Page 101 of Scars and Burns

With that I am undone.

I barrel my face into hers once more. Bringing both of us to the ground. My body consumes her as I lay on top. Grinding myself against her.

I’d like to say I could stop but I can’t. But why would I when she is matching my movements. Rubbing herself against me.

Her legs are still wrapped around my waist. My lips leave hers. I kiss her cheek, down her neck to her collarbone. She tilts her head up and to the side giving me better access.

She’s already managed to untuck my shirt. Her hands find purchaseon my torso. Rubbing and caressing my defined body.

I would pull away from her touching my burned skin, but something about her touch is so calming now.

So soothing.

My shirt is off at this point. The icy sensation of her touch brings me ecstasy.

I’d be more concerned if my Goddess mark was not concealed. Estelle, Aemond’s wife, taught me how to alter my appearance. The way she does. Changing my skin. I could manipulate my features to not expose my Father’s torture but those grooves feed my vengeance. The only part of my skin that I hide is my Goddess mark. No one but my Father and Aemond have seen it. And with the way things are progressing with Dinalia, I’m glad for it. She doesn’t need to know. That would complicate things beyond compare.

I’m just about to undo her corset enough to kiss her Goddess mark when we freeze.

Hearing something rustling in the trees around us.

We could easily take whatever it is.

Individually, but together our fighting abilities and magic would be unparalleled.

We turn our heads in the direction of the noise. Our bodies still pressed against one another.

I’m about to push off of her when I feel her pull me closer with her arms and legs. Barely, but I feel it still.

My heart explodes. She doesn’t want me to go just as much as I want to stay. I lean ever so slightly into her again. Reassuring I am not going anywhere and we will face whatever it is together.

The creature emerges from the tree line. We jump to our feet. Scrambling to gather ourselves again.

It’s a shadow demon. Brought out of hiding by my Father who is sewing darkness back into the earth.

These demons are not our friends. On the journey here we did not encounter any unsavory creatures. Reasons being they sense our dark magic is one in the same as theirs but also my power is a threat to them. Most will not take me on unless they are in a pack.

However, this particular demon holds no such fear. They are the very same demons that threaten to drown the world into chaos before the Triple Goddess unleashed her magic. Pushing the darkness away and filling the earth with her starlight.

They follow no master. No order. They cannot be tamed or reasoned with. Their powers are similar to our own though. But instead of extending shadows they are the shadows. They invade your body and mind. Burning you from the inside out until there is nothing left. Consuming your soul, your very essence in the process. A very slow and painful death I’ve read.

This one must have sensed our combined powers. Our energies flowing together as we finally gave in to what was between us.

Seeing us as a threat, it attacks.

You cannot fight these demons with swords or anything physical. They are a shadow themselves. Only magic can counteract them.

I release mine towards it but it’s no good. It just consumes it. Growing larger in the process.

That’s a new one.

My eyes widened. My heart begins to race.

How am I to protect myself?

Protect her.

My estrella.

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