Page 87 of Wings of Shadow
I deepen the kiss, my tongue delving into the honeyed recesses of her mouth, tasting her, consuming her. She opens to me like a flower to the sun. Our tongues tangle in a wild, instinctive rhythm, resonating with the passion of those who came before us.
Never breaking contact from the sweetness of her lips, I walk her backward toward the bed, shedding her clothes along the way, leaving a trail of silk behind. By the time she tumbles onto the mattress, she’s bare. I can’t wait for us to lie skin to skin, heart to heart.
For a moment, I just look at her, drinking in the sight of her laid out before me like a feast for the senses. Every curve, every hollow, every dip and swell, is a work of art that I long to explore with hands, mouth, and body.
“You are so beautiful,” I whisper, my voice rough with emotion. “Sometimes I look at you, and I can’t believe you’re real. That you’re mine.”
She reaches up, cupping my face in her palms, her thumb tracing the line of my jaw. “I am yours, Kaisner. In every way that matters. Body, heart, and soul.”
I turn my head, pressing a kiss to her palm, my eyes never leaving hers. “And I am yours, Liebes. From now until the end of time.”
And then I’m kissing her again, my taut frame covering hers. She arches beneath me, a moan escaping her lips, and I swallow the sound, drinking it down like the finest of wines.
I worship her with touch and mouth, mapping every inch of her, committing it to memory. I trail kisses down her throat, her breasts, her belly, savoring the taste of her, the scent of her. She writhes against me, hands fisting in the sheets, my name a litany on her lips.
“Please...” she gasps, her hips rolling against mine.
I smile against her skin, a predatory thing full of dark promise. “Please what, baby girl? Tell me what you need.”
“You,” she breathes, eyes locking with mine, glazed with raw, untamed desire. “I need you.”
I trail kisses down her neck, savoring the rainwater on her skin, before pulling back to feast on her beauty. She lies before me, pale and perfect in the dim light. My chest tightens.
“I should worship you from a distance,” I breathe, a sin and a promise. “But I’d rather ruin you up close.”
The words hang between us, and I trace the contours of her collarbones, marveling at the softness of her skin. Goosebumps rise in the wake of my touch, and I can’t help but smile. Even the lightest caress affects her so deeply.
Unable to resist any longer, I strip off my clothes, casting them carelessly aside until I stand before her, bare and ready. Her gaze devours my sculpted planes of muscle and tanned skin.
My hungry stare roves over her exposed flesh, her skin blushing from head to toe. My hands move to her hips, guiding her closer until there’s not an inch of space between us. Heat radiates from my body, my arousal pressing against her stomach, hard and demanding.
She gasps as my fingers slide up her thighs, deliciously torturous as I move closer to the core of her desire. “I’ve waited long enough for this,” I growl against her skin, my teeth grazing her throat. “And now I’ll take what’s mine—rough, slow, and without mercy.”
I pin her wrists above her head with one hand, holding her captive to my desires. With the other, I trace the curves of her body, savoring every shiver and gasp that escapes her lips. She arches into me, a soft moan filling the air. It’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard, and I’m determined to hear it again and again.
“You’re mine, Clarissa,” I murmur, my voice thick with possession. “Every inch of you belongs to me.”
I enter her slowly, savoring every sensation. She’s tight and hot around me, fitting me perfectly, as if we were made for each other. For a moment, I’m overwhelmed by the intensity of it all—not just the physical pleasure, but the emotional connection that I’ve never had with anyone else.
But then Clarissa rolls her hips, and coherent thought becomes impossible. I set a relentless pace, driven by a primal need to claim her, to make her mine. Each thrust pushes us both closer to the edge, the tension building to an almost unbearable level.
“Feel how much I want you,” I grunt, eyes locked on hers. I must have her understand, to grasp the intensity of my yearning, my... love? The realization should terrify me, but in this moment, it feels right. Inevitable.
With a growl of pure, untamed instinct, I surge forward, claiming her, filling her, making her mine in the most fundamental of ways. I set a rhythm, a give and take, a push and pull that builds and builds until we are both teetering on the edge of oblivion. Our bodies move in perfect synchronicity, our hearts beating as one, our very souls entwined.
“Oh gods, Kaisner… Yes, right there!” she cries out, her nails raking down my back, her legs wrapping around my waist, urging me deeper.
“That’s it,” I command, my voice a low rumble. “Give yourself to me completely.”
I growl, and my grip on her tightens. I slam into her even harder, hips crashing against hers with a force that should be painful but instead ignites a delicious fire within her. The sound of our bodies colliding fills the room, driving us both further into the realm of unyielding lust.
Around us, the world fades away, replaced by a haze of pleasure and the heat between our bodies. The scent of our mingled sweat permeates the air, only adding to the carnal atmosphere that surrounds us. My eyes never leave hers, deep blue irises burning with a hunger that matches my own.
I can feel her getting close, her body tensing beneath me. “Come for me, baby,” I command, my voice rough with exertion and emotion. “Come for me now.”
And she does. My words are the trigger that sends her hurtling over the edge. Her release washes over her like a tidal wave, stealing her breath as she arches her back and cries out my name. My teeth graze her neck as I follow close behind, emptying myself inside her with a primal growl that echoes the depths of my soul.
And when the end comes, it is with a force that shatters us both, sending us spiraling into the infinite abyss of pleasure. We cling to each other, anchoring each other as the waves of ecstasy crash over us, through us, leaving us spent and trembling in their wake.
