Page 159 of Visions of Darkness

Out of control.

“Don’t fight it, Aria. Sink into it. Let go. I promise that I have you. Just like you have me. You’ve always fucking had me.”

My heart squeezed. Squeezed with the amount of love that I had for him. With what he’d always meant. With what he’d come to be.

My sanctuary. My sanity. This moment of peace in the middle of a war that I didn’t think we could win.

I wondered if he could feel it.

The gravity.

Because he started to rock. The snap of his hips hard as he wound me to a place I’d never been.

“So perfect, Aria. So gorgeous. So good.” He ground out the words.

His fingers rubbed harder, stroking in time with our bodies.

A frenzy churned in the middle of it, and our connection strained so violently that I feared I might rend apart.

His breaths were harsh, and his chest expanded with each one. I inhaled them like I could draw his spirit into mine, and my nails sank deep into his shoulders to keep myself from floating away as everything intensified. As everything became too much and too little.

I wanted more.

I wanted forever.

“You have me,” he said like he’d heard my thoughts.

Pleasure built, gathering from the farthest recesses of my body.

Coiling and binding.

Rising and lifting.

Heightening to a boiling point.

The whole time, Pax watched me, never looking away as he brought me to a place that I knew could only exist with him.

Because when I split apart, it was so much more than a mere sensation that I’d never experienced before.

It was truth and light.

It was rapture.

Pure ecstasy that stretched out to touch every corner.

Heart and body and mind.

It was death.

Because there was a part of me that would never be the same.

It was an ending.

It was a beginning.

It was life.

Energy erupted as my body blazed.

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