Page 33 of Aria's Ascension

Tingles started in her fingers and toes, traveling up her arms and legs before they coalesced in her center. Aria went rigid, her muscles flexing so hard she felt like something would snap. Her breath seizing in her lungs as she hovered on the precipice.

With a final flick of his tongue, she came. The pressure released in wave after wave of sharp-edged ecstasy. His grip on her hips remained unyielding as she shuddered and moaned, her only anchor while she came apart beneath him.

Before she’d even stopped trembling, she felt him lower her hips to the ground and crawl up her body. Pushing her thighs apart wider, he settled over her.

Forcing her eyes open, Aria tipped her head back against the moss beneath her, trailing her gaze up his blood-splattered chest, his thick neck, to his face. The expression there had her sucking in a shaky breath.

Her playful barbarian looked fierce, untamed. Ravenous.

Eyes narrowed, lip pulled back in a grimace of need showing off the tips of sharp, white fangs, he held her gaze with his and slowly dragged his hand down her stomach.

He seemed even more massive like this, propped up on an elbow and looming over her, his head a full foot above hers. The impossibly wide expanse of his muscular chest blocked out everything else. Aria felt… sheltered, safe. It was a feeling she wasn’t accustomed to, one that had her heart beating faster and made her feel breathless.

In that moment, they felt like the only two people in the world. All she could see was him. All she could hear was the low, continuous rumble of his purr. All she could smell was his cinnamon and smoke scent, edged with the tang of dried blood still coating his skin.

It was a visceral reminder of the world in which they lived but only served to reinforce how much they needed this.

Fisting his cock, he rubbed the wide head over her, slicking it with her wetness before he notched himself in her opening. Instead of thrusting inside her, mischievousness flashed across his face and a smirk curled his lips as something soft brushed against her still throbbing clit.

Aria choked on a scream and her eyes went wide as that something latched on just as Tirox began pushing inside her.

Sensations, almost too intense to bear, had spots dancing in her eyes. Her overly sensitive skin, arousal, and anticipation combined to magnify every feeling until her body felt like one giant nerve ending. The gentle sucking of his second cock on her clit, the stretch as he slowly pressed deeper and deeper, his chest brushing her hard nipples, it was too overwhelming, too much sensation to bear, and, yet, she wanted—needed—more.

They stared at each other, their eyes wide in twin expressions of urgency and desire. Aria clutched at him as he pressed ever deeper, little panting whimpers spilling from her lips, answered by choked groans from him, telling her she wasn’t the only one drowning in pleasure.

She didn’t remember ever having sex in this body, and the stretch as he pushed his thick cock inside her almost bordered on uncomfortable, but that only heightened her senses further and made it all the more electrifying.

He retreated slightly, spreading her wetness over his shaft, only to go deeper still. Just when she thought she couldn’t fit much more, he thrust forward hard and bottomed out.

He stayed there, buried to the hilt, and squeezed his eyes shut for a second.

“Rwy’n la.Myrwy’n la. You are perfect,” he growled.

Panting through the incredible fullness between her legs, Aria breathed, “I love you, Red.”

His eyes flashed open. Before he could answer, she retaliated against his earlier mischievousness and smiled slightly as she clenched her walls around him. He made a strangled sound and a hard shudder tracked down his spine.

“Vicious female!”

She started to snicker, but it very quickly changed to a sharp cry when he withdrew then slammed himself forward. Her eyes rolled back and his hands tightened on her shoulders. He didn’t stop there but pulled back again and drove into her so hard her body slid upward on the moss.

“Oh, god, yes. Fuck me, Red,” she demanded on a moan.

Speech was reduced to wordless sounds of pleasure after that. They lost themselves in each other. Slipping one arm out from under her shoulder, he reached down and clutched her hip, holding her still as he began fucking her in earnest.

Over and over he pounded into her, filling the cave with the sound of skin slapping against skin, her cries, and his hoarse growls. Coiling her legs around his hips, she canted her hips up to meet every hammering thrust, chasing a second, rapidly building orgasm.

It hit her without warning. Mouth falling open in a silent scream, Aria sank her nails into his sides and writhed beneath him. White hot bliss consumed her, blinding her to anything but the feeling of his cock slamming in and out of her and the steady pull of his second shaft on her clit.

Still in the grips of mind-numbing pleasure, she was barely aware enough to notice when he reared upward and sat back on his heels. Gripping her hips tightly so her back was bowed off the ground, he held her still as he fucked her faster, pounding his thick cock into her harder.

One orgasm bled into another until she felt like she was being unraveled, pulled apart at the seams.

She was on the edge of a fourth when his rhythmic grunts changed to a long, broken groan and his thrusts slowed. Her eyes, glazed with pleasure, popped open as she felt him start to withdraw. Tightening her thighs, she halted his retreat.

Voice hoarse from her screams, she demanded breathlessly, “Don’t you dare stop, or I really will break your snout.”

A shudder traveled down his spine at her words, and his golden eyes flashed white.

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