Page 44 of Wings of The Wraith
His grip tightened around me as he started pounding. Fucking me into a mindless oblivion and soon the only sound I could hear was our moans of ecstasy, and our bodies slapping together.
We both got lost in the rhythm. Lost in the sexual heat. Lost in time and space. Lost in each other.
Waves of pleasure and ecstasy coursed through my body, singing and dancing through my veins. Leaving heat and fire in its passage.
I never believed I could feel this way. It was unreal, unimaginable, unbelievable. And still he was giving me more to captivate me.
Dante pulled out in the height of that passion and twisted me back to face him. He lifted me up and eased me down onto his cock again. I wrapped my legs around him to get a good grip, then he positioned himself inside me and started pumping again.
This position felt more intimate and it was. It really was.
He held me around my waist with one hand, then with the other he smoothed his hand to the back of my head and brought my lips down to his.
We stayed like that for a few moments, once again getting lost in the throes of passion.
Then...something primal and hot seemed to take hold of both of us and suddenly he was rutting into me like an animal. It was mindless need, the same mindless need I felt that made me want to devour him.
I knew our end was near after that. I just knew it. I did my best to hold on because I didn’t want it to end. I wished we could stay like this forever.
I tried so hard to hang on to the swirl of emotion that gripped me –that had never happened with anyone else, but this time the orgasm that seized me scorched my body clean with a wave of energy and fire. It rushed over both of us in a cascade of light.
He jackhammered into his own release, erupting with a blast inside me.
We were both breathing hard and covered in sweat. He pulled me down for another kiss and held me close, wrapping his arms around me.
“This has to happen again Alyssa. It has to,” he breathed into my ear.
I lifted my head slightly, but pressed it to his. “Yes, it has to.”
“When you come to Picchus all you’ll have to do is think of me to find me.”
I looked at him. “That’s all?”
“That’s it, but only certain people can do that.”
“What kind of people?” I teased. I already knew what he was going to say but I wanted to hear it.
“Special people. The kind of person who’d want to keep seeing me.”
“That sounds like me.”
I giggled when he kissed me again and set me down.
We kissed again and again. It was clear we were both trying to hold onto the moment. But it was also clear we needed to get back to reality.
We needed to get right back.
At the realization, the expression on Dante’s face fell, as did mine. We sorted ourselves out quickly and got our clothes back on.
“What should we do now?” I asked.
“We need to focus on something that looks different. There’s a loop of some sort that makes us keep going around in circles. Designed to make sure we never get to where we’re going. But each time we keep passing whatever that thing is.”
“Well I’ll keep a close eye out.”
“If we were somewhere else shit like that wouldn’t work on me.” His brows snapped together.
I figured as much, although I wouldn’t have known the limitations on my own magic.
I just guessed that whatever affected him, must affect me too.
“I know. What else –” I stopped in mid-sentence when something snaked up my leg. I looked down to see root vines moving up from the ground, wrapping around both my legs.
“Dante!” I screamed and tried to move to him.
But Dante couldn’t help me. Hovering over him was a dragon like creature. White, pure white, and it seemed to be pulling his soul from his body.
The cry that came from his lips was so loud and piercing it ripped through me. I reached for him, but the vines surrounded me sucking me right into somewhere.
I didn’t know where.
