by J. E. Taylor
Instead, I broke his grip on my arms and yanked him back to my lips. I needed this as much as he did, and the pain of my injuries only heightened my desire to wipe out all conscious thought.
He whisked me off my feet, and I pointed towards my bedroom. He didn’t need to be told twice. In my room, our clothing came off in such a flurry, I thought we might have charged the air. The electrical current between the two of us reached the insanity level, bordering on combustion.
He pushed me back onto the bed and knelt on the floor, pulling me until my knees rested on his shoulders. Just the mere thought of his tongue inside me created a warmth through my entire form.
The frantic pace at which our clothing came off halted. He grinned as his tongue traced the inside of my thigh from my knee to my hip joint. He did the same with my other leg before kissing my stomach. Each time he avoided my pussy, my breath hitched.
He navigated my abdomen, up to my breasts, using his hands and mouth to tease me. He knew what I wanted, but he was hell bent on taking his time. I had no voice to protest. I was at his mercy, and what a sweet mercy it was.
He kissed me, rolling his tongue with mine in such a sweet ride that I sighed into it. Then he traveled back to where he started. With a sparkle in his deep brown eyes, he lowered his head and sucked my sensitive nub. His tongue started a dance that left me panting.
His fingers breached my core, sliding in and out with such a patient slowness, that if I’d had a voice, I would have screamed. When he finally pulled away, the emptiness caught my breath.
“Roll onto your knees,” he said in a commanding tone, one I couldn’t deny.
The minute my ass was in the air, he grabbed hold of my hips and slid inside me. His stroke was slow, so slow I thought I was going to lose my mind. The lack of being able to purr my satisfaction frustrated me, heightening every sensation.
His hand traveled from my waist to my clit, and his damn fingers started that slow roll, bringing me to the next level. I had a feeling I knew what was coming. When he slipped out and into my ass, I hissed air between my teeth.
He slowly pushed his entire length inside and then pulled me to his chest. His fingers kept playing with my clit, and his other hand rolled the hard nubs of my breasts between his thumb and forefinger, creating a delicious heat that nearly undid me.
“Cum for me, Kylee,” he whispered in my ear. His hips started their circular roll, creating such heat inside my core that if I’d had my siren voice, it would have been released without my permission.
This was too good to be true. Too pure to last, but I reached back and grabbed his hips, forcing him to move faster and harder. His fingers responded in kind, playing me like I was a prize concert fiddle.
When his hand moved from my breast to my throat, I tightened, but somehow it also heightened every sensation. He squeezed, narrowing my air channel, but not hard enough to close it.
This was decadent and exciting, and my body responded in a rush of wet heat.
“That’s it,” he groaned in my ear. “Oh, fuck, Kylee. Cum for me!”
His orgasm hit like a wave smashing into my G-spot, and I arched into another epic release. I came for him just like I had on the boat, but I had no sound in my open-mouthed scream of ecstasy.
He released my throat and pulled out of me, spinning me onto my back and burying his face in my wetness before I could draw a full breath. He lapped and toyed with me until I writhed with my hands holding fistfuls of his hair.
He made his way up my body to claim my mouth with his. In one motion, his cock filled me, pulling another wave of heat from me. In all my years of existence, no one made love to me the way he did. He was demanding and hard, and he knew exactly what buttons to press to push me over the edge.
I grabbed onto him and rode the magic until we were both too exhausted to move. He finally rolled off of me, and we both stared at the ceiling, our breaths heavy with exertion.
We slowly turned our heads to look at each other. I smiled first, and he followed with that grin that made my insides melt.
Why the hell did your wife leave you again? I signed.
“Honestly, Kylee, I don’t want to ruin this moment by talking about my ex. Okay?” His fingers threaded through mine, and he brought my hand to his lips. “Besides, I have never experienced anything like this before.”
I scrunched my eyebrows together and pulled my hand from his to sign, What do you mean?
“You. This intensity. It’s like it’s going to swallow us up and spit out burnt ash. I honestly didn’t think this kind of connection actually existed.”
I didn’t think it existed either.
“So in all the years you’ve been here...” He held my gaze.
I have never experienced this. It is beyond reason.
