She’ll be the only goddess I ever worship.
Every part of her. Her body, heart, mind. Her…
“Give me your soul, Thayla Godrun. It’s mine and I want it. Now.”
“Take it!”
Her scream echoes around us and my release sears through me. Stars burst everywhere around the room.
Literally.
My Chaos rains down a sky full of shooting stars. They pelt the bed and her body blazes in glory like an angel falling from the Valories blessed gateway.
The gasp I suck in has my powers dissolving into nothing as her soul seals itself to mine.
My chest expands further than it ever has as I inhale my first breath of life.
Fuck. I did not see that coming.
That was the most magnificent sensation I’ve ever experienced.
I lift my head, and without a thought, run my tongue up the lone trail of a tear that slipped from her desire-glazed eyes. When I reach her chin, my lips make their way back to hers.
“Are you okay?” I ask as I tickle her nose with mine.
“Never been better. I’ve never felt so right in my life.”
I smirk at the soul-shattering smile she gives me.
“Not too bad for my first time, huh?”
“Oh please.” She chuckles, swatting at my chest, and I allow my grin to grow devious. Hers slowly fades as my words sink in. “Are you…was that…no.”
I hum and lean down so I can kiss her once more.
I’ll give her one more secret, one more truth before I have my wicked way with her until I can’t move.
“I swore to myself many, many years ago, I’d never have sex. Not after the things I’ve seen and done. Despite my many jokes and innuendos, the actual act of having sex with someone was repulsive to me. Until you, little burden.”
Her mouth parts and her swollen bottom lip trembles.
“None of that. I’ve got a lot catching up to do.”
My hips shift and one of her hands cups my neck, while the other rests against my heart.
“Just me?”
“Forever just you.”
Thayla
13
He may call me an angel, but he looks like the Valories dropped him straight from the stars when he’s sleeping.
My fingers brush the ring of curls from Riven’s forehead, revealing every perfect feature of his. Half of his face is still shadowed while the other is bathing in the morning light that’s shining through my window.
Forever spilt in two.
