Page 33 of A Love of Wrath and Rapture

My other hand finds its way behind her head again, holding onto fistfuls of hair as I claim her mouth once more in a passionate kiss that feels like an extension of our lovemaking. My tongue tangles with hers desperately while my hips thrust into hers without mercy—each motion sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body and into hers.

Her breath comes out in pants and moans now, harsh and needy.

Her gasps and moans echo around the cavernous space, filling it with a primal melody that matches the pounding of our hearts. Her body shivers and quakes beneath me as I plunge deeper into her depths, each long stroke sending tremors through her lithe form.

Her skin glistens with sweat under the soft light emanating from my palms, her breasts pressing against my chest with every breath she takes. My fingers dig into her hips bone-deep, pulling her closer to me as we become one in this wild dance of desire.

The flicker of her tongue against mine is feverish as our lips lock in a steamy kiss that tastes of love and lust intertwined.

She meets my thrusts with her own. Her moans grow louder, more desperate for release as we move faster and harder against one another. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes off the cold stone walls around us.

She feels so damn good wrapped around me, tight yet accommodating every move I make, meeting me thrust for thrust with an equal measure of fervor.

I can feel my climax building inside of her, the pressure mounting with every thrust. Her pussy squeezes me so tightly, swallowing me whole as if she were made for no other cock but mine. Every inch of my length is met with a sensation akin to coming home. I growl against her lips, a low rumble that vibrates against hers as she sucks on my tongue and moans deep in the back of her throat.

Our hips slap together in silence that echoes through the cave. Her small fingers dig into my shoulders, leaving bruises that only serve to remind me this is real—she's there—but I barely register the pain as I lose myself in the ecstasy before us.

Finally, with a feral snarl, I give in to the inevitable. With a final thrust, I come with a mighty roar that ricochets off the cave walls, filling the space with the sound of our passion. My release pulses deep inside her as she wraps her legs tighter around me, her walls milking my cock with each pulse.

My body shudders violently as I release myself into her, feeling every inch of her welcoming heat around me. With a groan, I pump my seed deep inside her one final time before collapsing on her trembling form.

15

EVANGELINE

What did I just do?

My mind replays the tumultuous events of the past several days. I know that my judgment can’t be sound because of how much I’ve gone through. I couldn’t have been thinking clearly to have fallen into his clutches.

Perhaps he’s offered me a kindness. Perhaps he’s pledging his loyalty to me because I accidentally freed him.

But he’s still a monster.

I grasp his cold form tighter, feeling his sleek onyx black skin. In the darkness of this cavern, he is almost invisible to me, concealed among the shadows.

But I can still feel him.

His body radiates warmth. His heartbeat is almost identical to mine. I can feel it throbbing against his chest.

I know that blood pulses through him just as it does for me.

And I know that I should be comforted by that. Maybe we’re not the same species, but we can still have a conversation. He’s sentient like me, even if he can’t possibly understand the world of a human.

He rolls over in his sleep, and I wonder how something so cold as the stone floor could be so comforting. It cushions my back, bringing me a sense of calmness.

I’ve been waiting a while to wake up from this nightmare, I think. When will it ever end?

Still, I remember Kraven’s crazed grimace and his rotting smile. I remember fearing for my life as I ran, so exhausted that my lungs burnt.

And in that brief moment, it’s almost as if I’m reliving everything. My heart races, and I struggle to breathe. I just want to stop my brain before it drags me further back, away from the safety of this cave.

I sit up from our makeshift bed, looking out at the cavern entrance. In the distance, I see trickles of morning snow falling onto the ground. I see white-covered pine trees filling the horizon, lining mountains and valleys.

As I’m struggling to compose myself and breathe normally, I have to admit that remaining safe here, away from the danger, the wilderness is quite beautiful.

Xeros drained his blood with ease and without a single thought. He’s a killer. Of that, I can be certain.

But he did it for me. Regardless of how violent it was, I know that he was defending me.

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