Chapter 5 #2
As Ivy surrendered to the tension coiling through her body, her power flooded him completely, drowning out every sense but her.
The force of it ignited something feral inside him—an overwhelming need to be inside her.
To feel her needy pussy pulsating around his cock.
Now. Abruptly pulling away as her release tore through her, he dragged her thighs up to meet his, their bodies colliding with a sharp slap of skin.
He wasted no time, acting on instinct rather than thought, positioning himself against her with a desperate urgency.
In one fluid, claiming movement, he pushed into her, stealing her breath in a moan of shock and relief as their bodies finally met.
With his arm secured around her waist, he held their bodies flush, closing every inch of space between them.
Ivy shuddered with pleasure, reacting to the sudden, overwhelming fullness of him.
If Rain hadn’t already been consumed by her power, he would have been undone by the sight of her alone—her long dark hair fanned around her in wild, tousled waves, clinging to sweat-kissed skin flushed a sinful shade of rose.
And her eyes… those sultry hazel eyes, heavy-lidded with desire and unwavering devotion, were enough to flay a weaker male where he stood
Clinging to Rain’s toned shoulders, Ivy rode out the last tremors of her release, her body rippling with aftershocks around his hard intrusion.
As her orgasm ebbed, so did the torrent of her power, tapering to the precise level she wanted.
The shift allowed Rain to regain control, steadying the urgency threatening to overwhelm him.
His grip tightened around her hips as he moved with deliberate, hungry precision, savouring the way her body clung to every thrust. Ivy’s heels dug into him, urging him deeper, silently demanding he pick up the pace.
They had danced this dance countless times, their bodies falling into perfect, instinctive synchrony.
Their moans rose together as their rhythm intensified, until Ivy let out a sharp, frustrated sigh.
Rain barely had time to register it before her teeth sank into his shoulder, dragging a guttural growl from his chest, scattering his thoughts.
Her body clenched around his thick cock with intentional force, her fingernails raking down his back, urging him wordlessly to give her more—harder, faster, deeper.
Her pussy clenched around his cock in rhythmic waves, pulling desperate sounds from his throat each time he drew back.
With every deep, intentional thrust, her power surged stronger, building toward another orgasm.
When it finally crashed through her in trembling waves, she lost control entirely.
Rain, barely capable of coherent thought himself, pulled away and flipped a shuddering Ivy onto her stomach.
The sudden shift severed the connection to her power, but his desire was wound too tight for him to care.
Letting out a euphoric gasp Ivy gripped the sheets and arched her ass into the air, offering herself to him without hesitation.
Rain seized her by the waist and drove back into her with raw, unrestrained need, sounds of satisfaction tearing from both of them.
Ivy’s hand slipped between her thighs, her fingers brushing his base where their bodies met as she channelled her power directly into him.
The jolt of it sent him slamming into motion, each thrust driving him closer to the edge with reckless, pounding urgency.
“Come on, baby… give it to me,” Ivy moaned, her voice threading through the sharp sounds of slapping flesh.
Bracing herself with a tight grip on the sheets, she pushed back against him, matching every driving movement with equal force.
A flicker of exasperation coloured her tone, brushing Rain’s awareness for the briefest moment before dissolving beneath the rising swell of his own climax.
Overtaken by instinct, Rain pressed her flat to the bed, pinning her beneath him as he drove into her with rapid, dominating thrusts.
Their bodies moved in a relentless cadence, Ivy trembling beneath him as another shuddering release tore through her, drawing him closer to the edge with every pulse of her body.
A raw cry escaped him, his forehead dropping to her spine as a low, guttural moan rumbled from his chest. His muscles locked in ecstasy as the peak overtook him, his whole-body shuddering with the force of it.
Falling breathlessly onto the bed, Rain’s whole–body hummed with satisfaction. Ivy twisted to face him, resting on her elbow as she eyed him inquisitively.
“What’s wrong?” He asked, scooping her into his arms, wanting to remain in their bubble of intimacy. She sighed as she nestled against his chest, her lips curving into a pout as if to choose her words wisely.
