Chapter 21 #2
There, on the cold ground, under the clear sky, we touch each other and explore. He pulls up my skirts and the warmth of his fingers teases over my cotton shift while his tongue snakes into my mouth.
“Are you wet for me, Alora? I can feel it through your undergarments.”
His thumb circles over the fabric, the friction creating a delicious sensation. It doesn’t take long before my cheeks flush with heat.
He nips my lip with his teeth. “Demand what you want, little warrior. Maybe I’ll reward you. I’m well seasoned in the way to make a person come, I can promise you that.”
If I just had more. More pressure, more of him.
“You know what I want.” That's all I can bear to say. I’ve never been outside so exposed while doing this.
His circling stops and he moves his hand to my jaw, grabbing my chin and holding it. The ache between my legs grows with the need for his touch. “Let me hear you say it, Alora, and then I’ll make you come and see your own stars under the goddess’s approval.”
“You’re wicked,” I practically whimper out.
His obscene words have my insides coiling with desire, leaving me wanting his approval.
Well two can play this game.
I reach for his loosened belt and unbutton the trousers while slipping my hand inside to the warm, thick flesh. I grasp around his pulsing dick and rub my thumb over his head, swiping over a bead of wetness.
He grabs my ass firmly with his free hand, the other hovering over my core.
“Tell me, little siren, what you want my hands to do to you.”
I move my hand and wrist slowly, stroking down to his shaft and back up to his tip. His groan is all the encouragement I need to continue.
“Devourer, what do you want?” I can’t help but smile when his eyes close. He tilts his head back while releasing a deep exhale.
His hand pinches my soft flesh and I wince, but he quickly moves the hoovering hand back to my shift and begins to rub my clit again through the dampening fabric. The heady pleasure mixed with pain, like he promised, has my hips circling, trying to get the pressure just right.
“Goddess you look divine in this starlight, making that face.” His voice croaks and I continue to pump his shaft.
“Alora, let me touch you, please.” His voice speaks softly, begging in my ear.
“You are, you sprite.” Sarcasm laced with want drips from my lips.
He kisses me harshly, teetering on the edge of punishment and excitement.
“You know where I yearn to touch, I need your permission.” He pulls back to stare at me, his grasp loosening on my rear. “I will take what is not given.”
My heart swells. What he’s offering is more power than I’ve been given by any man long before him. I’d had partners before, but sometimes they took more than I had anticipated, sometimes much more. But those experiences lived in the ocean of my memory, washed under and unseen.
My voice thickens with tears as I say, “I want you to touch between my thighs. I want you inside of me. I want to feel your fingers curling in me.”
He quickly moves his hands again, kneading my soft skin, the other delicately searching between my thighs.
When his touch finds my core, I practically shudder. It’s electrifying and everything I’d imagined.
“Kassiel…” My words taper off and I have to bite my lip to keep a moan from escaping.
“Oh no you don’t, little warrior. I’ll have those moans, even if I have to pry them from your lips.”
Apprehension starts to weave its way in. “What if we’re caught?”
It wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen, but it would make it harder to explain to the council if I wasn’t the one to tell them first.
“What if I like to be watched?” he whispers into my neck.
I can’t decide if he’s teasing so I reply hesitantly, “There’s a lot we have to figure out. I need more time.”
My hand stops its exploration of his body, the other hand firmly grasped on his cock. I slowly remove my grasp and he stops his motions as well.
“Alora, it’s okay. You’re safe with me. I’ve blanketed us in darkness. Nothing can be seen or heard from us.”
Opening my eyes wider, letting the lust settle, I realize it’s true. Sometime during our intimacy he’d wielded shadows around us. His shadows. I think back on that moment in the woods when Velroy attacked me and the shadows I thought I’d seen but felt crazy to admit.
“There’s much about you I don’t know.” I let the statement float in the space between us.
“There is much I don’t know about you as well.”
We continue to stare at each other before I glance down at his hard length, the veins wrapped delicately along his shaft, and feel the heat return in my cheeks.
With a quick move, his lips crash into mine and the world falls away. It’s just me and him in the shadows—no destruction, no death, no sadness or anger to call us away.
And it feels heavenly, earth—shattering… like I’m home.
Maybe The Devourer has devoured me after all.
We’re nothing but ravenous in these sacred moments, our lips and teeth clashing, eager to feast upon the forbidden fruits of what shouldn’t be.
I slide my hands up his shirt that’s come untucked in our frenzy. His skin warms my chilled fingers. It’s easy to forget that the world around us is desolate when this feels so right between us.
His hands come around and grab handfuls of my backside, gripping me painfully, but yet erotically too. Gods, the thought of his hands grabbing other places this way has me aching.
I bite his lip when he tries to stop the kiss between us, a coppery tinge meeting the next kiss.
His hot breath fills my ear.
“You’re so sexy when you fight me, little warrior. I’ll forgive you for drawing first blood, but I’ll have you bear your punishment for it.”
His bulging shaft rests against my stomach, growing hotter with each passing moment.
“How are you still so eager?” I look from his cock to his now amused face.
“For you, I’ll always be eager. The thought of your moans getting caught in my mouth, and your pussy wet for me? It’s enough to almost have me lose myself on that alone.”
A smirk slowly slides on my face.
Kassiel’s eyebrow arches up and he shakes his head with a chuckle before closing the distance between us.
He grabs my side hastily and we’re back to crashing our mouths in a battle of wills. We continue like this before he grows impatient and fists his own cock while delving between my thighs with his other hand.
I can only kneel there, my legs spread wide for him while grasping his shoulders to keep upright from the overwhelming sensation that grows.
His thumb continues the pressure on my bundle of nerves while his fore and middle finger pump inside me before curling and delivering the sweetest orgasm of my life.
His mouth comes over mine to seal in my moans. I grip his thick cock, swollen and hot, to finish him and quickly slide my hand over his head as he comes, feeling his warm seed seep out of my clenched fist.
He quickly pulls a handkerchief from his shirt pocket and hands it to me. Once I’ve cleaned myself, he wipes himself before folding it neatly back up and tucking it in his back pocket.
I’m not sure what this means for us, or how I’ll explain things to Leeson, but one thing is certain, I’m fucked.