50. Weapon, Shield, and Wall #3
More than happy to grant her the wish she uttered, I dipped fully into her center, fisting the blankets as her walls constricted around me. Wasting no time, I kissed the side of her neck as I withdrew with a sluggishness I knew would make her go mad.
“Gods,” I grunted huskily. “You’re fucking mesmerizing. I’ve charted many lands, and no sights I’ve seen have compared to you.” With my cock practically out of her, I drove forward with a steadier pace as my lips trailed along her collarbone. “My goddess. My beautiful queen. My woman.”
“Yours,” she gasped, the single word breathless. “All yours. Until blackness greets me and I find you in the next life.”
I rolled my hips as I settled flush against her, my mouth wasting no time exploring her breasts once more.
“Everything I’ve endured that has guided me to you is something I would do all over again if I were granted the privilege of finding you once more.
” Kiss. “Each inch of you is divine. Even those you’ve deemed unworthy or hideous, I find powerful.
” Kiss. “The scars littering your flesh prove nothing more than the fact that you are a fighter, a force to be reckoned with, and someone beyond capable of weathering any storm.”
“Fuck, C-Cas,” she whimpered, clinging to me even tighter. “You’re everything I didn’t know I needed, and I… I—”
Mouth molding to hers, I silenced her gratitude as I thrust into her again.
And again.
And again.
Cradling her in my arms, my fingers coiled around her waist as I sucked in a breath. Her moan filled the gap, and I returned to swallow it. To devour her and all she was.
She ground against me as I rocked forward, stars swimming behind my lids.
Bliss reverberated from my throat, and I tightened my hold.
With the added pressure, her chest pressed against mine as I withdrew, only to sink into her with a swift return.
Each thrust wound us tighter, our souls merging as one as the bond we shared deepened.
There was no longer breath, blood, or sustenance; there was just her, and she was all I needed.
Hands exploring her curves, I charted her.
Every line, curve, and scar stitched itself into my memory as I increased speed.
Holding her with a desperation only she would ever see, I pulled away from her, admiring the way her lips chased mine.
When her eyes opened, I cupped the back of her head before enveloping her completely.
Her fractured breaths ghosted across my heated flesh, fingers curling around my biceps as her legs began to shake. “C-Close, Cas… Right there. Oh, shit, don’t… Don’t stop.”
Anything she uttered, I granted, my thighs greeting her ass as I kept the rhythm she requested.
Gently sweeping a sweat-laden strand from her forehead, I leaned back so I could watch her come undone beneath me.
I’d yearned to see her unfurl in my arms, and I damn well knew that, when she did, there would be nothing comparable.
“Look at me,” I huffed, aiding her with my demand. “Eyes on me, darling. I need to paint this moment in the back of my mind.” Planting a soft kiss to her forehead, I added, “I’m right here. You’re safe. Let go.”
As if my encouragement was all she needed, her frame tensed.
A guttural cry followed, her walls milking my weeping cock as I climaxed alongside her.
Not because there was friction, not because I was fucking her, but because I was making love to her, and all it took was for her to step off that ledge for me to join her.
“C-Cas… Cas… O-Oh, gods, Caspian.”
Moaning, I brushed my nose up her jaw before whispering, “That’s it, little siren. Fuck, look at you. Fucking perfect and godsdamned mine.”
Tremors rocked her frame as she plummeted further, her nails carving rivers of crimson across my skin. “S-Say… Say it again.”
“You’re mine, Rohen Levitte. Daughter of the Goddess of the Sea. My Mizani. My soul tie. My fated bond. Fucking mine.”
“M-More,” she begged, the sound so innocent it sparked something deep within me—a more potent need to protect, to be the man she could stand beside and behind.
“For as long as I breathe, and even beyond, I vow that no other man will lay a hand on you. There will be no instance in which you have to harbor fear, for I will be there. Just as equally, when you are around me, you can sink into vulnerability. I will hold, coax, and guide you through it all.” My lips settled over her heart, and I kept them there for a handful of inhales before pulling away.
“I am your weapon, your shield, and your wall. Wield me as you please, stand behind me when you are frightened, and lean on me when all else feels heavy. You have my devotion, Rohen Levitte, and I will worship you for eternities.”
With a hitched exhale, she peered up at me with hooded lids.
Palm flattening on the side of my face, she kissed me once.
“I promise to accept the femininity I was never allowed to in your arms, for you are the answer to my pleas. At night, when I would beg the gods to end my suffering, they were weaving our paths to cross, and that is more than enough for me. When you falter, I will catch you. When you bleed, I will staunch the flow. And when you are drowning, I will pull you from the depths that wish to swallow you. You have my word, my essence, and my promise, Caspian Vayne, and I will cherish you until the stars die.”
Holding her even tighter, I wound myself around everything she’d offered me.
She was precious, a jewel more priceless than any other, and in witnessing her shine, there were no others.
She was my end, my salvation, and my purpose, and I would carry her through life with the gentleness she was never granted.
For she was my little siren.