Page 61 of Crow

I’ve spent my whole life trying to guard against the unexpected, trying to prevent total anarchy and chaos. I locked Raven into a prison and in the process, I threw myself into one as well. Can I live without those bars? Can I give over just a fraction, until it becomes something bigger and bigger, until the two parts of me could live in harmony and be wanted, treasured, and even loved?

I know it’s not just stupid to think like that. It’s dangerous.

But Tarynn gives me hope. Not just for this moment, but for tomorrow and the days after.

“Crow,” she breathes as I move inside of her. She buries her fingers in my hair, tunneling deep so she can stroke the back of my neck. “Adam.”

It’s jarring and strange hearing my real name. I thought I’d hate it, that it would trigger all that old shit, old memories from an old life, but it doesn’t. I don’t feel anything other than a strange peace, an answering stillness, and the pleasure leaching into every nerve ending in my body.

She kisses my jaw and then my cheek. “I’m right here. Are you okay?”

Holy fuck. I should be asking her that. I’m the one splitting her apart.

I keep my movements so low that the agony is a real being, a snake coiling around my limbs. “Are you?”

She answers by surging her hips forward to crash against mine, driving me even deeper. “I’m so full. It hurts a little, around the edges, like it feels a little bit sore, but it’s good. I like it.”

My cock kicks violently, my balls drawing up to come at her sweet, filthy words.

I dig my hand under her hips, grasping her ass, helping her move with me as I set a slow rhythm before I die an even slower death trying to hold back.

She pulses around me with every thrust, eagerly matching my energy, coming alive under my hands.

Her movements and little whimpers and cries urge me forward. I’m thrusting faster and she matches my pace. I commit every single detail of this moment to mind right before she grasps my face and slants her lips over mine. She kisses me hard as I drag my cock out and fill her with a single hard thrust.

“More,” she begs, feeding me the word. “Please.”

I do it again, and when her ankle shifts to open her hips up, curling into my ass, her heel digging in to drive me forward, I give her what she’s silently asking for. I thrust harder, until our skin slaps together.

She moans, breaking the kiss and shifting her face to drag her lips over my cheek, along the bridge of my nose, and up to my temples. She curls around me, wrapping her other leg around my hip, digging her second heel into my ass.

“I- I’m so close.” The words are hoarse, drenched in ecstasy and wonder.

That’s a good fucking thing, because I’m about to blow both nuts here, and if I went first, I’d never live it down. The one saving grace is that she’s so damn hot and the condom would probably keep me hard long enough to get her there too.

Fuck that, my cock is so rock iron hard that it’ll probably take a month to deflate.

She’s wild, trying to take her own pleasure from me, fucking me with enthusiasm and abandon.

She’s spread wide open under me. It’s easy to get my hand around her ass cheek and move to her tight little hole. I run my thumb over the rim like I did in the shower, pushing in just slightly, and she explodes.

“Oh my god!” she cries, her pussy spasms around me, her inner walls flexing around my dick so that I can barely draw back and bury myself in her again. “Oh fuck, I’m coming…” As if I couldn’t tell. “It’s so good.”

Clearly, it’s not good enough if she still has oxygen to talk.

I double my efforts, pumping inside of her in an almost crazed motion. It’s not because I want to. It’s because I can’t control myself.

All that comes out of her now is a high pitched whimper, almost a scream, followed by a little sob as she works for it, taking herself higher.

My vision darkens as my own release barrels down on me, screaming through me. I burst inside of her, the warmth filling the condom instead of her, but it’s so good that for a few seconds, I can’t see anything. I can’t feel anything but the pleasure. I’m lost to anything but her and this moment.

I never thought I’d find anything like this. I never thought that someone could ever see me and want me. I never thought I deserved anything half this good.

The backs of my eyes are doing that strange prickling again when Tarynn pulls me down on top of her. She hugs me tight, canting her hips up to keep me inside of her. I’m still hard and throbbing, half aftershocks, half ready to go again and a-fucking-gain, over and over, incessant for her, chasing our releases together.

“Wow,” she whispers after a moment. “I love the way you feel inside of me now. I love how sensitive it feels, how full I still am.” She skates her lips to my ear and licks along the shell and lobe. “I love how you smell. I love that noise you made when you came, like you were just letting go of everything. You make me feel safe, but also like I’m somehow able to keep you safe too. I- I don’t know what to do with any of this. It’s scary, but it’s also amazing.”

I’m not ready to pull out yet, to be without her. We’re going to have to leave her soon enough, and out there is a whole worldthat can be cruel and hard. A world where the odds are vastly not in our favor.

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