Page 140 of Between Wrath and Mercy

“Quiet, dear heart. You don’t want us to get caught by a servant, do you?” His voice was low as he pulled my leg up around his waist, hiking my dress up my thigh. He unbuttoned his pants before pulling his hand away from my mouth and kissing me, resuming the frenzied clash of tongues that brought us to the balcony from the middle of the ballroom. Gliding his hand between us, he slid my panties aside and roughly pushed two fingers inside me, hard and deep, eliciting a groan from me that I tried to keep at bay.

“I’m going to have to fill this mouth with something since you can’t keep quiet.” He slid those fingers out of me and then brought them to my lips. “Suck.” I blinked at him for just a moment before slowly opening my mouth. Pushing them past my lips and teeth, he repeated his order, and I closed my lips around his fingers, sucking my own desire from his skin.

“Now you know just how good you taste,princess.”

The look on his face was pure mischief as he pulled his fingers out of my mouth slowly, and I sucked on them, nipping him lightly. He hooked one of my legs up into his elbow as he pushed me back against the wall. With his other hand, he pulled my panties aside once more, roughly, as if he couldn’t do it fast enough, and then shoved into me. The only thing that kept me from crying out was the sudden boom of thunder and the flash of lightning which lit up the entire balcony, startling me into silence.

He slammed into me as he kissed me, his free hand coming to rest on the side of my neck. I could feel my back scratching against the stone behind me, and I didn’t care. I’d heal myself later, or Rain could, I supposed. It almost felt good, mixing the pain on my back with the pleasure rolling through me. His kiss was demanding and harsh, taking what he wanted from my mouth as he took what he wanted from my body.

“You were made for me, Em. You fit me so perfectly.”

I started panting as he slid into me over and over again, and it was all I could do to not moan out loud. I bit my lip as a low groan crept up my throat, and I threw my arms around him. He picked up my other leg and pushed me harder against the wall, holding me up completely, and began to piston into me hard. I had no control over any of it, a complete wreck in his arms, lost to what he wanted. And what he wanted was to possess me fully. I wouldn’t stop him if I could, wanting to give him every part of me. I could feel my divinity thrumming, and those tiny threads connecting us were glowing brighter, sounding in our unconscious. In a quick, violent movement, he dropped one of my legs as he slammed my hand up into the wall behind me, pressing his own against it, our wounds from the divine blade pressing together, melding our blood as we made our promise, skin against skin. He poured his body into mine as the heavens opened further around us. The sound of the rain hitting the ground overpowered the sounds of our skin slapping and the heavy breaths coming from us both.

His free hand supported my lower back, helping me to wrap my legs around his waist, and he pressed us harder against the wall, using it as leverage to thrust into me, so deep that I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. He fucked me hard, bouncing me on his cock, and I tilted my head back against the wall, my hair pulling against the rough stone. Adjusting, he pushed into me from a different angle, hitting a spot that made me cry out, and he took my lips between his teeth and bit. Hard.

“What did I tell you, naughty thing? Do I need to fill your mouth? Do I need to punish you?” His eyes flashed as he kept the same pace, sliding out a bit farther each time and then slamming back into me even harder. It felt so good that I never wanted him to stop. I knew I would be sore, but I didn’t quite care. I wanted every part of him, the gentle and loving Rain and the vicious and angry. I wanted all parts in all ways, and this was one way he gave it to me.

“I think I need punishing.” Each word was punctuated with a thrust from his hips. And then I let loose, screaming out his name, knowing what was in store for me, before he abruptly set me down, a sinful grin taking over his face. If he wanted to put something in my mouth, I had an idea I knew he’d like, and the thought of sucking my desire off of him in another way made my body tense and flush, and I clenched around nothing, wishing he was still inside me. I hungrily watched as he took a step back and assessed me, my dress falling back down to my feet. I nearly dropped to my knees to take him into my mouth before he spoke.

“Over to the railing.” He pointed out to the garden where the rain was still coming down with a vengeance. I gawked at him. It was thundering and storming, and I was still fully dressed.

“I don’t want to ruin it.” I gestured to the beautiful gown I wore.

“Take it off.”

“Right h—”

“I said, take it off.” He stepped forward and spun me so I faced the wall, growling when he struggled with the corset bindings, and did his best to undress me quickly, pulling the dress down for me to step out. Gently laying it across a bench against the wall, his gaze was full of lustful intent. His eyes did a lazy perusal of my body, clad only in the dainty slippers, champagne panties, and the diadem I wore on my head. He was fully clothed, including his crown, the only evidence of what we’d been doing was his length jutting straight out of his pants. I bent down to pull one shoe off before he stopped me.

“Leave the shoes and the diadem. Then I want you bent over the balcony. Now.” Pausing to stare at him for only a second, I slid out of the panties. “Touch yourself while you wait.”

Thankfully, the weather had been temperate today, so the rain itself wasn’t bad, but the wind sent a cool chill down my spine as I walked naked into the downpour. I turned around, watching him as he pulled his pants off, the thick muscle of his thighs tensed and flexed from the exertion of taking me against the wall. I stole another moment as he took off his jacket but then decided to obey him, leaning into the railing, tracing my hand down and finding my clit. I brushed down farther, dragging my fingertips through my wetness, before I moved back up, rubbing tiny circles on that sensitive spot. Fluttering my fingers there, I glanced over my shoulder to see him finally approaching behind me, naked and ready. A flash of lightning lit up the surrounding area, hitting every indentation and curve of his taut muscles. He was so gods damn perfect it took my breath away. A vision come to life. The sky was still open, rain pouring heavily, and my body was slick with it, the wind cooling me, spreading goosebumps across my skin. When he reached me, he stood back, watching me touch myself for just a moment before sliding his warm hand up my backside, rubbing slowly across my soft, wet skin. His hand grazed up my back, his caress firm, and a low moan from deep in my throat crossed my lips.

