Page 105 of Scars and Burns

“Just returning the favor.” I whisper to him.

Something unravels in him. I see it in his eyes.

In an instant he’s on me again. Guiding us to the ground.

His body consumes mine. I close my eyes to the feel of him. Hishard planes brushing against me. His dick grinding into my center. I match his movements. Moving with him rather than against him.

Rearranging myself so he passes over my center each time.

I shouldn’t be doing this. For so many reasons I shouldn’t be doing this.

But I can’t stop.

My legs are gripped around him. My arms pull him even closer. If that is possible.

I tilt my head up and to the side as he kisses down my neck to my chest. I’m untucking his shirt. Trying to find purchase on his chest. To say he is chiseled is an understatement. The deep groves and definition of his muscles is uncanny.

Though I feel something else on his skin. He’s riddled with tattoos but that shouldn’t leave this raised texture.

It feels almost similar to a scar.

Where would he have gotten those? I’m curious but I can’t seem to think straight. Can’t focus on anything else but him.

He’s undoing my corset and I don’t care. He’s already seen my Goddess mark, knows it’s there.

I need him. I need this release.

He’s almost got it when I hear something in the tree line.

We freeze.

My heart is already racing but my mind immediately thinks we’ve been caught. Of course out of all the years I’ve been coming here the day I give in to my desires is the day someone else ventures here as well.

What if it’s a guard?

What if it’s King Elio?

What if it’s Saphrina?

I wince at the thought of her seeing us together. How could I do that to her after she’s just confessed that she thinks he’s her mate. I’dliterally be the worst person in the world.

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

I feel him begin to push off of me and instinctively I pull him closer. I can’t be sure if it’s because I don’t want what we were doing to end or if it’s because I don’t want the solidarity feeling of my soul to return.

Or perhaps even, it’s an urge to protect what I’ve just been given.

Whatever that may be.

He leans ever so slightly into me again. Giving me a reassuring look.

A look that could mean I will protect you, or one that could be don’t worry this is not where we end.

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

The forest has been filling up with more and more dark creatures over the years. They’ve always been here but recently they have become more aggressive. Attacking unprovoked. Feeling the Goddess’s magic fading from the earth. They are taking advantage of the Goddess’s light dwindling.

Though I’ve never seen this manner of creature before.

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