Page 68 of Prince of Blaze and Embers
I could feel the heat in my core spreading, the sensation of desire and longing coursing through my veins. The warmth of his presence, the intensity in his gaze, the promise in his words—it was all intoxicating.
"Cade," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I feel the same way. But we’re from different worlds, different elements. Our very blood prevents us from being together without suffering."
His hand reached out, gently brushing against my cheek. The touch was electrifying, sending sparks of pleasure through my body. "I don’t care about the consequences, Ash. I care about you. About us. We’ll find a way to make this work, no matter what it takes."
The roughness of his fingertips traced a path down my neck, eliciting a soft moan from deep within me. The sensation was overwhelming; a mix of pleasure and anticipation that made me yearn for more. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses that sent goose pimples erupting on my skin.
I melted into his touch, my body responding to his everymovement. His hands slid down my arms, caressing my bare skin, making me acutely aware of every nerve ending. He slowly slid the sleeves of my shirt down, revealing my shoulders, my breath catching in my throat as the fabric fell away.
"You’re so beautiful, Ash," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I want you more than anything else in this world."
His words inflamed my desire, making me yearn for him with every fiber of my being. I knew that what we were doing would lead to pain, to suffering, but the pleasure was too intense, too consuming to resist.
He leaned his staff against the cave wall, the red glow casting long shadows that seemed to dance with our movements. His hands slid underneath my belt, his fingers finding their way to my most sensitive spot. I let out a soft gasp as he rubbed my clit, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.
"Cade," I moaned. "I want you too. I don’t care what happens. I just want to be with you."
His mouth found my nipples, sucking and teasing them gently as he continued to rub my clit. The combination of sensations was overwhelming, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I could feel the heat building within me, the tension coiling deep in my core, ready to explode.
But as his fingers worked their magic, I felt a growing discomfort, a familiar pain that always accompanied our elemental union. He was Cinderyn, and I was Aqualorian; our cursed bond. My body tightened, to dry out, as the steam rose from between us. Sweat dripped from my brow, but I refused to let the pain overshadow the pleasure.
Cade’s mouth moved higher, kissing and sucking my neck as he continued to rub my clit. The sensation was exquisite, a mix of pleasure and pain that was both intoxicating and dangerous. I knew that if we continued, the pleasure would eventually be eclipsed by the pain, but I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to stop.
He unbuckled my pants, his fingers moving deftly as he undidthe clasp. But just before he could slide my pants down, I stopped him, placing my hand on top of his. His eyes met mine, a mix of confusion and desire swirling within them.
"Wait," I whispered, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Let’s try something else. To see if it works better."
I pushed him gently back against the cave wall, my hands sliding down his chest to his belt. I knelt down before him, my heart pounding with lust and desire. Slowly, I undid his belt, my fingers trembling slightly as I unbuttoned his pants. His cock hinged out from his pant leg, swinging toward me, stiffening with excitement. A silvery pearl of his cum beaded at its crest.
He let out a deep moan as I kissed the head of his cock, the taste of him sending shivers of pleasure through my body. I licked the tip, savoring the feel of him, the taste of him. I wrapped my hand around his huge veiny shaft, dwarfing my hand. His raw power throbbed for me, and I ached for him-- all of him. When he moaned again, deeper and more intense, I took him fully into my mouth, wrapping the head of his cock with my mouth and tongue.
The sensation of him throbbing in my mouth was exhilarating, a mix of pleasure and power that was both intoxicating and addictive. I moved slowly at first, getting accustomed to the feel of him, the taste of him. But as his moans grew louder, more insistent, I increased my pace, taking him deeper, driving him to the brink of ecstasy.
I could feel the tension building within him, his body tensing as he approached the edge. But even as I felt his cock throbbing in my mouth, I felt the familiar pain returning, my body tightening up, drying out. The steam billowed up from between us, sweat trickling down my brow.
I pushed past the pain, determined to give him the pleasure he deserved. The taste of him was too much for me to resist, too much for me to stop. I took him deeper, my lips and tongue working in unison, driving him to the edge. With my other hand,I took his massive manhood and squeezed gently. He moaned my name, and I quickened my pace, letting his huge head slide on top of my tongue.
Finally, he came, his body convulsing as he released into my mouth. The taste of him was spicy, like peppercorns on my tongue. It burned at first, but then I craved the taste of him, the essence of him. It was addictive, a sensation that I couldn’t get enough of.
I released him, falling back weakly, my body drained and exhausted. The pain was intense, but the pleasure lingered, a memory that was etched deep within me. He caught me, his arms wrapping around me as he pulled me to him. We sat there, our breaths coming in heavy gasps, our bodies slick with sweat and steam.
"Ash," he murmured, his voice filled with concern. "Are you okay?"
I nodded weakly, my body trembling from the intensity of what we had just shared. "I’m okay," I said, my voice barely audible. "I just... I just need a moment to recover. I need water. I need water badly..." My mouth and throat burned as if I’d swallowed molten iron. Sweat poured down my brow and a deep weakness felt as if my bones may snap.
He held me close, his arms wrapped around me, his heartbeat pounding and heat emanating from his chest like a fiery furnace. I pushed myself away as I was about to collapse into exhaustion and unconsciousness. "I’m sorry if I hurt you," he said, his voice filled with regret. "I don’t want to cause you pain. I want to find a way to lift this curse, to make this right."
I looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity, the determination within them. "I know you will, Cade. I trust you. I believe in you."
"Even if it means traveling to the distant stars, I'll find a way to fix this. To fix us. I promise you, Ash. I will find a way. No matter what it takes, I will lift this curse."
We sat there in silence, our breaths slowly returning tonormal, our bodies pressed close together. The red glow of his staff cast a warm, comforting light on the cave walls, a cocoon of warmth amidst the darkness.
I didn’t know how we’d ever be able to be together. But he gave me hope. The way it felt being with him, tasting him, swallowing him, it was driving me insane. The thing I wanted most in this world, and it was literally killing me…
How could he lift the curse though. That was impossible. It was in our blood. It was a curse as old as time. Fire versus water. Cinderyn against Aqualorian. How could that ever be overcome? Deep in my heart I want to believe him. But I feel it’s impossible. A dream. A fleeting dream with no happy ending… my heart hurt… like a hot needle poked into its center, causing my whole chest to heat.
As the minutes passed, the pain in my body eased, replaced by a sense of contentment and satisfaction. I knew that what we had just shared was dangerous, that it would lead to pain and suffering, but I also knew that it was worth it. Our bond, our connection, was worth the risk.
