Her moans are falling from her lips one after another, like the most intoxicating rhapsody ever created.
“I’m yours!” she wails, chasing her denied release. “How could there ever be anyone else? You’re my endgame,” she cries in sexual frustration.
“My good little umbra.”
I start fucking her harder, faster, reaching that deep spot within her that has her seeing stars in no time. She unravels, completely lost in her own rapture, as I pull out and flip her on her backside before entering her again.
Aimee
I gasp at the fullness of him, my skin still tingling from my devastating release. He is all that I see, all that I breathe and feel, as he pounds inside me in a steady rhythm, turning my insides into fucking liquid. I grip his shoulders as the shadows release me, my nails leaving half-moons in his muscled back. He’s peppering kisses to my chest and breasts, licking each nippleslowly, before his darkened gaze hones in on the fluttering pulse at my neck.
“I’m going to bite you, umbra. I’m going to drink from the sweet poison that you are to me, and let it coat my insides in its inebriating, venomous hold.” He is scorching me with his words, just as much as he is destroying me with his cock.
I nod vigorously, and he pounces, like a predator finally allowing himself to go all in for the kill. I feel the sting of his fangs before they puncture and sink deep into my pulse point. The blinding pain vanishes before my brain can even fully register it, and only absolute euphoria is left behind. Liquid ecstasy is running through my system, and I feel lightheaded and impossibly turned on, all at the same time.
Wave after wave of pleasure washes over me as he moans gutturally and drives into me at blinding speed. We’re both completely unhinged, lost in the moment, fusing into one another in an ancient, primordial way.
Deep within the confines of my very soul, a darkness breaks free. I feel it unfurling gradually, like a mighty beast that’s been awakened after eons of slumber. It flows steadily in my bloodstream, and for the first time, I feel something I never thought I would ever feel.
I feel powerful.
All at once, the feeling vanishes just as surreptitiously as it had enveloped me, replaced by the most ferocious detonation of nirvana. My spirit shatters and scatters into the four winds, only to meld back together with such a force that it knocks the air out of my lungs. I’m crying, laughing and screaming in pure, unadulterated jubilation, as Killian’s hips buckle wildly, before his muscles tense up and he follows me into seventh heaven.
His body jerks once, twice before he removes his fangs from my neck, licking the small wounds with his otherworldly tongue, closing the holes.
“Magical,” he murmurs reverently as he rests his forehead in the crook of my neck, breathing raggedly. I cling to his formidable masculine frame, feeling him still pulse deep inside me.
I never want to leave this bed, never want to be anywhere else than in his dark embrace. That’s why when he sighs and begs in an imploring tone, “Please stay, umbra. Stay with me here, where you belong,” I have no fight left in me to deny him. My entire body feels liquefied, so I’m not sure I would’ve been able to move, even if I wanted to.
He releases a relieved breath and kisses me lovingly, our lips touching in the sweetest, adoring way. It’s nothing like our usual fiery clashes. He is taking his time to map out my mouth with his own, committing every little detail to memory. His touch is a silent plea, a devoted worship and a decadent reverie. I tremble in his arms, bone-weary and satiated to the brim.
He breaks the kiss reluctantly, and I lose myself in the onyx depths of his eyes, regarding me with so much faithfulness as if I’m Akaori herself.
“You are my end and my beginning, Aimee. The first thought that enters my mind upon waking up. You’re in the last conscious breath I take before falling asleep.”
He kisses my jaw tenderly, as his shadows roam around us like a crimson aura of serendipity.
“I may have existed for a thousand years before your time, little umbra, but I have only really started living since the Akaori blessed moment that I first laid my eyes upon you.”
He places another gentle kiss on my cheek, tracing my dried-up tears with his soft lips, licking the salty remnants away.
“That millennia before? It was just a dull, fatuous, starless night without a sunrise in sight. My punishment for Akaori knows what crimes I must have committed in my previous lives.”
He grasps my face in his palms with such delicate finesse, as if I’m the most precious treasure in all his kingdom.
“You are my redemption, Aimee. My saving grace. My Queen. My Goddess forged by starlight and sunlight combined at the hands of Fate itself. My sole purpose for existing.”
He nudges my nose with his own, pecking my eyelids, the arch of my brows, the space between my eyebrows.
“You’re in every breath that I take into these cursed lungs, in every touch that lingers, and every beat of my un-dead heart that should have stopped beating lifetimes ago. Not even death will do us part.”
His voice takes on an eerie tone, like a slight feminine lilt that is not usually there.
“I have loved you since the dawn of time, and I will continue loving you, even as the world crumbles into utter decay, burning up and turning into celestial ashes.”
His voice turns back to normal, and I try to shake the orgasmic haze from my brain. I must have imagined that strange inflection.
“Killian!” His name comes out as a breathy plea uttered to the heavens. My heart feels so full it’s about to burst open from my chest and lay its beating form at his feet. I didn’t even realize when I started crying, fresh waves of tears coating my skin. I claim his beautiful lips with my own, pouring into our kiss all the emotion I can’t find the strength to put into words.