“You were different. That…” She gestured to their entwined bodies, “Was different than our usual, toe tingling, Gods raising, sex.” Rain’s brow furrowed as he tried to comprehend what she was saying, post sex grogginess still clouding his brain.
“Different how?” He had been so overcome by her power, that he hadn’t been able to acknowledge anything beyond desire. As intended it had been the escapism he had needed and though he recalled a moment where something felt off, he couldn’t really pinpoint what the problem was.
“I couldn’t feel you, feeling me,” She said quietly, her lips tickling against his pec as she spoke.
He tensed, caught off guard, it suddenly occurred to him that she was right, he couldn’t feel how she was feeling.
He couldn’t feel anything outside of himself, no energy signatures within the palace, no unwanted emotions of others, nothing.
Which meant he wasn’t channelling. An uneasiness settled in his gut; this had never happened before. Why wasn’t he channelling?
“At all and you have spoiled me rotten my darling, with incredible, mind boggling, intense sextipades. This on the other hand was mediocre by your standards.” She shifted to lay on top of him, her hands taking her weight either side of his head as she peered down into his eyes.
“I am concerned, but also a little disappointed... ok, extremely disappointed. I haven’t had you for days.
” Her tone was sulky; she was evidently offended by the experience or lack thereof.
He had never been able to shield himself during sex with Ivy, not with the addition of her power, which meant she had always shared his pleasure alongside her own.
Their time together had always ended in multiple orgasms that lasted until they were both wrecked with exhaustion.
Then there was the added factor that Rain could feel his sexual partner enjoying themselves and was guided by their emotions instead of having to do the guess work.
Wait, his mind faltered in horror––was this the first time he was bad at sex?
“You’ll get wrinkles if you keep frowning like that my beautiful boy,” Ivy mused, tracing his brow, though they both knew neither of them would start to show any distinct signs of age for at least another two hundred years.
“I’m sorry, I guess I’m a little broken today.” He deflected, knowing he couldn’t confide in Ivy about his missing power, it would be better if she focused on his bruised ego. “Was it really that terrible?” He groaned, ashamed that he even had to ask.
“Baby, you have been broken for a very long time,” She grinned, flicking her fingertip to the tip of his nose.
“It's ok, I forgive you. You have been through a lot today and it was not in the slightest bit terrible. I still came three times, which might be an accomplishment for some, but we know you can do better. I do expect you to make it up to me when you’re back to your usual self.” Rain groaned internally, his mood sobering, reality quickly setting in.
“Ivy...” Rain sighed, slowly coming back to his senses.
He linked their fingers, lifting her right hand to his lips and softly planted a kiss before resting her palm against his cheek.
Selfishly he still craved touch, while he didn’t want her to get the wrong idea, he couldn’t help but savour these last moments before ripping them away.
“I... ah, I want to thank you for today, but...” Ivy inhaled a sharp breath, tensing above him as she sensed the shift in his demeanour.
“Hush, no thank you needed.” She quickly shifted her weight forward and pressed her lips against his before he could reply.
He didn’t return the kiss. Guilt gouged at his chest as the realisation of his cruelty hit him like a blunt force trauma to the head.
He had willingly dived between her legs and practically begged her to help him escape torment, without considering any of the implications.
He hadn’t cared enough to consider how Ivy would interpret this, he realised now that she would see it as a sign.
A renewed hope that he would come around to the idea of their union.
The thought triggered memories of Jay, the one he really wanted and the realisation that he hadn’t paused to consider him at all.
“No stop, we can’t. I can’t do this,” He rolled out from under her, removing himself from her embrace, standing nude beside the bed.
“I need to be honest with you Ivy and you’re not going to like it.
” Her face fell flat as if she had half expected this conversation.
“I truly, appreciate that you stepped up for me today, it is more than I deserve. I really wouldn’t be able to hold myself together right now if you hadn’t come to my rescue and for that I am grateful.
Your touch was a welcomed escape; I need you to know that before I say what I have to say.
” Ivy sat up taller, cradling her knees to her chest.
“Must you ruin this moment for us? You’ve had a terrible day; can’t we just forget about the world and spend the night together?”