Page 104 of The Deathless One
She’d promise him anything. Anything if only he would touch her a little harder, grind into her palm as she wanted him to do. She needed friction. She needed to release this powerful energy that was building inside her until it was almost painful. “Yes,” she whined. “Yes, I will destroy this kingdom with you.”
“Good.” He bit down hard on her neck. “Because we’re going to build it in a new image with a glorious witch as its queen.”
A pulse of power rocked over her, shredding her clothes into ash that coated her body with little streaks of black. Just like she’d been in that realm with him, while he was trapped in the shadows and he couldn’t really see her. Taste her.
Touch her. Like this.
Jessamine let her eyes flutter closed and justfelt. The same pulse of power had dissolved his clothing as well. Now she could feel the hot brand of him against her flesh, the heavy weight of his cock pressing against her back and the warmth of his muscles surrounding her. She could feel every twitch and flex he made as she arched against him, and feel every groan echo into her.
His fingers delved between her legs, plunging into her wetness with an almost obscene sound. But it didn’t matter, because he was behind her, holding her above the edge of a cliff, and all she wanted was to come apart in his arms like she had before.
His free hand came up to palm her breast, the pinching sear of his fingers against her nipple sending even more sensation spearing throughher body. She tilted her head back against his shoulder, panting as he toyed with her.
“Come for me, nightmare.”
She opened her eyes, watching as he stared down at her form. His eyes lingered on the swells of her breasts, at the sight of his wrist working between her legs, and she did almost come on command.
“No,” she whispered, wrapping an arm around his neck and drawing him down for a kiss. “I want to come with you inside me.”
His cock kicked against her back, but then he shifted his grip. Both hands grasped her by the hips, and suddenly she was lifted, her back still braced against his chest, but now his cock was between her legs.
The broad head of him nudged at her entrance, teasing her with subtle strokes that weren’t anywhere near enough. He was big, so veiny it made her mouth water, and still, she wanted to feel him split her open.
“No,” he growled, suddenly spinning her in his arms so she had her arms and legs looped around him. “You’re going to scream my name when you come, but first let’s give you one last test, my nightmare.”
And then he walked them off the cliff.
The wind whipped through her hair, obscuring her vision of anything but him and the darkness that surrounded him. And though they were plummeting toward their death, surely about to dash themselves to pieces on the rocks below, she still kissed him with every inch of passion in her body. And then, right when they were about to hit the stones, she felt the shift of magic as they blinked out of existence and he impaled her.
He truly was larger than she’d expected. Her core spasmed around him, suddenly full to near splitting, and it still wasn’t enough. A low whine ripped from her throat. Passion rode her hard. He slammed into her harder.
She didn’t know when or where they’d landed, but all she knew was that there was something for her to lean on now as he thrust inside of her. His pace was punishing, but his gaze on hers held the heat of a thousand suns. He wanted to consume her. To bury himself so deep inside her that they were the same person.
“More,” she said, wrapping her hand around the back of his neck and bracing him closer to her. “Harder.”
He flashed her a feral grin and then snapped his hips forward. Deeper. Harder. He stared into her eyes as he praised her. “Look at you, witch. You take me so well, so deep. Never felt like this.”
“It’s been two hundred and seventy-five years, Elric.”
“Never,” he emphasized, wrapping his arm underneath her hips and arching her deeper. “Only with you.”
Tendrils of shadows rolled over her body. They wrapped around her wrists, holding her in place for the others that played over her breasts, coiling around her clit and rubbing hard. She moaned, an orgasm spiraling higher and higher.
“Elric,” she cried out.
“Again, nightmare.”
“Elric!” This time it was a scream as her entire body clenched around him, squeezing so hard around him that he jerked to a halt inside of her.
But she made sure she kept her eyes open so she could see him curl into her. So she could see the way his eyes squeezed shut, and he clenched his jaw on a long groan. The sensation of him coming inside her, seeing the way it affected him, sent her spiraling into another earth-shattering orgasm. She clenched even harder and then tried to breathe through the sensation.
“That’s my girl,” he whispered, lifting her in his arms until she straddled his hips. “Fuck, you are perfect.”
She breathed him in, holding on to him a little harder as it all hit her that he was here. He was real. This wasn’t just her who could touch him, but everyone. He was a god who had come to life, all because of her.
“You’re here,” she whispered against his sweat-slicked shoulder. “You’re really here.”
He held on to her a little tighter. “For better or worse, you resurrected a god, Jessamine.”
