Page 105 of Court of Aether and Shadows

Seeking pleasure in her dreams had aided just a bit, but this sensation, in reality, is far stronger and enriched with relief. My senses feel alive, as I fight for breath and need to keep still as my cock continues to twitch and shoot out an endless flow of cum into her.

I’m not worried about impregnating her, especially when she’s yet to adapt to our world, but I’d allowed my shadows to wrap a film of protection around my cock prior, just out of respect for her peace of mind.

“That…” Sparrow begins to breathe, but it takes her some time to gather her thoughts. “Better than monster prince sex.”

“Monster prince sex?” I’m amused already.

“I thought, in the beginning, you were some monster prince or King of some shadow lands and enjoyed fucking for shits and giggles.”

“Shits and giggles,” I tease the combination, watching how she opens her drooping eyes to look at me with a taunting gaze.

“When you say it like that, it sounds like a diabolical mastermind waiting to happen.”

“If I put more emphasis, maybe,” I assure her, but I’m already taking in her glistening body and how amazing she looks. How her locks cling to her drenched face. Those perky breasts of hers are flushed and those nipples hard as ever. It takes me a moment to realize a few incantations had come to the surface of her flesh, leaving me intrigued but they’re already too faded to try and decipher them.

Either way, I’m already buzzing to go again, and she must feel how my cock already twitches impatiently.

“You need to give the mundane a second,” she breathes, making me chuckle deeply while I lightly trail my fingers along her front side — along the lines of her abs, leading between her breasts, all the way until my fingers are lightly wrapping around her neck, almost possessively.

I see the flame that kindles at my possessive move, and she can’t hide the spike of lust that forms in her dilated pupils.

“Yes, my little Starlight. I’ll wait as long as you need me, too,” I assure her and can’t help but sink a bit deeper into her, having not pulled out, even after we came.

She moans heavily before she’s trailing her tongue along her bottom lip.

“Lord Aetheron,” she grunts.

“Hmm?” I can see those sparks of defiance already dying.

“Fuck me all over again.”

I can’t even try to fight the smile dawning upon my lips as I tighten my grip around her throat so I can give her a kiss that steals the air out of her. The threads of starlight slap at my fingers, making me chuckle because the counterattack of her element is so weak, it’s clear she’s not even trying to swat me away.

In fact, she enjoys all of this possessive madness.

Laying a peck on her lips once more, I place my forehead against hers. She seemed confused at first, but her body relaxed at the touch — realizing that this was my way of giving her a moment of peace to regroup before we jumped through that cycle of pleasurable madness all over again.

Dwelling in our moment for a minute more was enough for us to pull back and share a look of consensus. My smile further spreads, as my shadows flicker in spiked excitement, ready for another humming dance of power.

Round two of many to come…

“As you wish, little bird.”

Morning In A New World

~SPARROW~

I awoke to warmth and shadows, both wrapping around me like the finest silk.

The first light of the Twilight Court's eternal dusk filtered through the high windows, creating patterns of light and dark that danced across the bed.

Aetheron's arms held me close, his body curled protectively around mine as if even in sleep he couldn't bear the thought of separation — of me slipping away and returning to the world I left behind.

To think I should have been waking in that tiny cot, expected to do more research on my circumstances or summoned for another sort of mission from Vincent to prove my “worth”. Then again, who knows what would have happened at the Underground after the betrayal with Marco?

He could have slandered my name so if I returned, I wouldn’t have the questionable stability of the Underground to back me up until I found a “normal” job to exist in that society. The idea of returning makes me push it all away.

I don’t want to go back…not after last night. Not after experiencing a glimpse of this world…

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