Page 75 of The Shadow Fae Rhapsody
The overwhelming tidal wave of pleasure has my head slamming against the pillow, my back arching until my breast is inches away from his chest. I never thought it was possible to feel this kind of pleasure, not until I met him.
He watches in amusement as I tremble and convulse beneath him. “Damn, look at you go.”
Yet, he doesn’t stop.
A tortured whimper leaps from my mouth despite my determination to stay silent. “I’m—I’m sorry I lied. Please, I’m coming.”
He laughs as he leans back. “Are you apologizing, or are you enjoying yourself? Pick one.”
Waves and waves of intense sensations pulse into me until it becomes unbearable. My shaking soon transforms into tremors, every nerve ending sparking with need.
Svenn kisses the side of my head. “Hey, are you still there?”
“Yes…” I open my eyes slowly, my mind blank and in a daze. I’ve been coming non-stop and yet I crave for more.
“Who am I, Nel?” he asks again.
I pause at the question. We’re back at that?
Is he not Svenn?
“You know the answer deep in your heart. Say it.” His voice is hard and unmoving, like his muscular body pinning me down.
I don’t understand this.
“Go on, Nel.”
He moves in a lazy rhythm now, shallow strokes that feel so good but not quite enough. Heat coils in my core once more until I feel like a bowstring being strung taut to its limit.
It’s not fair. How am I supposed to figure out who he is if I can’t even form a solid thought?
“Svenn… I need…” I start pleading helplessly. I’m delirious and desperate now.
He knows. Svenn knows I need to come after that build up. But he won’t let me.
Not until I answer his question.
I latch my ankle around his waist desperately, pulling him towards me.
“You’re Sv…” I whimper.
“Use clear words.”
“Please…” I beg.
That truly is a magic word.
He finally slams his hard length into me deeper, grunting with every violent plunge of his hips. I’m so scared that he will suddenly stop in the midst of my high, so I start guessing.
“Future Svenn…”
“Wrong answer.” His voice roughens from ire and the pleasure. Every thrust feels like an act of possession than the one from before. I revel in each and every one, surrendering to his onslaught.
“Past Svenn—“
“Nope.” He groans, pounding into me so hard my body trembles. “Come on, Nel.”
I shake my head. I don’t know. I don’t know anything right now.
