Chapter 7 Thayla #3
A deep, strained groan falls from his chest, then his lips are on mine. Both of his hands cradle my face as mine roam everywhere they can touch.
His body crowds me and the feeling of his hard cock pressing into my belly has my core clenching on nothing.
I break our kiss, panting. “Please.”
“Fuck, that sounds so sweet.”
He drops to his knees, gripping my hips while staring at my pussy like he can’t wait to both consume and worship it.
“Kyzen, wait.”
His body freezes as his eyes cast up to mine.
Fuck, he shouldn’t look that good kneeling before me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It’s just that…”
“Tell me, little goddess.”
Damn it. Why did I even open my mouth?
“No, really, it’s nothing. Never mind.”
“If it has something to do with what you want, and more importantly, what you don’t want me to do to your body, tell me.”
Nervousness tries to take over the desire lacing its way through my blood. The soft circles he continues to draw on my hip bones, though, have them shifting of their own accord.
“I don’t think I like what you’re about to do.”
“You don’t think, or you know you don’t like it?”
My nose scrunches. “I don’t think. I mean, this really isn’t what I want to be talking about or doing right now, but for the sake of honesty, I’ve never gotten pleasure from it.
No matter any direction or advice I gave, it never helped.
I’ve always just had to fake it, if you know what I mean, to get it over with. ”
A flash of anger crosses his face before he smooths those features back out.
“I do know what you mean and that’s fucked up. Not on your part, but the part of your pitiful-ass excuse of a partner. If he didn’t take the time to learn your body, listen to what you like and don’t like, he didn’t deserve the right to your body.”
My eyes widen at the conviction in his tone.
Fuck me. He means that wholeheartedly.
“You’ll take the time to learn what I like?”
He snorts a laugh. It isn’t a teasing or funny one.
“I’ll stop time completely until I know everything about your body, Thayla Godrun. If you’ll allow it, there won’t be an inch of skin on you that I don’t take the time to memorize.”
Gods, I want that. Badly.
My breath rushes out of me. “Yes, please.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice.
A shuddering moan bursts from my throat when he licks the entirety of me in one long stroke. My knees tremble just from that and tingling spreads throughout my whole body.
“Gods, you taste better than I ever could’ve imagined. You’re going to come so pretty on my tongue.”
I don’t have time to process those delicious words as he tosses my leg over his shoulder and dives in like I’ve been keeping him waiting far too long.
His rhythmic moves and the perfect amount of pressure against my clit—that he had no trouble finding instantly—have me on the brink of falling apart.
A sheen of sweat breaks out across my skin and my breathing becomes labored.
“Fuck, Kyzen. I’m…” My voice whines as my muscles lock up.
I suck down a gulp of air when one of his fingers slides inside me. My pussy instantly clamps down and everything trembles.
I beg my body to hold off.
This sensation is dangerously delicious.
The heat coursing through me is indescribable and no part of me is ready for it to be over. Never in my wildest fantasies did I imagine this.
Fuck. I’m going to end up begging for this more often than not.
There’s no holding off my orgasm as it barrels through me.
His wet hand returns to my hip to support me as I slump and cry out as he continues to feast on me.
Like he perfectly timed it, as I start coming down from my high, he stands before me. I can barely hold my eyes open, but one look at his face and I become fully alert.
The desire staring back at me is so much more intense than I thought it’d be. I figured his eyes would be hooded, hold some lust like mine, but the raw need is a reality I didn’t expect to see.
We move at the same time.
I wrap my arms around his neck and slam my lips against his mouth as he pins me back against the wall.
He grips my thighs, then runs his masterful fingers around my ass. My groan breaks our kiss as he finds his way right back to my clit and teases me until I’m grinding myself on his hand.
“Kyzen.”
My body’s got him in such a death grip, he doesn’t have to hold me up. The sound of his pants hitting the floor has my desperate plea echoing around us.
I suck the sound right back down when he lines the tip of his dick up with me.
My mouth falls open on a silent moan. In the most amazing, agonizingly slow pace, he works himself in, giving me time to adjust.
I want to slam myself down on him.
I want to demand he go faster, harder.
Yet, I want to savor this glorious feeling.
My soul settles in a way I haven’t experienced since it was split.
It spreads through not only every inch of me, but it stretches toward him without my command.
I don’t know if it’s the sliver living in me, or my piece in him, but the second he pulls out a little, those two pieces snatch us back together.
The tension that’s been building between us since we met finally erupts. My eyes flutter and a moan of pleasure rushes out of me as he slams all the way in. That empty throbbing inside of me morphs into a death grip as he holds still for a second.
One clench, and my silent plea breaks his restraint.
His hips pump faster as my hands and lips kiss and caress every inch of him I can get to.
I’m frantic for more of him. If I could merge us into one in this moment, I would.
His power cocoons me, warming my skin and soul. I couldn’t tell you if it was seconds, minutes, or hours that pass us by as he builds my pleasure higher and higher.
When his thumb presses against my clit, a groan has me tearing my lips from his neck.
“Yes, that’s it, little goddess. Come with me.”
His thrusts become erratic. He kisses me hungrily.
One of his arms wraps around my back, picks me up, and slams me down on his dick as though my weight means nothing at all.
He buries himself inside of me one last time and everything shatters yet falls still at the same time.
I can’t hear anything.
If not for the blazing blue rings in his eyes shining brighter than the stars, I wouldn’t be able to see.
Power surrounds us and we both gasp.
It comes and goes just as fast, leaving us slumping into one another as we catch our breaths. Everything he’d been, impressively, still holding up in my bathroom comes crashing down.
The water pouring from the showerhead pelts his back and he steps us out of its way. My whole body trembles against his as his fingers rub soft strokes against my back.
I focus on that rhythmic motion as I search inside of myself.
Both panic and complete, utter bliss battle within me.
Something’s different.
My soul is different.
“Kyzen.”
He lays a kiss to my forehead before looking down at me. “Everything’s okay.”
“How…what just happened?”
His breathtaking smile literally captures the air in my lungs. “Your soul just completely sealed itself to mine. It was as powerful as what happened on the Veiling Day but not painful. That was the most glorious sensation I’ve ever felt.”
“Completely sealed? Like we’ll never be able to separate them now?”
“Do you want that possibility?”
His question is so genuine despite the slight worry he’s trying to hide on his face. That sincerity tells me he’ll accept whatever I say.
“No. No, I don’t.”
He lays his lips to mine.
“I’ll take care of it forever, Thayla Godrun.”
A smile breaks out across my lips, but it’s swiftly replaced as my mouth forms an O.
His cock twitches inside of me and my eyes widen at his readiness for round two.
“I control my own recovery time, so you tell me now if you need a break.”
I jerk my head. “Nope. No break.”
He chuckles, slowly thrusting his hips, and his laugh turns into a groan. “Fuck. I’m going to spend eternity worshipping you in more ways than you can imagine.”
Yes, please.