31. Amon
31
AMON
M y mates words envelop me, and my whole world falls apart. The only thing that matters is her. The whole of heaven and hell could be consumed by flames, and I wouldn’t care.
My mate chose me.
The realization sends a possessiveness through me that I didn’t know I was capable of.
All I want to do is wrap her up and take her far away from all of this where I knew she’d be safe.
I work the fabric over her shoulders, letting it fall away to pool around her feet.
My heart skips a beat as I look down between us. My mate is bare to me save for her undergarment, and desire blooms within me.
I’m so hard it hurts, and every fiber of my being is begging me to rut her.
I refuse to give into my baser instincts, and instead let out a shaky sigh as I run a claw over her collar bone.
I watch, enraptured as goosebumps raise in its wake, leaning down to brush my lips over the spot.
Elora lets out a breath, her head falling back.
I flick out my tongue to taste her, groaning when the sweetness of her skin makes me harden impossibly further.
Reaching down, I grasp the backs of her thighs, lifting her up against me. The bottom of her ass bumps against my erection, and I groan again as I back her towards the bed.
Her hands tangle in my hair, and she searches for my lips again. I oblige, pulling her lower lip between my teeth as I lower her to the furs.
I catch myself on an arm above her, and my hair falls around us, acting as a dark curtain as I trail my lips from hers to her jaw, and back down her neck.
She writhes in my arms, and the scent of her desire infiltrates my senses.
My lips travel further down her body, and I cup a breast in my hand as I brush my lips over her taught nipple.
She moans, arching underneath me. Her blunt nails dig into my scalp before she reaches for my horns, grasping them tightly.
I groan as it sends electricity shooting through my body.
The air buzzes around us as I trail my lips down the flat plane of her stomach, pausing at the hem of her undergarment.
I blow against the flesh there, smirking when goosebumps break out on her peachy skin.
She squirms against me, raising her hips towards me. I reach beneath the hem of her undergarment, pulling it down.
I run my lips over every inch of exposed flesh, sighing when I bare a patch of silver curls.
I nuzzle her core with my nose, inhaling her scent deeply. She smells of ambrosia, and it makes my mouth water.
I don’t give her any time to prepare before I bury my face against her mound. When her essence hits my lips I groan, pressing my hips against the bed to relieve the tension already building at my core.
I flick my tongue out against her, placing a hand against her as she bucks off the bed. I look up over her stomach to see her watching me, swollen lips parted and eyes wide.
The sight is nearly enough to make me come right then, but I steel myself, returning my attention back to the glorious mound at the apex of her legs.
She pulls on my horns, adjusting my mouth over the most sensitive part of her, and I oblige, pulling her clit between my lips gently.
She cries out, lifting her hips against my mouth.
Her heat surrounds me, and I reach up with a clawed finger to run the pad over her folds. Fresh heat floods my fingers, and I adjust to stick the tip of my finger into my mouth. Her essence blooms across my tongue, and I groan as I bite the tip of my claw off, leaving a blunt nail.
I return the tip of my finger to her entrance, pressing it into her slowly.
Her breath comes in soft pants, and her hands leave my horns to fist in the furs beside her. The loss is noticeable, but I listen to her body, stroking her insides with my finger as I take her clit into my mouth again.
She trembles, her walls fluttering around my digit.
I can tell she’s close, and I hum against her core.
“Come for me, my dove.”
Her body stiffens against the bed, and I growl as she arches beneath me, crying out her release.
I push away from her, kicking off my boots as I fumble with the buckle of my belt. I toss it to the ground, fighting with my pants before those too lay forgotten on the ground.
She looks up at me, her eyes widening as they fall to my cock.
Fear passes over her features momentarily before she reaches down to kick her undergarment off, letting them fall to the side of the bed.
She reaches for me, and I crawl back onto the bed, settling myself over her. I lace my fingers with hers, raising her hands above her head as I press myself against her entrance.
She gasps, her eyes locked on mine.
I lean down, brushing my lips over hers as I work myself into her heat gently.
God above she is so tight, and I have to steel myself.
She adjusts to the tip of me, but when I hit resistance she stiffens beneath me.
