Page 63 of Anorthic Anarchy

With every brush of his thigh against mine, my breathing halts. The intensity of his gaze on the pages in front of him is unbreakable. Until I see his lashes lower as he steals a glance in my direction. Instead of the somber expression he usually wears when playing, he’s filled with brevity that travels across the tiny space between our bodies. The tension is so palpable, a droplet of sweat forms on my brow.

The flames of the fire create shadows in the deep recesses of his cut cheeks as his fingers pause against the ivory keys. Lust hovers over his heavy lids as he gazes at my face while my heart pounds within the silence. It’s almost deafening.

He reaches over and grabs me around the waist to set me on the top keyboard. A horrific discordant noise travels up the pipes and across the painted ceiling when my butt clamors against it. With a firm grip on my neck, he lifts my chin to meethis incessant kiss. It’s as passionate as the tones he plays, as enslaving as the bass rippling through the copper tubes rising above us. My palms press into his chest, gripping his wool sweater while at the same time pushing him away just so I can breathe.

Placing his forehead to mine, he moans into my open mouth. “You’re maddening. I can’t get enough of you. I want to consume you until you live inside me.” His words don’t produce the fear they once did. As much as he wants to be one with me, I know he’s already dug himself deep enough where I can’t cut him out. And now I know…I don’t want to.

Between panting puffs of air, his deft digits work the buttons on my jeans as he groans. “Fuck. No more trousers for you, angel. They only slow me down.” With a deep growl of frustration, he practically rips them down my legs, every shift of my body creating more cacophonous chords. The sound adds to the growing need between my legs.

I tug him closer with my fingers hooked in his trouser loops, then fumble to get his zipper down. He’s ahead of me, already pulling out his firm cock. In a flash, he grips under my knees and slides me closer, thrusting himself inside. With anguish, his lips find my neck and suck until I cry out from the pain mingling with relief. The discordant noises are as loud as my scream of his name. His sweeping tongue quickly transforms the ache into pleasure. Releasing my legs, I wrap them around his waist. My heels dig into his firm buttocks as I bring him even closer.

His fingers collapse on the keys on either side of me as he creates music that resounds with the song our bodies make as they slam against each other. He plays the notes as well as my body. While his attention is focused on where we combine, I tuck a finger under his chin and lift it so I can get those gray eyes to seeme. The narrowing of his gaze on my face makes my pulse skyrocket, tears of pleasure leaking from the corners of mysquinted lids. His warm, wet tongue gathers one up, licking my cheek, then ending his suck with a precious kiss.

There was that time just after Amalthea’s visit that I felt so attached to him. Like the fear of him not being inside of me caused me to want him desperately. I couldn’t get enough of him. It was intense. But this time is different.

Is this what making love feels like?

The waves of his hips peak into the crest of mine, and with every crash our chests join. Thundering beats resonate through his ribs, seizing the air from my lungs.

Music halts when he lifts his hands up to cup my cheeks as he places his damp forehead against mine and whispers, “You’re mine. All mine. Say it as you come for me, angel.”

A cry wrenches from deep within my core as pleasure seizes through my nerves, the sensation spreading all the way down to my toes. “I’m yours!”

His lips twist with mine, cutting off the wail I release like a torment of wanton bliss. I swallow his guttural groan as he comes inside of me. The pulses of my rapture ebb like the staccato tones seeping out of the pipes while his arms wrap tighter around my waist. With unbridled strength, he lifts me to plunge deeper inside. My nails dig into the back of his shoulders as I hang from his body like I’m an extension of him.

Like we’re one.

There’s a shift in the atmosphere as we gaze at each other until the flecks of gold in his gray eyes swirl with emotion. Despite knowing very well all the things our bodies just spoke to one another, I remain silent. Even when he says, “I love you.”

Only, this time, I want to say it back.

Chapter 25

Strauss

We make love every morning, noon, and night. For weeks, I stuff her little cunt with my seed in hopes that something takes hold.

I’ve never slept as well as I have with my angel in my arms until one night. On this particular one, she awakens to pee three times, and on the last trip, I get up with her. Crouching underneath the cabinet near the sink, I pull out a box and stand it on top. When she finishes, her eyes scan the words on it until she gasps.

“I’m sorry. Did I wake you?”

Tapping on the cardboard, I nod at her. “Precious angel. I think you need to take this.”

Her eyes widen as she beholds the package. “It’s only been two months… D-do you really think I should?”

“Look at me.” She does with a bit of a quiver to her bottom lip. Rushing to her side, I gather her in my arms and squeeze. “Where is the fear coming from? That it would be positive or negative?”

As she raises her chin, she gazes at me with all seriousness. “Negative. I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it if it is.”

“Then I will.I’llhandle it.”

Plush pink lips part as she inhales deeply. I let her go only so she can perform the pregnancy test and wait with her in silence. She fits perfectly between my thighs as we rest against the bathroom wall, slumped on the floor together. My phone ticks down the counter time and her little back muscles twitch with every minute that passes.

Pressing my mouth against the back of her head, I murmur, “Not yet.”

Finally, it goes off, and all her anxieties heighten as she trembles in my hold. “Baby, listen. It’s positive. Iknowit is.”

“How do you know?” Tears fill her eyes as she swivels around to look at me.

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