Page 51 of Echoes of Eternity

I swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling in my chest. “What if something gets in the way? What if you can’t find me,” I choked, the fear gripping my heart. It was rude of life to throw this at me. To finally offer me love only to threaten to take it away again with uncertainty.

He shook his head, determination etching his features. “Our bond transcends the physical realm and grows stronger each time we come together.”

I let out a laugh, despite the tears finally understanding all of Noboru’s moves.

“Is that why you can’t keep your hands off me? Is that the true reason for your marathon sexcapades?”

Clever bird.

He nuzzled the crook of my neck, letting out a satisfied sigh that curled my toes.

True to my promise, I pushed the negative thoughts aside and climbed onto his lap, pressing his hand against my breast through the fabric of my shirt.

His magnificent wings closed around us like a blanket from the heavens, cocooning us from the world.

His eyes flickered like flames of desire, darkening with need as he trailed his beak across the slope of my shoulder. I tilted my head back to give him better access, wrapping my arms around his head, cradling him against me.

Clad in just my panties and a shirt, I rubbed my hips against his hard cock, teasing him.

“I don’t deserve you, Mae,” he choked out. I placed a chaste kiss on his cheek. “I never truly understood the depth of love, until I experienced the agony of loss.”

I kissed him again, pressing my forehead to his. “It’s the balance of life, isn’t it? Life and death. But now that we’re here, let us focus on living, Noboru.”

There was no resistance when I pushed him down to his back, watching the way his muscles bunched beneath my hands while I ran them lower, across the planes of his torso.

I crawled down his body and placed a kiss on his hip, stroking his cock, twisting my wrist toward the crown.

His mouth parted as he watched me with fascination and I wondered if he had ever experienced fellatio with my past self. With a wicked smile, I ran my tongue along the side of his shaft, feeling the inhuman ridges that twirled up the side. His cock pulsed when I reached the head, swallowing it down toward my throat.

I bobbed my head slowly, watching his reaction. His eyes widened as if realizing I held much more power than he could ever imagine, over him. He caressed my face in worship while I teased his cock with my tongue and mouth, suctioning the crown ofhis head where he gave me the most reaction to my ministrations.

“There’s divination in your mouth, Mae. The spell you’ve cast over me has seeped into my very marrow. This power you wield…” He groaned when I made another pass across his crown before releasing him with my mouth and trailing my tongue across his slit, tasting hints of his pre-release.

Flipping my hair, I arched my back and slid my panties off before making a slow show of removing my shirt for his viewing pleasure.

His hands stretched out, unable to resist touching my skin, immediately latching on to my hips with a firm grip, dragging me across his cock until it was positioned perfectly along the seam of my pussy.

“You seem eager, big guy,” I teased, leaning down and nipping at his clavicle.

He growled, wanting to flip us over, unable to restrain himself but I cupped his cheek and shook my head.

“No. I’ve been thinking about this all day,” I admitted with a smirk, undulating my hips against his crotch, enjoying the way the ridges played against my sensitive spots, the way my arousal coated his skin.

“My punishment has been served, Mae. Do not torture me like this,” he gritted out.

“Maybe I’m still mad at you about a few things,” I breathed against him, continuing the slow dance of my hips.

“My intentions were never to make you mad at me. Ionly wished to worship you the way you deserved. To worship you as the goddess you truly are.”

My cheeks flamed at his declaration. He knew exactly what he was doing to me and he wielded his words like the fiery sword he carried… like the fiery sword between his legs trying to pierce me.

“Do you like the way I feel, Noboru? Do you enjoy how much you torture me? Making me wet you like this in anticipation of you tearing me in two?” I panted.

His fingers dug into my hips to the point of pain, but held himself back with an otherworldly restraint.

Without another word, I sat up and impaled myself on his cock to the hilt with a gasp, watching us both squirm as my body was forced to adjust itself to his size from this angle. The bite of pain and tease of pleasure was something I always enjoyed… something Noboru knew very well.

I dug my own claws into his chest before beginning a harsh pace, slapping our bodies together with vigor. His wings expanded beneath us, the color of blood, reminding me that as much as he expressed his divination, I knew all too well what kind of demon he could be in bed.

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