I lower my lips to her neck before brushing them over her ear.
“You are mine , Elora.”
The words come out on a growl as I push forward past the barrier of her virginity.
She gasps, squeezing her eyes shut as I push myself into her completely.
I pause, gritting my teeth as I will myself to stop. She rakes her nails down my arms as I brush my lips over her ear to trail hot kisses over her neck.
I lift her hand to my lips, running them over her fingers, her knuckles, her palm. Gently, I raise her arm, willing her to wrap it around me. She does, wrapping her other arm around me as well, and I begin to move within her gently.
A soft moan escapes her, and I feel fresh heat pool within her, coating my length and making it easy for me to pull out before I push back into her.
“Amon…” She breaths as she digs her nails into my back. I growl as I push into her again, pausing to grind my hips against her.
A moan escapes her lips, and I do it again, pulling out before pushing back in to grind my hips against hers.
Her head falls back, and her body arches beneath me.
I run a hand down to wrap it around a thigh, lifting her leg to wrap it around my hips. She does the same with the other, changing the angle. The next time I push into her I let out a moan as she clenches around me.
“Elora…” I growl, pausing before quickening my pace. I pound into her, burying my face into her neck. She arches beneath me, matching my thrusts. Pressure builds at the base of my spine, and I lean back to look down at her.
“I love you, my mate.”
My lips crash against hers, and then I feel her walls begin to flutter around my length. She cries out against my mouth, and I can’t hold back anymore. I bellow my release as I fall over the edge with her.
Stars dot my vision and I clench my teeth against the intensity of it.
Pain lances through my back, and I look down at Elora’s wide eyes as two very large wings tear from my body.
The pain is nothing compared to the pleasure I experience in her arms, and I raise myself up on an arm to look down at her.
Her cheeks are flushed, and her lips are red and swollen. Her hair fans the furs around us, and I let out a shaky sigh as I behold my mate.
She’s the most unlikely thing that could have ever happened to me, and I look at her in awe. Her beauty overwhelms me, and I swallow the lump in my throat.
She was mine.
Our breath mingles as we both come down, but I don’t soften within her. My heart thuds in my chest, but I begin to move within her again, smirking when her eyes go wide.
“Again?” she asks huskily.
I nod, pulling out of her to turn her to her stomach before I sink back into her, hissing as her heat surrounds me.
The moisture from both our releases eases my passage, and the sounds between us are glorious, spurring me onwards.
“Again.” I growl, lowering myself over her to plant hot kisses along her spine.
“I’m not even close to done with you.”
Elora
Amon lay next to me, his strong arms wrapped around me. I trace the markings along his chest leisurely. His new wings twitch behind him, and he hisses.
“Do they hurt?” I ask, reaching up to run a finger over the arch of one. The feathers were a sleek black. Watching his ascension was breathtaking, and it had caused an ache deep in my heart. I didn’t think I could love him any more than I did at that moment.
“A little bit.” he says softly, placing a kiss against the top of my head. “It will pass.”
I look up at him, searching his eyes. The shadows no longer filled his vision, and when he looks at me all I see is exactly what I feel for him.
Love.
I return my attention to the runes decorating his chest. “You know, you never told me what these meant.”
I run my finger against the rune directly over his heart.
He grasps my hand, raising it to my lips before lowering my fingertips to run them over the rune again.
“This one is for my rank.” He adjusts, moving my hand over to the side of his chest to run my fingertips over another. “This one is for my powers.”
He releases my hand, and I flatten my palm against his chest, leaning in to brush my lips against his skin.
He groans, running his claws through my hair, holding me to him.
I wrap my arms around him the best I can, melding my body against his.
We were mated.
It was done.
Trepidation flows through me briefly, but I dash it away.
Maybe we didn’t have forever, but we had right now. I refused to let thoughts of an uncertain future ruin this moment.
I knew that with Amon by my side it wouldn’t matter what happened. Allocer said a war would come as the result of this action, and I was ready to welcome it with open arms.
We could lose the whole thing, and I would never ever choose differently.
I would choose him every single time.
I didn’t know what would come next, but I knew that we would figure it out together.
With him anything was possible.