Page 81 of Cheating Fate

I cupped the back of his head to hold him in place, sighs of pleasure tumbling out of me. As he moved to tend to my other nipple, he also shifted to his side, partially lying next to me. With his mouth still latched on to my breast, Gavin slipped his hand down my stomach. It swerved slightly to the left to tease the markings on my side. My body jerked in response, and my stomach quivered as a jolt of pleasure coursed through me. More moisture instantly pooled between my thighs, and my inner walls constricted with anticipation.

His fingers traced a path the length of my markings, all the way to my thighs, wresting a string of strangled moans from me. They then glided towards my pelvis and boldly dove between my thighs. I spread my legs wider as his hand cupped my sex, rubbing it a couple of times before two of his fingers teased my slit. He purred with approval at finding me already embarrassingly wet. I panted, my grip tightening in his hair as he dipped two fingers inside of me. As they moved in and out of me, his thumb teased all around my engorged little nub, but deliberately avoided it, driving me insane. He took his sweet time, prolonging this exquisite torture while stretching me.

He abandoned my breasts to pepper fluttering kisses down my stomach. The fingers of his free hand gently raked the markings the length of my thighs. I shouted, and my back arched off the bed. A bolt of lust and ecstasy exploded in the pit of my stomach, radiating outward as pleasure swiftly built.

Gavin crouched between my legs and finally acknowledged my throbbing clit with a single lick. Gharah smite me, but it was all it took for me to go off like a rocket. I cried out as my orgasm crashed over me. The wretched male chuckled smugly before sucking on my little nub and circling it with his tongue.

He never gave me a chance to fully come back down. My hips gyrated with a will of their own as he accelerated the movement of his fingers making love to me. Between his mouth worshipping my clit, his fingers inside of me, and his fiendish caresses on my markings, my pleasure built again at mind-boggling speed. My body seized as I cried out his name. Through my lust-addled haze, I vaguely realized that I was fisting his hair with brutal force. I tried to will my hands to loosen their grip, but I was too busy writhing in the throes of passion. He relentlessly pursued his ministrations, keeping me flying high for a while longer.

At last, he took mercy on me. I felt dizzy as he pulled his fingers out of me. Gavin licked off my essence, his golden eyes locked on me with a predatory possessiveness that had my stomach quivering and my toes curling. He crawled back on top of me, kissing my breasts along the way as he knew how sensitive they were. As he settled between my legs, I slipped a hand between us to grab his cock and align it with my opening.

“I love you,” he whispered, his eyes locked with mine.

The adoration in his eyes and in his voice struck me straight in the heart. Tears pricked my eyes as I melted for this male, my perfect partner, my soulmate.

“I love you, too, Gavin, body and soul,” I whispered back.

He kissed me again as he slowly pushed himself in. I spread my legs wider to ease his penetration, my palms gently running up and down the tense muscles of his back. They screamed loudly of his efforts to control his movements instead of giving in to the burning need of unleashing his passion. Gavin always put my safety and welfare above all else.

Despite how often we played naughty together, his initial penetration still required a great deal of patience as he rocked in and out of me. In between two kisses, my mate whispered soothing words of love and encouragement in my ears. He also caressed my markings to drown any discomfort in the intense pleasure they procured me until he was fully sheathed.

Gavin remained still, giving me time to adjust to him. This time, it was my turn to distract him from the strain of holding back with soothing words and touches. And then, my body loudly signaled it was ready as my inner walls began to throb with impatience around his cock. My hands glided down his back to settle on his behind, and I gripped his cheeks firmly, pressing my pelvis upward towards his.

He got the message and gladly complied.

My mate started moving carefully with his usual attentiveness to my responses for any sign of discomfort. He gradually picked up the pace, his moans and grunts filling my ears and fanning the fire inside of me. Great Goddess! He felt so incredibly good inside me, his thick cock infallibly rubbing my sensitive bundle of nerves both on the way in and out. Each stroke sent lightning sparks up my spine.

Coils of pleasure swirled through me, building in an overwhelming crescendo that would soon tear me asunder. The sound of our labored breathing and sighs of bliss filled the room. The burning feel of his skin against mine only heightened the inferno raging inside me, and which threatened to consume from within.

