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“Dammit, Lia. What are you doing here? It’s too dangerous for you to be near me now.”
His tormented voice tore at my heart. I pressed my hands against his arms and sent healing magic into him; the deep wounds on his skin faded within seconds.
“I’m here to help you, Bastian.”
He shook his head in despair. “You can’t help me, Lia. Not like that.” He stepped away and turned his back on me, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“I know,” I said softly. “But there is another way.”
Walking up behind him, I embraced Bastian and laid my cheek against his back.
His body tensed up in reaction and he warned me, “Don’t do this, Lia. You wouldn’t touch me if you knew what was going through my mind. Being close just intensifies all these desires inside me, and I don’t want to hurt you.”
I brushed a kiss against his skin before speaking, “You won’t hurt me. If anything, you should be worried about me hurting you.”
That remark shocked him and before he could respond, I pushed him onto the bed and he turned to face me. My fingers trembled with excitement as I reached behind to unzip my gown, my heart pounding. The fabric slipped off my body, and I shimmied out of it, revealing a black lacy bra and panties.
Bastian’s gaze moved hungrily over me, pupils dilating, and the heat surged between us. I crawled onto the bed, straddling his waist, and my hair cascaded down around us. His hands moved over me, his gaze drinking me in as I pressed against him, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside me.
“Make love to me, Bastian,” I whispered.
A feral growl escaped his lips as he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer. His lips found mine in a scorching kiss, and his hands cupped my face possessively.
His voice rasped against my lips, “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes,” I breathed, rocking against him. “Take me.”
He pushed me onto the soft mattress and moved quickly to tear off his pants while I scrambled to remove my bra and underwear. His naked body hovered over mine, giving me a glimpse of his toned stomach and strong arms as he pinned me down. I felt his hot breath tickle my legs as he trailed his tongue up my body to my breasts, licking and sucking each one gently before taking one of my nipples in his mouth and biting down. I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me, and some of the tension left my body as I arched into him.
He pulled away from me slightly and spoke softly, “I wish you knew how many nights I dreamed of this, of having you in my bed.”
Taking his face in my hands, I kissed his lips fervently. “You’re not the only one.”
Bastian had my body pinned beneath his as he slowly slid inside me. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, a warmth that penetrated my core. His hardness filled me, both exciting and soothing at the same time. We locked eyes for an eternity as he carefully moved within me.
He grabbed his cock with one hand, and I watched as he slowly moved it in and out of me. His gentle movements sent waves of pleasure through my body, and I was overcome with a deep longing, a desire to have him take me to the edge and beyond. The sensations he was eliciting within me were unbearable, and I wanted nothing more than for him to ravish me with passion, yet every time he seemed about to let go, his self-control would take over, and he'd force himself to pull back and move with tenderness.
The sensations kept building until I felt like I was going to burst. And then, as if sensing my need, he suddenly thrust deep inside me, and I felt myself unraveling in pleasure. He drove into me with abandon, and I held on tight, my body trembling with the force of his thrusts.
Closing my eyes, I trailed my fingers up his back and down his arms, loving how his muscles flexed and tightened under my touch. I felt safe in his arms, protected. His warm breath tickled my skin as he kissed his way up my neck and over my cheek to my lips. Then, with his hands on both sides of my face, he held me firm and kissed me harder and deeper with each thrust between my legs. Finally, my orgasm slowly began to build, even more so when Bastian lowered a hand to my breast and squeezed, massaging it hard. It felt good with him pinching my nipples—the pleasure and pain of it sent shock waves down below.
Bastian pushed deeper inside of me, holding me tight. He was making love to me, slow and gentle, and I didn’t want it to end.
“Is the pain lessening?” I asked, my words coming out as a whisper.
As he moved deeper within me, Bastian lifted his head and kissed my lips. “Yes. I feel nothing but you.”
Tears fell from my eyes and he wiped them away, speeding up his thrusts. I wrapped my legs around him, pushed my hips against him, then arched my back when he lowered his lips to capture my nipples. The harder he sucked, the closer I came to an orgasm.
“Bastian,” I moaned, clutching his hair with my fingers.
He fisted his hands in my hair and tugged tightly as he increased the rhythm of his thrusts until my body felt like it was bursting into little pieces with pleasure. Then, digging my nails into his back, I screamed in delight as Bastian growled in my ear and pulsed inside me.
After a few moments of heavy breathing, he kissed me softly and rolled us over so I was sitting atop him. He was still erect inside me, and by the expression on his face, it was clear that he wanted more.
“I don’t think I’m done with you yet,” he said, smirking.
It was nice seeing him smile again. The Bastian I knew and loved was back. If making love to him was the way to heal him, I would gladly give him what he needed. I rolled my hips, loving the feel of him inside of me.
