes,” I groan and then reach behind him and grab on to his ass, pulling him into me further. He moans, and I echo him, our voices tangling in the dimming light of the apartment.
And when he starts to move, I nearly pass out, the feel of him sliding in and out of me, my undoing. I come twice more. My cock is unruly and insistent, and Rath is grinding into me, his ears fluttering, his nostrils flared.
I see something in his rainbow eyes as I shudder and shake.
He said it was love, and I think he means it, as much as he can.
“Rathyn,” I say, and he groans.