As he increasingly lost his battle against bliss, Gavin started taking me harder, deeper, faster. I writhed beneath him, unintelligible words rising from my throat in between voluptuous moans as nearly unbearable pleasure engulfed me. Gavin slipped a hand under my right thigh, just above the knee, and opened me wider. A fiery bolt of fear and anticipation exploded in my nether region knowing what would follow.

My mate started pounding into me with nearly savage fury. I cried out from the exquisite torture. I wanted more, needed more, even as I feared my body and soul would fracture from this untethered maelstrom of sensations. Just as I was nearing the edge of bliss again, Gavin fisted my hair on my nape and yanked my head back, exposing my neck. He bit my markings just hard enough to sting.

A blinding light exploded before my eyes, and I threw my head even further back with a feral guttural sound. For half a beat, I wondered if my soul had been knocked right out of my body as I tumbled into the endless void of ecstasy. In the distance, I heard Gavin roar his own release. His seed shout out in powerful spurts, filling me to the brim as he continued to fuck me raw. Between two thrusts, he ground his pelvis against mine, massaging my clit in the process, keeping me flying high on the wings of bliss.

I barely realized when he collapsed on top of me. I loved the feeling of being crushed by him, trapped under his massive body with his cock still buried deep inside of me. It was the helplessness combined with the complete trust in him always keeping me safe that made it such a wonderful sensation. As was his wont, Gavin swiftly rolled us over so that I would lay atop him.

My head resting on his chest, his muscular arms holding me with the possessiveness I loved, I listened to the erratic pounding of his back as our breathing settled down. After a moment, I groggily lifted my head to look at him with a languid expression mixed with mischief.

“Well, as your healer, I can confirm that your stamina is impeccable,” I half-slurred.

He burst out laughing.

After docking our frigate at Dantor’s orbital space station, we hopped onto a shuttle to complete the trip. We began our descent through the atmosphere of Dantor a little after 1:00 PM. The blue planet was a marvel to behold. It often felt as if the land had adapted itself to its winged inhabitants. Soaring mountains and peaks delineated the various regions of the planet. Large valleys and luxuriant forests surrounded them, with many cities and villages scattered in their midst.

But the floating mountains constituted the main attraction. You could only reach them by flying, whether with your own wings, riding a flying mount, or with a shuttle. Although extremely natural-looking, those floating islands were actually stationary vessels. The engineers specifically designed them in a way to allow vegetation to grow all around the hull, creating the illusion that a sizable chunk of land levitating off the ground.

According to rumors, the natural floating islands of Dramnak inspired the Dantorians to create their own artificial ones. Very few people had ever set foot on the primitive planet located in the Northern Quadrant. The draconic species named Derakeens apparently had the power to open portals through space and dimensions. None of us could set foot on that world as the Northern and Southern Quadrants were forbidden sectors of the galaxy. However, with Earth sitting on the border between the Northern and Western Quadrants, humans were the only species allowed to venture there.

Here, the Dantorians had erected official buildings on the flat surfaces of their floating islands. Like the Derakeens, the higher the location of an island, the more important its occupants sat in the social and political hierarchy.

And we were heading for the highest of them all.

The Divine Basilica of Fallhaven truly embodied everything a palace in the sky should be. Its ivory-white stone walls seemed to glow under the light of the sun, as did the glass dome covering the round central building. Eight onion-domed towers framed the rectangular annexes on each side of the circular main body. Six minarets split in rows of three flanked the large reflecting pool at its feet. Perfectly manicured landscapes and lavish gardens surrounded the holy place.

To the right of the Basilica, another imposing building housed the Dantorian Parliament. Rectangular-shaped, with a single domed tower, it boasted the same gleaming ivory-white stones. Tall arched columns sustained the inclined roof covering the immense terrace at the entrance. A majestic fountain topped by the statue of a winged female reaching for the sky graced the front lawn.

Reyes completed our descent towards one of the two huge landing pads located on each end of the island. He settled on the left one, near the Basilica, where an impressive greeting party awaited us.