Page 88 of One Last Wish








Chapter Twenty Five

Darce’s hands kneadedthe flesh on my thighs. He was still fully clothed, but I couldn’t move an inch to rectify that situation. His lips found the curve of my neck, licking and nipping toward my chest.

“I have no idea how long I can hold back,” he moaned, reaching the peaks of my breasts. “I have waited a millennium to be able to let go.”

“Y...Y...You’ve been waitingthatlong?”

Darce lifted his head for a brief moment to look at me. “I would have waited longer to keep you safe. You know what you mean to me, Alora. Love isn’t a strong enough word to describe what I feel for you.” A single tear trickled down my cheek at his confession. Darce wiped it away softly with his thumb before brushing his lips against mine. Electricity surged between us in that instant, making every vein in my body strain. I felt like it was shuddering to life. “Look at you. You are so beautiful.” Gazing down, myentirebody was humming with a dim light. “Don’t be afraid, I know what I’m doing.” Darce must have sensed the alarm on my face. It had only ever been my arms that had glowed before. What was happening to me? “Trust me. It will all start to make sense soon.”

“Enough talking,” I groaned, needing any friction he could give me. Whatever was about to happen, I had no doubt that he would keep me safe. “Claim me. Make me yours again.” We had waited long enough for this. There was no need for more words, all I wanted was action.

Darce gave in with a groan, capturing my lips with his. His touch was desperate. He seemed to need to feel every inch of my body at once. As his fingers grazed my lace panties, I arched my back and cried out when they weren’t removed quickly enough.

“We haveallnight,” he cooed against my mouth, pulling on my bottom lip. “I’m savouring this. Lie back on this table and enjoy it.” At his words, I gave in and got lost in the feeling of his mouth and hands on me.

Darce started off slowly, licking and caressing every inch of my skin. It seemed to glow more under his touch. He took extra time on the sensitive areas of my body, but didn’t linger enough for any pleasure to build.

When he shrugged out of his tunic, gazing hungrily down at me, I almost came undone. No one had ever looked at me with so much love and adoration. Biting my bottom lip, I took him in. The contours of his well-defined chest, shoulders and arms were pure sin. I knew he got that physique from being a warrior. He ran his hands down the middle of my body, and it bowed towards him like a magnet. Slowly, his fingertips dipped lower until they finally were inside my panties. His sharp intake of breath told me he could feel how wet I was. I yelped as he pulled my panties sharply towards him, the fabric straining painfully against my overheated sex. Darce was losing control. I couldn’t wait to see the heights he would take my body to.

His breath was tickling my chest now, his lips mere inches away from my hardened peaks. When I thrust my breasts toward his mouth, a lazy smile played on his face. He accepted my invitation, licking across my left nipple as his other hand groped my right. For such a simple touch, my body was yearning in a way it never had before.

Darce’s pace was tortuous and slow, each touch igniting something deep inside me. That familiar coil was unravelling. Once he was satisfied that my breasts had had enough attention, his mouth began to move lower until he was inhaling my sex.

“Shit! Please... Darce!” My hands found his hair, pulling roughly as his tongue licked the inside of my thigh. “Touch me! Please! I need your tongue on me!”

“Where?” His soft chuckle fanned across the inside of my leg. “Here?” He kissed my sex over my panties.

“Fuck!Yes! Yes!There!” Pulling my panties away from my body, he parted my legs wider with his strong broad shoulders. The moment his mouth touched my clit, I cried out in pleasure. Darce had gone down on me before, but everything seemed heightened in this room. Maybe it was the shadows that protected us or that I knew this time we were going all the way, but in a strange way, it all felt like a pinnacle moment.

Darce feasted on me as if I were some exquisite meal. His hums and gasps of appreciation only made me wetter as he continued to lap up every drop of my arousal.

“Holy gods, you’re more delicious than ever,” Darce mumbled into my sex, licking in a complicated rhythm. That glorious feeling in the pit of my stomach was beginning to build. I was in desperate need of release, feeling as if I might explode if I didn’t have one soon. “Let it go, Alora.” At his words against my sex, I fell, screaming out his name as my body shuddered with pure pleasure. I was holding onto his hair so tightly I worried I might have pulled some out. “I never tire ofthat...watching you come undone.” When he offered his hand out to me as he stood, I took it, sliding off the old oak table. Shadows surrounded us, cocooning me. “Lift your arms up and don’t be afraid.” Doing as he asked, strands of darkness cuffed my hands above my head, securing me against the blanket of thick shadow behind us. “This is all me. You have nothing to fear. I’m restraining you for my pleasure, nothing else.”

“That’s rather kinky,” I teased, suddenly becoming distracted as Darce slipped out of his trousers. He stood in front of me, gloriously naked. “You don’t play fair,” I gawked.

“I'm not sure that I ever said I did,” he chuckled. Shadows that felt like his fingertips danced over my body, sending ripples of pleasureeverywhere. “Let’s get you ready for me, shall we?”

His eyes turned dark in an instant. I couldn't see a hint of the gold and silver flecks in them. His gaze alone pulled every single thought from my mind. Being bound this way, I was completely at his mercy. Darce tilted my face, kissing the breath out of me. His hands were everywhere at once, teasing and groping. Entwining his fingers into my hair, he pulled my head back by tugging it. The loving caresses soon turned into desperate need, and Darce couldn’t get enough of me. His fingers found my waiting centre and thrust deep. Crying out, I rocked against his hand as he set a frantic pace. Darce had fought hard to contain his self-control these last few months, but now he was defenceless and giving me every part of himself.

A few more frantic rubs of his fingers and I came undone again. His shadows kept me upright as my orgasm shuddered through me. My body burned hotter with each release he gave me. He dropped to his knees, his lips found my sex again, and he devoured me in the most animalistic way. His shadows parted my legs a little wider to give him full access to me. I pulled uselessly against my bindings, feeling as if I might combust if I had another release so close to the last.

“You can take it. Your body has dealt with more than this in one night,” Darce purred into my sex, inserting two fingers while he continued to suck my bundle of nerves. “Your cunt was made for me. It hasalwaysbeen mine. It doesn’t matter who claimed it in your human form. It will always belong tome.” I couldn’t form any words. All I could feel was his fingers hitting that explosive spot inside me while his tongue made my vagina twitch in pleasure as a current of electricity travelled through it. If I didn’t survive this night, I would at least die happy, having experienced a pleasure such as this.