Her pleasure.
His pleasure.
Ours.One. The same.
He closes his eyes against the tide of sensation, basking in the way her voice breaks on a sharp cry of ecstasy.
Weare as twin cups. One pouring into the next without borders, without end. One filling and the other being filled—without walls or boundaries.
“Kail…you feel like…light…”
He buries his face against her chest, inhaling her scent. Letting it wrap around him just like the walls of her body, her heart, her soul. But being inside her isn’t enough. He wants to take them higher, to sharpen the burn, to prime the ache for the inevitable cataclysm to follow.
And so, he sets a pace, sliding into her, then drawing back. Tilting her hips, angling her so he can reach the deepest parts. So he can forget they’d ever been separate at all.
She clings to him, shaking, calling his name.
Every cry shatters yet another wall, another thing that marksUsas separate entities. Soon, each of his thrusts is a moan, a wave of pleasure, a prism bending the shape of his very soul to what defined hers.
“So soft—so sweet—taking all of me—you feel like fate—like you were made to bring me to my knees—”
He pushes her hands above her head,Ourfingers weaving together.
My Kail…
….my Auryn.
Can’t…can’t…I’m going to fall…
“Then fall,” he beckons, his voice low and fraying,“shatter for me—my Auryn...mine… mine.”
Mine to protect.
Mine to cherish.
Mine to worship.
Her body tightens around him, back arching, and the Bond—the Bond shatterswithUs.
Withrecognition.
Withhome.
Kailorien experiences every tingle, every throb, everything—feeling her climax in his own body. Her pulse around his length, her cry in his throat, her pleasure detonating through his spine as if he’s the one unraveling.
And then heis.
His hands fist the furs beside her, his mouth falling open on a ragged, feral sound as he thrusts one last time, buried to the hilt.
Andcomes.
Comes like a storm breaking against the cliffs. Like a warrior laying down arms after a thousand years of war. Her name tears from him—his Auryn—as light flares between their bodies. Runes ignite once again across his skin, acrosshers, casting patterns on the walls like a time ravaged starmap—long forgotten and now found, at last.
He feels everything.
Her release.
Her love.