The next thing I knew, he was kneeling behind me, licking the most sensitive part of my body. I sighed deeply, his warm tongue a stark contrast with the cold air blowing over my pebbled skin. He spread me open with his fingertips, tongue circling my entrance, sensitive from him taking me against the wall. I moaned, not able to help myself before I felt a tight slap on my ass, and I squealed before he rubbed the sting away, his tongue continuing its ministrations at my opening.

The thunder rumbled through me, and the rain picked up, lightning flashing over the mountains in the distance. The storm was wild and dangerous and beautiful, mirroring the way it felt to love Rain. He slid his fingers against my clit, knocking away my own, working me in small circles as he tongued me. His other hand slid up my ass, grabbing and massaging me.

“Gods, Rain, that feels so good. I love you.” He sped up his pace, and I was breathless, repeating myself over and over, barely able to speak. My hair was soaked, and water ran down my back and arms, dripping off my chest and rolling down my legs. He pulled away abruptly, and then his hands were on my hips, pulling me back onto his cock, my cry lost in the storm.

“It’s more than love, my wife. I crave you, I need you, I cannot live without you; Iburnfor you.”

I let out a sob as he slid back into me, overwhelmed by my feelings and the sensation. When I was bent over like this, it felt like he could tear me in half, his thickness stretching and filling me. I felt like I was falling, body weak and limbs heavy. His hands grasped my hips, holding me up, while his fingertips dug into my skin and left bruises. I was weightless and too heavy all at once, getting sucked under the wave of desire.

“Hold on to the railing, dear heart.”

I grabbed onto the balustrade like my life depended on it as he pounded into me. His hips struck a tempo that made me feel like I was on the edge of a cliff, about to fall. I was lost in the sensations, feeling full, and I could feel my breasts swing at each thrust. The sound of his skin slapping against mine was amplified by the rainwater pouring down over our bodies. My divinity thrummed, and I could almost hear an echo along with it. The golden string was taut between us, and I felt another one grow as I had during the Mind ceremony. I could have sworn I saw the glow but knew it was just out of sight, all in the space where my soul resided. Bending over me, he placed soft kisses down my spine as he thrust even deeper, pushing himself into me so I would never—could never—be rid of him.

“I hear your heart.” Rain panted as he pulled me up, my back against his chest. One hand stayed on my hip, while the other reached around to my breast, rolling my nipple in his fingertips. “I feel your divinity. It’s in harmony with mine.”

His words were a caress against my ear. At this angle, he felt even bigger than before as he moved gently inside me. He had slowed his pace when he pulled me up, just moving against me tenderly, lovingly, and I slid my hand up behind me, cupping the back of his neck. When he kissed me in that sweet spot just behind my ear, I melted. And when I listened for the thrum of our divinities, I realized Rain was right, and the song our shared power made was beautiful. I was nearly brought to tears as I listened to it, the sound a comfort for the soul. For a soul who had been so lost and alone, to finally feel this with him was too much. A cold breeze blew past, and I shivered just a second before it abruptly stopped. I was close when Rain reached a hand around me and sent one of his fingers to work on my clit, pushing me ever closer to the edge. There was another rumble of thunder close enough it made the palace shake underneath us, almost making me lose my balance. Rain grasped my hip tightly to steady me before turning my head to the side, holding me just so, and kissed me as he thrust, his fingers pushing me closer and closer to the edge while his tongue swept into my mouth, his lips a caress on mine. He tasted like everything I could ever want. When he broke from my lips, I looked into his eyes, willing him to see every bit of love and emotion I felt for him, and he let out a small gasp.

“Gods, Em. Your eyes.”

I didn’t have a chance to ask what he meant when I finally ebbed over the edge, a free fall into every emotion and feeling I’d been terrified of but now knew as the warm embrace of Rain. Of life. I felt him pulse inside me as he crashed over the edge with me. Lightning struck close by, illuminating the grounds below us, and the thunder that followed nearly threw us to the ground. Rain wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close and away from the railing, and I closed my eyes, sagging against him—spent. My divinity was throbbing, and I felt the power rolling down the string, the space which I now knew housed both mine and Rain’s divinity, a rolling vibration between our souls, a sharing he’d told me about before, but we couldn’t understand until now.

He picked me up, carrying me like a child, and brought me back to the wall we’d been pressed against. Navigating his way to a door, he walked us through it, fully naked. It led into a bedroom, large and comfortable, similar to the one I’d been in earlier with Lavenia. A vast improvement upon what I'd expected. I wondered if Rain was offended when I said I preferred his estate and arranged this suite for us because of it. I didn't care where we slept, as long as it was together. But I glanced around to take it all in. The room was rather dark, the low light of the fire barely able to light our path in from the garden, but I could make out a large carpet, perhaps a deep wine red in the light, and a tremendous bed, thick velvet curtains drawn open to reveal what appeared to be comfortable bedding. He kissed my forehead as he sat me down on the bed and then backed up a bit, watching me with something I could only describe as concern on his face. I felt myself frown, confused over his reaction after what we just shared.

“What is it? Are you alright?” I sat up as he swept the water away from my body, shooting it flying into what I assumed was a bathroom. Sitting down next to me, he pulled a blanket over us before taking my hand and looking at me in earnest.

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