[Warning: Mature Content]
Violet
He smiled faintly, but he wasn’t really looking at .
"It’s okay," he murmured, the words automatic and distant.
Before I could respond, he adjusted both my legs, lifting and suddenly placing them over his shoulders. The sharp movent dragged closer to him, and the new angle made him feel even deeper.
My throat tightened. "Ka—"
He thrust deeper than before. A dazzling burst of white light flashed behind my eyes as pleasure exploded.
My mouth opened but no sound ca out as my entire body went rigid with the intensity of it. My insides, along with the surface of my skin prickled with rapid cold and hot flashes.
Then he kept thrusting.
Deep, deliberate strokes that hit places inside I didn’t know existed. Sounds that I couldn’t control spilled from with each stroke, even as I desperately tried to cover my mouth.
But Kael was holding onto my legs, keeping them over his shoulders as he drove into relentlessly. His grip was firm, possessive, and I was completely at his rcy.
"Kael—I—hmm—You need to—you need to calm—"
The words fractured into sounds I couldn’t suppress as that pressure built again, faster this ti, impossibly fast.
Then it shattered .
It was even more intense than the other one. My vision whited out completely and my body convulsed around him, as he pushed through without rcy.
’Wait...’
I was still quivering, still trying to recover, when I felt him continuing. I tried to get up. My hands scrambled weakly across his lower abdon, trying to reach him, trying to make him stop, but I had no strength left. My fingers only grazed his skin, trembling and useless.
The sensation was building again. Already. Too soon.
"No—I can’t—" I whimpered, but my body wasn’t listening to anymore.
It happened again.
My body seized, quaking violently as pleasure tore through so intensely I couldn’t even scream. At the sa mont, I faintly heard a deep groan before feeling it again. The hot flood of his release filling even more than before.
He was still swollen, still locked inside , and I could feel everything. Every pulse, every spurt of warmth, and the way my body clenched around him in rhythmic aftershocks I couldn’t control.
It was too much.
My mind couldn’t hold it all in and the world blurred more disorienting than before. My body quivered as my mind reeled from exhaustion. Darkness crept in at the edges of my vision and the last thing I was aware of was the heat still spreading inside and the feeling of being so completely, utterly filled that there was no room for anything else.
[ - ]
When I regained consciousness, everything felt a bit distant and muffled, as if I was underwater. My body felt heavy, disconnected from my mind. I tried to move, but exhaustion weighed down like wet fabric, making even the smallest motion feel impossible.
"What’s..." I mumbled groggily, the words stopping when I beca aware of warmth, water, and the gentle lap of it against my skin.
My back was pressed against sothing solid. Soone warm.
I imdiately knew who it was.
His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm behind , and his hands... his hands were moving over my body. Slow, careful strokes that glided across my skin with a slick, soapy texture.
Was he washing ?
One hand traced along my arm, the other moved across my stomach, then lower. Down between my legs where I was still throbbing with a deep, persistent ache.
The ache intensified to a dull throb as I slowly beca aware of it. To the extent that it overtook the floating sensation I felt.
I flinched slightly at the contact, but his touch was gentle, thodical. I wasn’t entirely sure of what he was doing but I tried to lift my head and look up at him. My vision swam dangerously and darkness rushed in again.
[ - ]
’What is wrong with ...?’
My consciousness returned and I felt disoriented for a mont before I slowly beca aware of my surroundings.
I was in bed now. Clean, dry, and dressed in sothing soft that slled faintly of him. The sheets beneath felt fresh, crisp with that clean scent that ant they had been changed. I was propped up against pillows that cradled my back, and a different blanket covered .
I still felt so tired and my body seed impossibly heavy. The dull throbbing woke up from its own stupor. Either that, or I was just beginning to notice it.
I blinked slowly, my eyelids too heavy to keep open for long.
I tried to focus and lightly frowned in frustration. It felt like sothing was wrong with my body but it felt so comforting at the sa ti.
Or maybe I was just sleepy?
Then I sensed him in the room.
He moved closer.
A shadow leaned over , and I blinked again, trying to make out his face through the haze clouding my vision.
Then his mouth was on mine.
I barely had ti to register the kiss before sothing cool and thick flooded into my mouth. The sticky texture slid down my tongue, and for so strange reason, my body relaxed. It slled familiar. Slightly sweet. Herbal. And it tasted like it too.
His hand ca up to cup my jaw. His thumb tilted my chin upward, forcing to swallow as his tongue coaxed mine, helping the thick liquid slide down my throat. I nearly choked on the liquid before swallowing, and he didn’t break the kiss until every drop was gone. His tongue stroked against mine in slow, deliberate movents that ensured I had taken all of it.
When he finally pulled back, I felt the faint brush of his thumb against my cheek. A tender gesture that barely registered through the fog in my mind as I drifted off again.
A dull ache in my chest erupted within .
What was this feeling?
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