Page 17 of Witch's Betrayal
I turned and kissed her temple. "Is what weird?"
"The fact that I'm trying to avenge my mother's death," she said softly. "I mean since you don't have parents and have seen so many lives go by. I know death is not a big deal when you're immortal."
"Hey." I cupped her chin and gently turned her to face me. Her golden irises danced in the firelight as they searched through mine.
"It's not weird at all," I told her. "I may not have had a childhood or parents, but we'vebeenparents. We've raised hundreds of children together. Don't you remember?"
"Of course I do," she smiled. "I loved seeing the three of you dote on our kids more than anything. And it's amazing to think about the witch gene being passed on for this many generations because of us." Her smile faded. "It's just been so long."
"I know." My arms tightened around her. "And when we're ready, we'll create the next generation of witches. But just because we live outside the cycle of life and death, doesn't mean I don't cherish life." I nudged my lips across hers in a soft, brushing kiss. "And I cherish you. This is important to you, so I'm making it my mission to help you get to the bottom of it."
A smile crept back onto her face as she stroked my beard. Her aura glowed with warmth and appreciation.
"Thank you, my angel," she whispered before kissing me deeply.
With a low moan, I pulled her across my lap until she straddled me. The book slid off the love seat to somewhere unknown on the floor.
"Fuck," I groaned upon realizing she was completely naked under the robe. My cock strained against my jeans which we pulled down eagerly, giving her something softer to rest her bare vulva on.
She gasped as she sat astride my shaft, growing thick and hard by the second as she rubbed herself on my boxer briefs. I kissed a slow, hot trail along her jaw, making my way down her neck as I pulled the robe off her shoulders. I took my time kissing her soft heated flesh, moving along to her collarbone and shoulder as the robe fell lower down her arms.
The fabric eventually fell away as I kissed her throat, my hands gripping just underneath her breasts. I had to pull away and look just for a moment at the gorgeous woman sitting on me.
She gazed at me with large, hungry eyes as the firelight danced over her bare skin. I couldn't even begin to fathom how lucky I was. She was always beautiful, no matter what body she inhabited. Sometimes her hair was blonde. Sometimes she was tall and leggy, other times shorter and with voluptuous curves. But she always had those same golden eyes and she was always gorgeous.
I pulled her close again, sliding my hands up her slender back as my kisses went lower, grazing across her pert nipples. She whimpered as she ground her pussy into my lap, coating my cock in her wetness. Her soft lips traced the contour of my shoulder, nipping me gently which drove me wild. With an uncontrollable groan, I pulled her hips forward, dying to sink into her.
The friction of her body against mine rolled my briefs down with no hands to assist. We were too busy with our hands on each other. Only a slight shift and wiggling was needed for her to lower herself onto my shaft. She paused as I pressed against her hot, slick entrance, my hands holding her waist as I brushed kisses along her ribs.
"You are absolute perfection," I whispered against her skin. "No matter what century it is or what body you're in."
"I swear we were made for each other," she rasped against my ear. "The first rebel human and rebel angel. Who knew we'd be such a force to be reckoned with."
I gave her my agreement with a hard kiss and pulled her down, impaling her on my cock at the same time. We moaned in unison, a shuddering pleasure filling me as I was sheathed in her perfect pussy. She raised and lowered herself onto me, soft whimpers and sighs escaping with each movement until she lowered herself all the way. Being inside her was more heavenly than the kingdom in the clouds I lived in eons ago.
Our eye contact was only broken by our kisses. I matched her thrusts as she rode me, creating a seamless rhythm of pleasure for both of us. When her orgasm started building, hugging my cock on all sides, I sat up tall on the edge of the loveseat. Her skin grew hotter, her movements more frenzied from the added pressure on her clit.
"Yes, my love," I purred into her neck, holding her thrashing body tight against my chest as the orgasm overtook her.
Deep moans escaped my throat as she convulsed around me. I wrestled for control as she quivered in my arms, whimpering, cursing and begging incoherently. Finally, she relaxed and melted against me, panting with exhaustion and her pulse racing.
I covered her neck, shoulders, and face with kisses as I shifted our position, picking her up and laying her on her back. Moonlight from the window mixed with the firelight on her skin, making her look as if she was made of half fire half ice. I took my time to kiss her and feel every inch of her with my mouth and fingertips. I wanted to memorize this beautiful body she was in long after she discarded it and found a new one. This was the vessel she occupied when she finally became whole and returned to us.
Goosebumps covered her flesh, despite being covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Her hands caressed my scalp as I dragged my mouth across her belly and hips.
"You're going to get me off again just from that," she breathed. "Damn, I'm still so sensitive from that last one."
"Well, that's perfect," I said, making my way lower. "Because I need a short break if I'm going to last any longer."
Whatever response she had was immediately cut off as I sealed my mouth over her pussy, lapping up her sweet nectar like I needed it to live. Her caresses through my hair became greedy pulls as she bucked her hips against my mouth. Her thighs pressed in on both sides of my head and I hadn't even touched her clit yet.
I teased her until she begged for release. I felt her thighs shaking before my tongue flicked that hard little button. When she came undone, I didn't give her a chance to recover.
She screamed and I felt the delightful pain of her nails in my back as I entered her again in one smooth motion. This time, I didn't fight to maintain control. I let go of it completely.
Her convulsions around me never seemed to stop as I fucked her hard and deep, grunting like an animal as I pinned her hips down on the love seat. I felt teeth cut my shoulder and returned the biting kiss, my pleasure swelling as we marked each other.
I lost track of where I ended and she began. Magic surrounded us and passed through us as we became a single entity. Ordinary humans, even those who were soulmates, would never be able to connect to each other on this level. It was like our souls left our bodies and made love on a plane that wasn't even physical.
My release came violently, draining all my strength as I emptied into her. Her pussy, her aura, or her soul, I couldn't tell the difference anymore, held onto me like it didn't want to let go. As weariness settled into my limbs I reached above our heads and laced my fingers through hers, ensuring that I never would let her go again.
