“I’ve never been more certain.”She clasps my neck and guides me towards her core.
I lean in, lust-driven heat billowing from her body.
It’s heavenly.She is heavenly.I place my lips against the softness of her belly.She is soft, and a little cooler than I expected for how much heat is peeling off her.I open my mouth, let my tongue skirt over her curves and moan in ecstasy.
I can’t wait any longer.My tongue drifts down, down, down until I reach the tip of her slit.Then I push my tongue down over her clit.It swells beneath my touch, and I think perhaps I die in this moment and rise back to the Celestial Realm.
I push deeper, nuzzling between her legs, encouraging her to open for me so I can run my tongue along her slit.
It’s wet.So unbelievably wet.
She tastes like all the sunsets I’ve ever seen.Like oceans dappled with moonlight and beach fire drifting in the air.Like the sweetness of summer flowers and the warmest summer winds.
I want to die here.To drown in her and never taste another thing again.
She whimpers, her legs trembling beneath me.She guides me to the bed.Yanks my robes off and pushes between my thighs.
“I need you too,” she says, her fingers dropping to my centre and swiping along my seam.
She brings two glistening fingers up between us and sucks the liquid from one before moaning, her eyes rolling shut.
I never knew a feral creature lived inside me, but this is the moment she snaps awake.
Gellara thrusts the other finger between my lips forcing me to taste myself.She pushes me until I’m lying flat on my back and shuffles between my legs, pushing my thighs apart before lunging forward.
She ravishes me in hungry strokes.Her tongue laps so fast, I cry out from the intense pressure building in my core.
“Please,” I whimper.
She hums approval at the sounds I’m making and hardens her tongue, focusing on my clit as one of her fingers comes to my entrance.She pushes inside me with no resistance at all so adds a second.My whole body dissolves.Back arching off the bed, she curls her fingers inside me, sliding them in and out, in and out in a punishing rhythm that tightens my entire body.My nipples ache with the need to reach my peak.
I cry her name.Beg her for more.
Over and over.
Her tongue licks long laps down my slit and returns to my clit.
Again and again until the pressure mounts and mounts to a precision point.As if I am on the bridge all over again, only this time when I fall, it’s not to the underworld, but to a bed of light and electricity and the most divine pleasure I’ve ever experienced.
It runs through my entire body in blissful shivers that make me pant and see all the light in the realm.
I must lie there for some time, because she’s no longer inside me, but tucked against me, brushing my hair aside.And cooing words of praise in my ear about how good I was, and how I came so perfectly for her.
But as the pleasure from the orgasm fades, I’m left with that familiar ache.A cooling that is more than a come down.
It’s a sick knowing.A knowledge that I cannot keep her.Interitus will not let me have this happy ever after.
And that makes a piece of my soul crumble.
11
Midnight
How is it I find myself with yet another ticking clock?I am so tired of being in these situations that I can’t bring myself to move.
For two long hours, I stare into space, churning everything that’s happened over and over.Eventually, I get up off the medical room floor, find my clothes and quietly discharge myself.
I slope across campus, my muscles still aching from the battle, though loosening with every hour I continue to move.The demon magic fizzes inside me, as if it hasn’t quite worked out how it fits.I don’t know how to use it.I’m not sure I even want to.It’s Lucy’s, so I’m not even sure I could wield it against Ignatius.
