Page 65 of Unbinding the Demon
“Yeah, it is.” He sounded almost in a trance and seemed like he was either in deep thought or a bit nervous. “Why do you love the stars so much?” His hand squeezed mine as he asked his question.
“Well, I really don’t know. I guess it’s because they give me a weird, unexplainable feeling of longing. Like being homesick for a different world that I never knew. They bring me both a comforting sense of peace, and yet a strange sense of sorrow.” Now I felt like I was the one who was stuck in a trance. My eyes wistfully gazed at the scintillating skies as I took a deep breath. “Do you ever feel like you don’t belong in this world?” I asked, still watching the endless depths above.
“You have no idea,” he replied, his silky baritone voice almost sounding pained.
“Well, at least we don’t have to be alone in this world anymore. Looks like we get to be a couple of misplaced souls together.” I squeezed his hand and inched my head deeper into the crook of his neck.
“Yes, it’s nice not to be alone anymore.”
His arm wrapped around me a bit tighter and we were silent for a long time, as if we were both under an unspoken spell. I enjoyed the warmth of his body against mine as the boat rocked against the gentle, glistening ripples passing by. A barred owl hooted from its perch on the shore, echoing its faint song through the swirling silvery mist and across the lake.
“Gwendolyn?” he asked softly, breaking our silent moment.
“Yes, Ashton?”
His thumb gingerly caressed the back of my hand. “Do you love me?”
I turned my head and looked over at his face. He was staring up into the heavens, his body tense as he awaited my answer. As I gazed at the profile of the man beside me, I couldn’t help but smile and inwardly laugh. This lunatic, of all people, had somehow managed to ensnare my icy, fractured heart, and I had no doubt about my answer. “Yes,” I confessed and glimpsed a smile on his lips. “Do you love me too?” I asked, uncertainty evident in my eyes.
“Yes,” he replied. The word was soft, almost a whisper, as he continued to gaze up at the heavens. “Would you ever leave this world with me?”
“Well, yeah, I’d go anywhere with you,” I whispered back with a loving smile.
He squeezed me closer to his side and turned toward me. The starlight glimmered in his citrine eyes as he looked at me with a gaze full of overwhelming love. “You make me feel as though I have caught the moonbeams within my hands.” His fingers caressed my hair, brushing it over my temple.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach once again, but this time it was an entire swarm of them. I gazed back into the eyes of the man whom I loved, my heart swelling with emotion. “And you make me feel as though I’ve lost my goddamn mind, in the best possible way.” I softly laughed. My hand trembled as I placed it on his cheek, feeling his stubble gently tickle my palm. He chuckled while leaning into my touch; then he leaned in to give me a loving kiss.
It felt as though our very souls embraced one another as our amorous kiss sealed my hellish fate. I couldn’t hold back from smiling against his lips, as effervescent joy overflowed in my melting heart. I loved him and he loved me in return, and that was more beautiful than the jeweled heavens above and the glittering, dark waters below. I felt mightier than the mountains towering in the distance, yet as vulnerable as the dying, withered leaves that still weakly clung to the sleeping trees.
His warm mouth feverishly danced with mine, fluttering against my lips as he smiled, and then crashing back down with hot, ravenous passion. I moaned as his tongue ferociously dominated mine, flicking and twisting into my mouth. He broke the kiss and rolled on top of me so that we were smiling nose to nose, with our frosty breath swirling out around our faces. He looked deep into my eyes and I into his.
“I want you to know, and remember, that I do not consider my love for you a frail dalliance,” he whispered, as his hands roamed down my sides and then slowly lifted the hoodie off over my head. My pale flesh shivered and my pink nipples peeked in the chilly November air. His lips tenderly caressed the scar where he had bitten into my neck, sending an odd, smoldering shock throughout my body. It filled me with a disorienting amount of lust for him, causing a flood of desire to swell between my legs.
“For I have inscribed my claim on your vestal throat, ensnaring you in an unfinished infernal matrimony.” His soft but deep voice rumbled in my ear as his hot, wet tongue licked at the scar, sending another wave of lust surging through me. I gasped and my legs quivered, not understanding why I was reacting in such a way. His hand slowly slid down my bare stomach, moving beneath the top of my pants. A single finger teased over my clit before the rest danced within my needy pool of arousal. “I’ve drowned in fathomless dark dreams of our love becoming veracious. Dreams of completing our serpentine sacrament, fully disentangled from my deceptions. And when the rays of dawn awaken you to my sins, it is my desire that my dreams become eternal verities. Remember this when the dawn breaks, and believe me, my love, it will be breaking very soon.”
