Page 74 of A Serenade To The Elf Queen
“Yes,” I say.
“Brace yourself then,” Svenn breathes in my ear, just at the pointed tip. It sends shivers all over me. Full-blown anxiety hitsme when he aligns his erection in between my legs. He teases me with shallow thrusts before slamming down hard.
The sound that leaves my throat is part scream and part cry. I hold on to him for dear life. Svenn sets a brutal pace, pounding over and over. This is almost unbearable and way too intense. I can’t quite adjust my position to escape the sweet torment either. He does whatever he wants and all I can do is moan. For the first time tonight, I truly feel like a sacrifice to a dark god. If I make it to morning, I will kill Kheirall Balthazar.
Echoes of him going in and out of me fill the room together with my shameless moans. Every time he nudges that perfect spot in me, it sends my body tingling with a light orgasm. I don’t know when one ends and the next one comes rolling in.
At this rate, I might actually pass out. A devilish side of me is enthralled at the fulfillment that would bring and wishes to welcome the darkness.
“Too much…” I feel like I’m floating in the sky in a daze the moment his heavy thrusts bring me closer towards another release. I don’t think I’ll ever come down from this high. I don’t think I want to. My mind is airy as I reach my breaking point.
Another deep thrust and he explodes inside of me. He drops his head to my neck, the intensity of his own release shuddering through him. That same rough stroke sends me hurtling to heaven once again. It destroys any rational thought I have left. I’ve finally lost it.
“Feels so good…I’m melting…” I can’t make out the things that are spewing out of my mouth right now.Oh gods, I can’t feel my legs…
“I’m turning into a snail.” These are not the words of a sane person.
Svenn’s eyes go wide over my incoherent ramblings. That is the last thing I see before my surroundings fade. I can feel himsetting my whimpering body on the mattress. I feel completely boneless, still reeling from the aftershocks of pleasure.
It takes longer for me to recover this time. He slashes the rope and lifts my chin to look at him.
“A snail…?” Horror flashes across his face. He looks like someone who has just awoken from a nightmare. “Wait…you’re real?”
“Of course, I’m real, Svenn,” I manage to squeeze out a little laugh. He studies me closely, his eyebrows furrowing.
“Has the bond formed yet?” I ask in a breathless murmur, slowly collecting myself. My eyes start to hunt for the Arawynn marking on my body.
“What are you looking for?” he asks, despite his newfound confusion.
“A marking. Like a tattoo,” I reply, barely keeping the tremor from my voice when I find none. “It’s not here…”
No. This can’t be true. I have never heard of any elves being unable to form the Arawynn bond. Generations have gone through it with success, every temple maiden, every couple. It’s still dark outside but the light from the Sangail Lunae has faded. Dawn is approaching fast. My head whirls to Svenn.
“Were you satisfied?” Heat creeps to my cheeks over the question, but I’m desperate.
He merely lowers his gaze at the evidence on the bed, over my thighs, inside me. The weight on my shoulder grows heavier. My body goes rigid as I sink to the bed.
“I don’t understand…” Tears begin streaming down my eyes in an uncontrollable flow. I have done everything that is required. I curl my body around the pillow, feeling so lost and afraid.
“It’s not working,” I choke on the words. “I have failed.”
Now everyone I care about will pay the consequence.
Chapter 19 Svenn
Ialmost fucked her to death.
The girl is curling on the bed, weeping uncontrollably as if someone has died. I look at her in complete awe and disbelief. I still can’t fathom how she can possibly be real.
For as long as I can remember, there is nothing but the swirling darkness. I watch as my soul and mind slowly chip away, degraded by time.
A meaningless existence.
No one heard my cry for help. No one listened. I was lost to the world. I was forgotten.
And then there was light.
Her.
