Page 56 of Moth to Her Flame

Her hips lift to meet mine, her body moving in perfect harmony with every thrust. My probe teases her clit, flicking, pulling, circling in time with our rhythm. Her breath catches in her throat, her back arching off the bed.

“Riven…” she pants, her voice a mixture of pleasure and surprise. “It’s… perfect.”

I smile, basking in the glow of our connection. “Our bond…” I whisper, my breath hot on her ear. “We were made to complete each other.”

Her body responds to my words as if they were a physical caress, her inner walls clenching around me, pulling me deeper. The sensation is almost too much, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. But I hold back, wanting to draw out this moment, to explore every inch of her, to worship her body as it deserves.

My probe continues its exploration, circling her clit, tugging lightly, sending such compelling jolts of pleasure through her that they cause her to gasp. Her lids fly open as her gaze connects with mine. After giving me a hint of a smile, they slam shut as she moves with me, our rhythms perfectly sync’d. She’s gripping my shoulders so tightly her nails dig into my skin, the sensation adding fuel to the fire burning inside me.

Her breath comes in short, sharp pants, her body trembling beneath me as I thrust into her, each movement deliberate and powerful. I can feel her pleasure building, her inner walls clenching around me, her body arching to meet mine. The room around us is ablaze with light, the crystals in the walls pulsing in time with our heartbeats, casting dancing shadows across our intertwined bodies.

I lean down, capturing one of her taut nipples between my lips, flicking it with my probe, circling it, tugging gently. She moans,her hands clutching at my hair, her body dancing beneath me. I move to the other nipple, giving it the same attention, feeling her shudder with pleasure.

The air around us seems to crackle with energy, the bond between us growing stronger, more intense with each passing moment.

Her body tenses, her breath hitching as she reaches for the precipice of her pleasure. I can feel her release building, her inner walls clenching around me, her body arching off the bed. I increase the pace of my thrusts, driving deeper, harder, until I push her over the edge.

“Riven!” she cries out, her body convulsing beneath me, her release crashing over her like a tidal wave.

It’s mesmerizing, the look of pure bliss on her face as she enjoys her ecstasy. When her trembling lets up, I slow my movements, allowing her to come down from the high, her body quivering with aftershocks. I gaze at her, my heart swelling with an emotion I’ve never felt so intensely before. Her skin is damp with sweat, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and wonder.

“You’re incredible,” I murmur, brushing a tendril of hair from her forehead. Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine with a depth of connection that sends a shiver down my spine.

“Did you…” Her mouth pops open in confusion. “You didn’t… come?” The look on her face is a beautiful combination ofcompassion and desire. “Come inside me, love. I want us to complete our bond. Isn’t this what we’ve both been waiting for?”

Chelsea’s words ignite a fresh surge of desire within me. The mere thought of completing our bond, of finally becoming one with her in every possible way, shoots a punch of arousal through me. I can feel the energy pulsing between us, our connection growing stronger with each passing moment.

“You’re right,” I whisper, my voice dripping with a raw hunger. “This is what we’ve both been waiting for.”

I lean down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. My probe explores her mouth, tasting her, teasing her, while my lower probe finds her clit once more, circling it, flicking it, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. She moans into my mouth, her hands gripping my hair, her hips lifting to meet mine.

I move again, my thrusts slow and deliberate at first, not knowing how long it will take for her to be able to… Oh. My mate seems to have an infinite capacity for pleasure.

Her inner walls clench around me, trying to milk me. Her desire urges me to increase my pace. I oblige, my hips moving faster, harder, driving into her with a rhythm that matches the pulsing light of the crystals.

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps, her body trembling beneath me as she climbs higher. I can feel her pleasure building, her inner walls clenching around me, her body archingto meet mine. My own release is close, the sensation of her tightening around me almost too much to bear.

My wings flare wide, their usual gold transforming into iridescent hues of purple and jade. The crystals in the walls flicker in harmony with the display.

Chelsea’s eyes widen in awe, her breath hitching as she takes in the spectacle above and around us. “Riven… it’s… it’s beautiful,” she whispers, her voice filled with wonder.

Her words ignite a fresh surge of desire within me, and I increase my pace, my thrusts becoming more urgent, more demanding. Her body responds in kind, her hips lifting to meet mine, her breath coming hard. I can feel her pleasure building, her inner walls clenching around me, her body arching off the bed.

My probe continues to tease her clit, flicking, pulling, circling in time with our rhythm. Her moans grow louder, more insistent, her hands clutching at my back, her nails digging into my skin. The sensation adds fuel to the fire burning within me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

“Riven…” she pants, her voice a desperate plea. “I’m so close… please… please don’t stop…”

Her words send a jolt of electricity through me, and I increase my pace even further, my hips moving like a piston in a machine. Her body tenses, her breath hitching as she reaches the precipice of her pleasure. Her release builds, her inner walls clenchingaround me, her body moving with mine as she finds the perfect angle to take her pleasure.

With a final, powerful thrust, I send her crashing over the edge. Her body convulses beneath me, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm. Her cries of pleasure fill the room, echoing off the walls.

The sight of her lost in ecstasy sends me tumbling over the edge after her. My release comes in a rush, my body shaking with the force of it. My grunt is feral, primitive as I shoot my seed deep inside her.

In that moment, I feel it—the final piece of our bond clicking into place. As our bodies shudder with the intensity of our shared climax, energy surges through us, binding us together in a way that transcends the physical.

Chelsea’s eyes meet mine, and in their depths, I see a reflection of the same awe and wonder that I feel. Our connection is complete, our souls intertwined in a bond that can never be broken. The realization sends a shiver down my spine, and I lean down, capturing her lips in a slow, languid kiss that speaks volumes of the love and affection flowing between us.

As our bodies come down from the high of our climax, I roll us over so she’s draped across my chest, her body fitting perfectly against mine. My wings wrap around us, their light softening to a gentle, soothing glow that bathes us in a warm, comforting embrace. The crystals in the walls and ceiling respond in kind,their light dimming to a soft, steady pulse that matches the rhythm of our hearts.

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