At this point, I was writhing under his prurient touch and hardly even listening to his strange Shakespearean babblings. His hot breath on my wet scar was sending an unexplainable scorching heat to my core, as his fingers rhythmically curled against my sweetest spot. It was light enough to keep me right on the edge, but not enough to push me over. “Ashton, this is all very r-romantic sounding, but please... just...fuck me already!”I whispered breathlessly as I entangled my fingers in his hair and lifted my hips up in desperation.
“No, I don’t want to fuck you,” he growled in my ear and removed his fingers, causing me to whimper. The boat rocked as he sat up and took off his hoodie, then he began removing my pants. I hastily shuffled to help him, just wanting the damn things off. “I want to worship you as my goddess of the midnight skies. To feel your soft touch warming me in the cold night air. To taste your pale flesh beneath the shimmering rays of the stars.” His hands began to sensuously trail along my now nude body, lingering on my heaving breasts. “To see your quivering body aglow in the gleaming lunar beams. To hear your cadence of erotic screams cut through the silent darkness. Your face veiled in mist as it twists in pleasure. I want to join our souls as one in a blasphemous unholy union...” He leaned over me so that we were nose to nose again and looked deeply into my eyes.“I want to make love to you.”
His lips crashed onto mine as his hand grabbed the side of my head, weaving his fingers through my soft hair. I wrapped my arms around his upper body and moaned into his mouth as I pulled him closer. The evidence of his desire bulged within his sweatpants and firmly pressed against my thigh.
His lips trailed down along my jawline, then he stopped to look at my face with a smile. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed as he caressed my hair, while staring lovingly into my eyes for a moment. His head then dipped down to my beaded nipples, where his mouth ardently pleasured my needy pearls. His kisses trailed over the curves of my breasts, decorating my pale flesh with pink roses of passion.
My hands found their way back into his midnight tresses as his head traveled further down my body. He lingered at my belly button, swirling his tongue around the dip until he finally made his way to my most intimate area. He teasingly kissed along my innermost thighs, then licked up my drenched slit with a deep, predatory purr. “I love how your dewy little cunt glistens so beautifully for me.” His deep voice vibrated between my legs as he spoke. Then he lavished my lower lips with fervent, open-mouthed kisses.
“Oh, Ashton...” I squirmed and grasped at the blankets beneath me, unable to control the loud, desirous noises escaping from my lips. Goosebumps spread across my flesh, not from the cold, but from the sensual feelings he awoke within me. I gasped as two fingers entered me and began pumping in and out, stroking my most sensitive spot. He captured my clit with his soft lips and gently bit down with a growl. I screamed as a wave of pleasure wracked through my trembling body.
My chest heaved as I panted and moaned, deliriously gazing up at the jeweled obsidian sky. Ashton took his time drinking in my essence and kissing back up my body, with his fingers still slowly pumping inside my drenched, swollen center. His head eclipsed the moon as he leaned in above me and pulled his fingers out. He licked them once and then shoved them into my mouth.
“You really do taste delicious, don’t you think?” he asked with a lustful purr and a smoldering look in his eyes. I nodded my head as I sucked his fingers deeper into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the tips. “Good girl,” he chuckled. The boat rocked as he carefully pulled his pants down. The sight of his imposing member made my stomach clench with want.
He positioned himself between my legs, and slid the tip of his hard cock along my eager, dripping slit. A low growl rumbled deep within his chest, and he pushed inside me. His arms wrapped around my body as we kissed, with his tongue hungrily plunging between my lips. His thrusts were slow and steady, stroking my inner walls with his steel-like flesh.
My legs wrapped around his thick waist, and my hands held onto his strong shoulders. The air was frosty, but his fevered body set my flesh ablaze as if he had hellfire coursing through his veins. The kiss ebbed, and our eyes burned with love and passion as we gazed deeply into each other’s souls, intimately connecting with every stroke of his large, throbbing cock. The boat rocked with the rhythm of our lovemaking, creating little splashes and ripples all around us.
His scruffy chin tickled my jaw and neck as he kissed back down to my scar, lingering there for a while. The heat between my legs intensified as my nails dug into his flexing back, trailing up to his shoulders. He let out a soft hiss as I scratched along the rough veiny skin of his tattoo, before he moved his lips back to my neck. His dick glistened while he pulled his hips back and then sank back in, firmly filling me as he paused to whisper huskily in my ear. “May I bite you again?”
Logically, I should have been panicking and thinking,“Where’s my garlic!? Where’s my goddamn motherfucking garlic!?”But I was delirious with lust and drunk on the blissful feeling of his thick cock sliding in and out of my walls, filling me with his burning flesh. “Yes,” I breathed the word through my moans.
