29. Vesper
Vesper
He’s splitting my insides, tearing up every inch of my ass.
It burns, I won’t deny. Like he’s driving a thick, hot pipe into me. But no pain could erase the eroticism, the beautiful pressure. And as he said, he is very good at what he does.
Valefar knows my needs even more than me.
His thrusts aren’t shallow and quick. They’re deep, strong, and sensual, driving my body into a mad frenzy.
My wrists are chafed from his tail as I twist and wriggle.
The air chills the sweat glistening on our skin.
My nerves are ignited. I’m so alive to every sensation.
Desire consumes me. Hot waves crash through me as he picks up his pace, still thrusting, rocking against my ass, which is still sore from his tail. The pressure surrounds me like an all-consuming fever.
Just as I’m climbing to an unconquerable peak, he pauses.
“What?”
His palm settles on my brow, so tender. And I part my lips, the awe rushing through me.
Inside those orbs, I find a ring of silver pulsing around the golden irises.
Tears spill down my cheeks because I know…
it’s my soul. It doesn’t simply tether to his.
My soul encircles Valefar’s, protecting it, possessing it like a never-ending circle. Eternity.
“Tell me how much you want it,” he growls low. “Tell me how much you love it. Love me fucking your ass. How I will fuck you to such heights, you will never remember how he gave you only pain and torture. I won’t stop until I give you what you deserve. And what we both need.”
With all my awareness locking onto him, I lick my lips and lift my chin until our lips brush.
“I want you so much, it terrifies me. But I love you even more than I want you. And that’s the beautiful, dangerous part.
So if one day, death comes knocking, tell it not to bother.
I’m taking you with me, Big Guy. You’re mine. ”
“I’ll follow you to hell and back. Because we will go back. After we give the Devil the finger, then we go…to heaven. Forever.”
He kisses me, devouring me. A second later, he’s driving himself inside like a battering ram, deepening the unstoppable ache.
He seems to know just what I need, because he takes the vibrator and plunges it inside me. At the same moment, he slams against me, burying himself to the breaking point and flooding my ass with his hot release.
The world slips sideways and takes me with it.
My pulse surges as everything shatters through me in waves of impossible brightness and color.
Somewhere in the distance, I realize I’m making a sound against his mouth while he kisses me, unrelenting, calling, summoning my very soul.
Nothing exists except the rush beneath my skin and the dizzying euphoria pulling me under.
“Again,” he growls against my mouth.
He pulls the vibrator out and chucks it away—all so he can slap my inner and outer lips with his tail, rubbing my clit between each third hit.
“Oh, holy fuuuck!” I scream.
I’m already so overwhelmed, so sensitized to everything, all it takes is one more strike for everything inside me to unravel again.
Light sparks behind my eyes. Entire constellations seem to ignite beneath my skin.
Energy races through me until the feeling spills out of me in one helpless sound.
My orgasm triggers his. Throbbing and raging, Valefar releases himself inside me again.
We come down from the high, but I know he’s not finished with me. And I’m not finished with him. Like he said, death and resurrection. Scorched earth. Rising from the ashes.
Chest heaving, I cling to him, resting my forehead against his shoulder as the quiet of the woods slowly returns.
Above us, the pine branches rustle in the wind.
Valefar holds me close, his tail wrapped securely around my waist, his breath warm against my hair.
The shared soul in my chest settles into a hum of absolute contentment.
I look up, catching a tiny glint in his eyes. “I love you,” I whisper.
“I am yours, my Evening Star,” he replies in a soft vow. “For all of my mortal days.”
I nudge him with my elbow, loving how cheesy he gets. For now—before I can’t walk—I manage to stumble to my feet and beckon him. “I want to show you something.”
He smiles and stands, more like staggers, which I take much pride in, and takes my hand. “Wherever you summon, I will go.”
We don’t bother to cover up. The clouds hide the moon, shielding us in the utter night. His cock is still hard, beating like a massive rod along his lower thigh. Fluids keep seeping from both my holes.
It’s about a quarter of a mile into the woods, but I show him my special place.