Page 49 of Gates of Rapture
Leto, I can see you within my soul, just a darker blue than my obsidian flame power.We share the same color.
A tremendous sensation of pleasure flowed through him as she approached.
He heard her moan aloud.
Are you feeling what I’m feeling,he asked.
Desire?
Yes.Can you sense what I want to do?
She didn’t answer.Instead, from what felt like a great distance now, she tugged on his arm and pulled him over on top of her.She made her intention clear as she spread her legs.He entered her swiftly.
Then he understood just how close they were in this moment and that breaking her power open would be extraordinary.
As he moved into her physically, she joined him within her soul.He felt her reach for her power, down and down, very deep until he could hear and feel the rumblings of the earth.Was it in his mind or beneath his cabin?He couldn’t tell.
But her obsidian flame power, connected to the earth, began to flow upward.He pushed into her body, harder now.He could feel her grabbing at his buttocks, his waist, his back, his shoulders.Her fingers glided over his sensitive wing-locks.
He moaned.
The power of the earth rose.
It’s coming.Leto, can you feel that?My power?
Yes, God yes.
Up it rose, then it caught him, a warm rush of heat and light that swept over him, through him, around him, Grace with him.He saw the tunnel now but only as an exit point.He must have come from that direction, which meant he’d already entered the seat of her power, which was the seat of her soul.
His mind or his soul, or whatever combination of himself he was in this moment, separated from Grace and he began to glide faster and faster through the channel, up and up, into her mind where her memories and thoughts pummeled him anew, then out, up, and away.At the same time, he pumped hard into her.Pleasure rode his cock as he released into her and as she screamed her ecstasy at the same time.
He trembled at the pleasure that kept going, kept riding him, that seemed to flow back and forth from mind to soul to body and back, an endless whirlwind of sensation.He roared and once more she cried out.The bed shook, or maybe it was the house.
He came again and again, something so impossible yet possible.His mind was full of her beauty and her power.It was her power that held the sensations on this seemingly endless ride.
At last, the end came, and with it a sense of satisfaction he had never known in his entire existence.He felt her body grow lax as well.He lowered himself down on her, savoring the feel of her breasts, her hips, her legs as she stretched out beneath him.
He kissed her lips and opened his eyes.
Only then did he realize her body glowed an exquisite shade of blue, just as she had glowed at the event grounds earlier when she had accessed her obsidian power.
He kissed her.“Headache?”
She smiled, offering a soft curve of her lips.“Not at all.”She pushed at his hair and reached up to kiss him.“Can I say how amazing that was?”
He nodded and kept nodding, like an idiot.“Incredible, but you didn’t experience pain?”
“No, but as you left, the tunnel took shape, as though you created it.”
“Is that what happened?”
“I think so.”
“Then you were right.Your power is very different from that of your obsidian sisters.And very erotic and very beautiful.”
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Grace was changed.
