My pussy was weeping on my behalf. Fine. I was tired after days of swallowing my feelings. “I promise.”
He lifted my dress over my head, discarding it to the side of the mattress. There were no words, no kissing, no clawing and biting and throwing and pinning. None of our usual foreplay as he pulled his cocks out of his jeans and lined one up at my entrance.
The ache in my soul was soothed just a little when he pushed into me. There was relief in feeling so intimately that he was here with me, even if only for a moment. The thought only made my tears come closer to breaching the surface.
“What’s hurting you, Little Goddess?” he asked gently, dabbing at the corner of my eye.
“I’m going to miss you.” It was the best way I could be honest without saying the words that felt beyond what I could ask for—“please don’t go”.
His brows arched and he shifted deeper inside of me. He took my hand and rested it against his strong cheek. “I’m coming back.”
“I know.” That wasn’t true, but what else was there to say?
“Viv, listen to me.” He brought my other hand to hold his left cheek, then reached out to cup my face. “There is nothing in this life or the next that could keep me away from you, if you’llhave me. I would fight the gods themselves if it meant returning to this bed at the end of every day. If what you’re looking for is commitment, then you have mine in spades. My eternal company. My blood, sweat, and tears.”
“You can’t just abandon your life,” I sniffled.
“You’re right, I can’t just abandon it. But I’ll return to you after I take care of some things. I promise.”
And there it was. He’d confirmed what I already knew. He had unfinished business, and that would always be the case. Theo was a man driven by guilt and ambition, and there was nothing I could do to change that. It was deep within the core of his being.
“Theo?”
“Yeah, Viv?”
“Can you put both your cocks inside of me? I want to sleep holding as much of you as possible.”
He blinked. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I smiled. “I think I’d feel better if you did.”
The physical discomfort would be a welcome distraction. Maybe if something tore, it would be my own scar to remember him by.
He was silent, but I could see in his eyes he wanted it just as much as I did. I spread my thighs wider in invitation. He pulled out one cock and slipped the other in its place. At first I thought that was a clear “no” to the idea, but then he withdrew and rolled the sheath of black vines back up to just below his heads, wrapping himself into a single unit.
“You were made for me, Little Goddess,” he rumbled as he nudged his combined tips into me. “Hold tight and feel all of what’s yours.”
I clung to Theo’s neck and whimpered as he pushed forward. There was resistance. There was discomfort. There was ache.It was cathartic. And then, when the initial intrusion had passed, there was the divine feeling of every one of those pulsing black ridges stroking my insides.
“Keep breathing for me. Relax and let me inside of what’s mine.”
I exhaled on command, my body loosening just enough for a final push to pull him inside of me. I knew I was supposed to tell him how much I liked it, but I couldn’t find words anymore. Instead, I buried my damp cheeks into the crook of his shoulder. His chest rumbled like thunder as he returned my embrace.
I was going to make sure he stayed there until the moment we had to say goodbye.
Theo
“Dad? What’s happening? Dad, I’m scared.”
I gripped the wheel tighter as I sped down the never-ending road due North. The voice of a ghost echoing in my head. Only it wasn’t a ghost. They were very much alive.
Seeing that child, a near replica of the one haunting me, in front of Ida’s house had convinced me I needed to handle my unfinished business before I could move forward with the rest of my life. Otherwise I don’t think I would’ve had the strength to leave Vivian yesterday morning. Of all seven species, of all the ages, of all the colors that an Arielna could be… it felt like cruel fate. A message from the gods I was just as happy to ignore now that I’d found a new idol. But I couldn’t ignore it, I knew this loose end would torment me. Just one more act of redemption. One final attempt at closing that chapter of my life before I started my new one with Vivian.
My wheels seemed to be spinning in place. The scenery never changed. Althoughmaybethe bare winter trees were getting smaller and sparser very,verygradually. I thought about turning around more than once. But I couldn’t.
This trip wouldn’t only lessen my guilt, I would be using it as an opportunity to set us up for success in Cyciciah. I could turn my burden into strength. I had a plan.
Once the roads turned from dirt to gravel, I knew I was getting close. G.P.O.’s headquarters were on the southern edge of Virylan, in the most unassuming abandoned barn you’d ever see. I could still remember the first time I’d been brought here. Twenty years old, ready to make a difference in the world for a pretty paycheck. What more could a young male ask for?
