Page 26 of Amethyst Queen
Chapter 22
Amalee stood outside, staring at the sky. Her magic poured out, lighting the darkness with blades of blue as her lightning cut through the air. Her hurt and anger emptied from her in a blaze of never-ending flashes.
“My little gem,” Dante brushed the hair from her shoulder, “how long have you been out here?”
“A couple of hours. I couldn’t sleep.”
Dante glanced into the inky atmosphere, “It’s beautiful. Your magic has always intrigued me. You can light up the sky and make it magnificent or let it rain down on the earth like a vicious storm.”
“I didn’t figure the townspeople would appreciate a lightning strike, but I needed to burn some of my energy.”
“I’m sorry about earlier.” Dante wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head atop hers.
“You don’t owe me an apology. I’m the one who will apologize for eternity.”
“It was just a shock to see him… and to know you went through that alone cuts me deep. I should have followed you and demanded you tell me the truth, but I was scared. When I realized I was just as scared as you about your parents finding out about us, I realized I could no longer be mad. You did what you had to do, Amalee. I forgive you.”
Amalee crumpled in his arms, her tears spilling out like a broken dam. It was like a weight was being lifted from her shoulders, hearing he forgave her. Scooping her into his arms, he carried her to her bed. Laying her down, he covered her body with his.
“Look at me, my little gem,” Dante held her chin, peering into her eyes. It was as though he could see into her soul, “I don’t want to be apart any longer. I loved you then… I love you now… I’ll love you forever.”
Looking at him, Amalee knew he was telling the truth. His dark brown eyes held nothing but love.
“I don’t deserve your love… but I couldn’t imagine living without it.” She pressed a kiss to his lips, her hands resting on his shoulders.
“Marry me, Amalee. Be my wife and the mother to our children.”
“What?” Amalee gasped, “what are you saying… you want to marry me?”
“Yes…” he kissed her neck, “say you’ll be mine.” He licked down her collar bone, tugging the strap of her nightgown to the side.
Amalee ran her fingers over his arms, the muscles beneath his shirt flexing with each pass of her fingertips. His mouth sent a blistering need straight to her core.
“Yes… Oh God,” she moaned as he pressed his apparent desire between her legs.
“Yes, you’ll be mine?”
“I’ll marry you…” she bucked against him, “I need you, Dante.”
He tugged the flimsy nighty over her head, tossing it to the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra beneath the material, allowing him to suck a nipple into his mouth. Her groan sent a shock wave directly to his cock, making it harden even more.
“You like the way I’m touching you?”
Amalee moaned, “Please don’t stop.” As the tingling sensations rippled through her and landed between her legs.
“I don’t plan to.”
Dante kissed down between her breasts, his tongue swirling around her pink bud as his other hand pinched at the other. Amalee’s nails bit into his flesh as she scraped them across his back. The pain only fueled his desire as he trailed a path of scorching heat along her flesh. Pushing her legs apart, he pressed his mouth to the silk fabric covering her sex. Through the thin barrier, he could feel the heat she was giving off. He sucked her nub through the material, causing her to buck against his mouth. Pushing his tongue beneath the edge, he lapped at the wetness gathering between her folds.
Hooking his fingers under the elastic, Dante slid her panties down, baring her to him. Using his fingers, he parted her tender lips and licked her slit from top to bottom. He repeated this motion, drawing the sexiest noises from Amalee. Spearing his tongue into her channel, he attacked her pussy with a fevered need. His thumb sought her swollen nub and applied just the right amount of pressure. Her body jerked as she built up toward her release.
Burying his finger to the knuckle inside her moist channel, he teased her g-spot, causing her cunt to clamp down. Her entire body shook with the explosive orgasm as her juices flooded over his digit. Pulling his finger out, he slipped it into his mouth and sucked her sweet cum. Amalee was flushed from the release, her body glistening with perspiration.
Dante nibbled her thigh as he eased his way to her face. Amalee captured his lips, the sweet taste of her still lingering on his mouth. As his tongue tangled with hers, Dante speared his cock deep between her folds.
Amalee clawed at him, trying to draw him in closer. She wrapped her legs around his middle, arching her back to send him deeper. He found a rhythm that rocked the bed, pushing her body closer to the headboard. The coiling of another orgasm built in her center, spiraling towards a mind-blowing release.
Dante grunted, “I’m close.”
Amalee kissed him, her cunt begging for his seed. She met every thrust, digging her heels into his ass. Closing her eyes, she twisted her body, so her breasts pressed into his chest. Her muscles contracted as the electricity in her body built.
“I’m going to come, Dante.”
He pounded her pussy, his cock hitting her g-spot with each thrust. Pushing himself up with his hands, he watched as Amalee’s face contorted with bliss. His body jerked as his release exploded, his cum spilling inside her channel as her walls clamped down. He could feel her pussy pulsating around his shaft, milking every drop from him. When his orgasm finally stopped, he collapsed, rolling to his side next to Amalee.
Tugging her against him, he kissed her, “I love you.”
Amalee draped her foot over his leg, her bare skin pressed alongside his, “I love you, too.”
He held her close, listening to her soft breaths as they fell asleep together. There was no place he’d rather be than right there in her arms.
