Chapter Twenty-Eight
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Henri
I LOST MYSELF.
To her. To sin.
Nothing else existed.
Just her scalding, sopping heat.
Her body milked mine as I impaled her, forcing my way in as a vicious orgasm tore through her, making her entire body seize.
God, she was beautiful.
So, so fucking beautiful.
The metallic sharpness of her blood on my tongue. The smell of her need on my skin. The slipperiness of her sweat and welts on her back and the sapphire scars—
Fuck, the scars.
I roared as she fisted me, rhythmical clenches as she came.
Her head tipped back as she surrendered entirely to me. Her body completely mine to use and abuse and worship.
Everything about her burned.
Everything inside me answered.
I fucked her.
Harder, faster, deeper than I’d ever taken anyone.
I willingly tried to hurt her.
I thrust and pumped, forcing her to feel every ridge and rock.
My head clouded with memories of the whip. My past tangled with my present. I felt sick and ecstatic. Lost and found.
My spine rolled as I fed her everything. Stabbing again and again, going out of my fucking mind as she kept coming, her whimpers getting louder, her back arching for more and more and more.
I gave her more.
Fuck, I gave her everything.
I jack-knifed and pounded, and the longer I took her, the deeper my mind fell.
We burned.
Not just our bodies.
But our spirits too.
We writhed together like demonic creatures.
Our hearts smoked and minds melded.
She screamed as I hit a thick, tight part of her.
She shuddered and gasped.
I kept fucking her. Over and over, driving her straight into hell.
Killing her with pleasure. Killing myself with everything I’d tried to forget and everything I didn’t want to be.
I hated that this felt so good.
I despised that her blood made me throb.
I would never forgive myself for committing violence toward the one person I loved, even as it drove me into such delicious, despicable darkness.
But in that darkness, as her whimpers became pleas, and her legs gave out—as I impaled myself deeper and deeper—we somehow became one.
Just one.
No longer my body and her body but ours.
Us.
All the good, the bad, the sick, the twisted, and the wrong.
I took her and fucked her and with no space between us, no secrets to hide, no curses to utter, light cracked in the blackness.
A transcendental light. Luminous and iridescent, soaking into my very essence, knotting me to her for eternity.
I felt her as she reached her pinnacle.
I was her as she stopped breathing and gave everything she was to that final crest of pleasure.
A gush of wetness around me. A rush of searing heat. Her body didn’t just come, it erupted, coating my pounding cock in her orgasm and shoving me face first into mine.
My climax started in my toes and shot all the way up my spine and into my heart.
We rode each other as the waves of her release consumed me. We became the same ocean where those waves crashed. The same tragic sea where sex somehow shifted from physical into profound.
I felt her in my soul.
I had no idea what was happening.
No idea how to stop it.
Stop the pull of her. The call of her.
I gasped as the first pulse of my orgasm spilled.
Blinding, blistering.
I couldn’t breathe as every synapse arrowed between my legs and exploded.
I came.
Goddammit, I came.
I filled her up.
I coated every inch.
Our shared releases oozed down her legs, making our connection sinfully slippery.
I roared as pleasure became pain, and pain became pleasure, and I couldn’t survive the intensity anymore.
It kept going.
Kept pulsing.
And when I reached the end, I collapsed against her, panting, sweating, fucking changed and completely broken.
We stayed like that for the longest moment.
Gasping and shaking.
Our breathing in sync and hearts colliding.
In the distance, Victor reached his own release, tainting this moment—this profound, crazy moment. I needed to play the part of a Master who just got his dick wet with his jewel, but for now, I was completely enslaved by her.
Nuzzling my way through her sweat-misty hair, I murmured, “Four scars for four things you now own.”
She shuddered.
“You own me, Ily. Body and mind, heart and soul. Forever.”