Chapter 9
Adela
“Can I kiss you again?”
The breath left me. The first kiss was intense. What was I doing here?
“Korvex… You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“Yes,” he placed his hand on my thigh once again, his cold touch kneading my skin, “I think I do.”
My breathing was heavy as his other hand caressed the side of my face. Only inches from me, his breath was cool against my lips.
“May I?”
For several moments, I hesitated. A warmth was pulsing through the air, the soul spark lingering between us. Giving the briefest of nods, I connected our lips.
At first, it was like pressing a flame against living marble. His mouth was smooth, heavy, and cool. His tongue was cool against the warmth of my own.
The magic flared between us and a violent rush of heat bled across the seam of our lips as they danced.
Korvex let out a low, gravelly rumble deep in his chest. It was a sound that vibrated right through my bones as his heavy fingers dug into my thigh.
The granite chill of his body began to soften and thaw under my touch, absorbing my warmth and firing it back into me until we were both burning with desire.
I pushed against him, his large wings pressing into the couch. Swinging my legs over him, I straddled him. I helped his hands find my hips, all while our lips were locked together.
Between my legs, I felt it, felt him. There was something hidden under that loincloth and it was growing. Rolling my hips against him, I heard him let out a surprised moan at the act.
I didn’t know why I felt the need to sit on him, to grind myself against him, but it felt like the right thing to do, the right place for my hips to be.
Leaning over, my tongue licked his earlobe, suckling ever so lightly on the cool skin.
I felt him shudder. Remembering how he had moved away from my touch on his horns.
Wrapping my hands around one inner and one outer one, I stroked them delicately.
His groan vibrated through me. His length beneath me, fully grown and hardened from the act.
He stilled.
“What happens next?”
His question was genuine, with no guile within. He had studied humans for centuries, yet likely never observed this act. No one would have done such a thing in such a public place. This was another one of those first experiences for him.
I grinned and said, “Take me to the bedroom. It will be easier for us there.”
Without hesitation, he stood up, his hands cradling under my ass, holding me up with ease. I directed him to the room while giggling and his continued kisses.
He set me down carefully after being instructed, and I began to shed my clothing. My curves had been hidden behind overalls and oversized clothing. Presenting my naked body to him, his eyes flowed up and down my skin, drinking me in.
He stared at me for several moments, long enough for me to start feeling self-conscious about what we were doing. I crossed my arms over myself, trying to hide. He reached out and pulled my arms back.
“No-no, I just… have never seen the female form in such a way. You are beautiful.”
Heat flushed into my cheeks.
“I think I prefer this version of you.”
I laughed. He meant it seriously, which made it even funnier. I would have to teach him about how we couldn’t be naked all the time.
It was my turn. I needed to know what was under that loincloth. I pulled at the ties of it, letting it fall to the ground. There stood, fully erect, a large, girthy cock. Reality exceeded my expectations. He looked down at it, also surprised.
“I did not know I had such a thing.”
My head fell back in another laugh.
I led him to the bed and told him exactly what we were about to do. He needed to know before we did it.
“And this feels good?”
“Very.”
“Then I shall make you feel very good.”
I laid down, opening my thighs for him, showing him where he would be placing himself. I ran my finger through my folds, separating them. The smile he gave as he witnessed me, his fangs proudly showing, made me blush again.
Carefully he placed himself at my entrance. He was cool and incredibly hard. It was smooth, polished, but very large. I told him to go slow, let me adjust, and he did just that. Slowly entering me, filling me completely.
I gasped as he pushed in deeper, deeper than I had ever had a man before. My body adjusted to him as he pushed himself to his hilt. I felt his whole body vibrate as he groaned. His claws dug into my thighs as I felt him warming inside me, the cool stone coming alive.
He fell over top of me, his chest pressing into mine. It was heavy, so incredibly heavy. I should have felt trapped, but instead, it made me feel secure.
“Pull yourself out but not all the way before pushing back in,” I instructed in his ear.
He did as told, and his body shuddered as he gave a few thrusts.
“Oh, I do like this.”
I giggled again, breathlessly saying, “Keep going.”
His thrusts got surer, deeper, and harder. It was as if his body finally took over, instinct taking hold. Every thrust pushed me into the bed, pushing pleasure into my soul.
His wings snapped out, opening above us before they surrounded the bed like a dark canopy.
It locked us in, like a sanctuary of velvet and shadow.
The deep vibration coming from him rumbled through his chest, all the way to his cock, a tectonic shift inside me.
It was a sensation I didn’t know was possible, but was exceptionally pleased to have learned about.
The polished, cool marble of his shoulders was melting, turning into molten heat that bled into my skin wherever we pressed together. As his body heated, his claws leaving warm marks on my skin, evidence of our entanglement.
Every powerful, vibrating thrust sent me further and further into bliss. He was so incredibly solid, an unyielding pillar of stone that stretched me to my absolute limit with every deep, relentless push. I had never felt so fulfilled before. Never felt so satisfied.
My body arched, my fingers clawing at his perfectly sculpted back, drunk on the terrifying, beautiful weight of him. Plunging into me, the frenzied movement grew more eager with each firm push. Our chests pressed together, his heart of stone was beating a frantic, living rhythm against my own.
Pleasure exploded out of me, rolling through my body, making all my muscles clench as he pushed me over into pure ecstasy.
“Korvex!” His name escaped me as my body tightened around him.
His large hands gripped my hips, pulling me further onto him. His jaw locked as he let out a roaring, ragged growl. Molten-hot pleasure burst from him, flooding my body and senses with a fervor that caused another wave of bliss to overtake me.
He held himself there, full pressed into me, for several moments before he relaxed, breathing hard as he looked down at my exhausted body beneath him. Biting my lip, I simply gave him a smile and an approving nod.
“I very much enjoyed that.”
I couldn’t help but let a laugh erupt from me.
“Me too, Korvex, me too.”