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The orgasm built and she opened up for it, letting the motion of his body drive the moment. He went even faster, grunting now, all man, all hard muscle and stiff cock as he pushed toward his release as well. His fingers pinched one of her wing-locks and for some reason, that brought the ecstasy flowing.
She cried out, all her attention fixed on the feel of the sweet, intense pleasure that began to release between her legs, rippling through her. At the same time, her wing-locks swelled and before she knew what was happening her wings-released, carrying her orgasm up through her abdomen and chest, flooding her heart with unbearable pleasure. She screamed her ecstasy.
She felt Duncan’s hand between her wings, pressing her down in the middle of her back, keeping her grounded.
When he began to roar as he, too, released, all the sensations coalesced in yet another firestorm of pleasure that kept on rolling.
Shivers raced once more over her body. As her wings beat just at the tips, sensation upon sensation flowed up her back then down, gripping her between her legs. Wave after wave of pleasure rocked through her.
Finally, Duncan’s thrusts began to slow and the intense cresting of passion gentled down. She grew very still, her wings resting to either side of her body. Her mind felt clouded and beautiful, her body finally satisfied and at ease. Still on hands and knees with Duncan connected from behind, she smiled. A feeling of peace descended over her like a warm blanket.
She knew Duncan had mounted his wings as well because a gentle breeze moved all around her.
Rachel, floated through her head. I love you.
I love you, too. She’d never doubted Duncan’s love for her, only his ability to be in a relationship with her.
Right now however, she refused to get bogged down in any of their past issues. Instead, she focused on how wonderful she felt. Even her breasts didn’t hurt nearly as much, which made her wonder if the lack of sex had contributed to their fiery ache.
After a moment, she drew in her wings and glanced back to watch Duncan’s wafting in a slow, gentle rhythm.
She smiled. “My arms are about ready to give way.”
He caressed her back with one hand. “Let me draw in my wings. I want to stay with you.”
She knew what he meant. He didn’t want to lose their intimate connection.
She nodded, her arms trembling. She could feel the movement of Duncan retracting his wings.
“All done,” he whispered. “You can let go.”
When Duncan surrounded her hips and abdomen with one arm, she lowered herself slowly. He stayed with her, keeping his cock buried deep. It would have been easy to glide out, but he’d always enjoyed staying inside her, something she’d loved about him.
When she stretched out her arms, he spread his on top of hers, as though they were flying together. Tears bit her eyes. She was so grateful to have had the release she’d needed, but her heart already ached, knowing the close connection couldn’t last.
The viper living inside of Duncan would strike again soon.
CHAPTER FOUR
The future smiles
When the vision arrives on a swift-moving stream.
Collected Proverbs, by Beatrice of Fourth
Duncan’s veins flowed with Rachel’s blood; he was still connected to her, and he’d taken care of her needs. For this brief moment, the world spun though the universe on exactly the right course. He even breathed more easily.
The terrible serpent, living in his gut, swam steadily but remained below the surface of the waters. He couldn’t promise Rachel anything and she knew it. She didn’t pressure him, either. But the lack of pressure carried its own force, pushing him to do better, though causing him to feel guilty when he didn’t live up to expectations.
In a small way, his relationship with Rachel had changed. She no longer fought against him when he retreated. And he’d made an effort to help her understand what it was like for him, the devouring nature of the feelings that lived inside him, preventing him from moving forward.
Yet somehow, this morning he’d overcome the pain enough to do what needed to be done.
When he felt Rachel drifting off to sleep, he gently pulled out, tucked some tissues between her legs and covered her up. He knew she was exhausted.
She mumbled her thanks, even gripping his hand and kissing his fingers.
His heart pulled into a knot as he stared down at her. He didn’t withdraw until the grip on his hand grew lax, her breathing evened out, and he knew she was falling asleep.