He arched his eyebrow and rolled onto his side, propping his head on his hand. His fingers traced my cheekbone and his lips pressed against mine. When he pulled away, he whispered, “Marry me.”
My mouth popped open, and I blinked at him as I shook my head. I did that once. No thanks.
“So have I, but I’ve never been surer of something in my life.”
I pressed my lips together. I don’t need a certificate to tell me how I feel. And I certainly don’t need a priest to dictate to me the rules of engagement.
His eyes followed my hands and he sighed, meeting my gaze. “Just think about it. I can’t go back to being just friends.”
I can’t go back to that either, but marriage isn’t the only option here. I knew this might be hard for his Roman Catholic mind to wrap around, but I just didn’t believe in the human concept of marriage. My heart would always be his, but his eternity and mine were very different.
His eyebrow cocked and a smile played on his lips. “Are you suggesting we live in sin?”
The way he whispered it and made his eyes grow wide drew a silent laugh from my chest. He broke out in a full grin when I shrugged.
He pulled me into his arms. “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for that thirty hours of sleep now.”
I pressed a soft kiss to his lips and snuggled, shifting so he spooned me.
His soft breath tickled my ear. “I love you, Kylee,” he whispered.
I wished like hell I could say those words back to him. All I could do was sign them, but it seemed woefully inadequate.
AS TIRED AS MY BODY was, my mind wouldn’t let me rest. I stared out the window wondering how someone could love something as dark and ancient as I was. Dusk turned to night, but sleep didn’t come. I lay in Alex’s arms while his snore filled the room.
I gave up on trying since my mind was constantly circling around the entire trip. The things I did wrong. The lives that were lost because I didn’t act sooner. They all haunted me as much as my own actions. The coldheartedness of killing my own kin just wouldn’t let go of my soul. I slipped out of Alex’s arms, dressed in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, and headed out to the shoreline of the mighty Pacific.
I dipped my toes in the water and took a seat on the damp sand. The sea called to me, wailing its sorrow for another mythos laid to rest. Warm tears burned my eyes and my throat as I searched for an excuse not to drown in the pain encompassing my heart.
I thought Alex would be enough to push away the hurt, but he had only kept it at bay for a little while. Now, it came with a vengeance.
I killed my own brother.
I murdered the boy I rocked to sleep when we were young.
I watched the light fade from his eyes and his form turn to crusted coral.
It was as if Neptune had my heart in his tightly closed fists. My chest hurt from the weight of what I had done. My head dropped onto my arms as the tears came. I made no noise, but the sobs constricted my chest further, pummeling every muscle in my back with their force.
I didn’t know how long I sat on the cold sand with my tears mingling with the sea. I couldn’t draw a full breath, and if I had a voice, I thought I would be screaming at the top of my lungs unt
il I blew my voice box. The injustice of what I had done viciously raped my mind, pushing me closer to an edge I did not want to tumble over.
A hand landed on my shoulder, and my heart seized in my chest, locking my breath in my throat as I jerked away from the touch. Alex’s eyes met mine, and one glance at my face etched immediate concern in his face.
He dropped into the sand next to me and pulled me onto his lap.
I didn’t know how to rein in this hurt. I didn’t know how to survive this devastation. It was beyond anything I’d ever had to withstand. Right now, the idea of Lucifer’s floggings seemed tame in comparison.
For the first time in my life, I needed help picking up the pieces.
“Shhh,” he cooed in my ear. “Everything will be okay. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”
His words calmed the stormy seas within me, and the tears dried up as he continued to coo and stroke my hair, gently rocking me in his arms.
His calm confidence that things would work out wormed its way next to the ruins of my soul. A strange sensation weaseled its way into my body, creating a pins and needles effect in my limbs, as if I were finally waking from an extended and very lonely nightmare.
It took me a moment to put a name to it, and when I did, I nearly jerked in Alex’s grasp. The sensation seeping into me was my heart finally finding a true home.
I had no idea what I did to deserve Alex, but right now I thanked the gods for delivering him to me. Being in his arms felt like heaven, and for the first time since I received Fate’s directive all those years ago, I dared to believe I just might have found my salvation, and it was in Alex’s arms.
The End
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