Page 130 of Princess of Bael
I didn’t know what else to do other than to take him inside me, and immediately everything felt right again. Tears blurred my vision, my mind struggling to understand what was happening between us. We’d fucked several times, but this was so very different. It was impactful in a way I couldn’t define. Shooting me up into the heavens and down to the pits of Hell with every swivel of my hips.
Imbalance.
Balance.
Imbalance.
Balance.
Ezra sat up, his arms wrapping around me in bands of protective muscle. His wings followed, cocooning me in this temporary insanity and granting me a moment of utter bliss.
Then he thrust up into me and destabilized my sense of rightness once more.
Another thrust made me feel at peace.
A third thrust had me crying out at the spinning sensation overtaking my being.
On it went—a battle of tranquility and chaos.
He kissed away my tears even as he caused more to pour from my eyes.
His energy swathed mine, healing me one moment and killing me the next.
I felt lost and at home all at the same time. On a path to euphoric fate one second and falling off the edge into despair only a blink later.
It was insanity.
It was perfection.
It wasus.
A relationship of balance between Heaven and Hell, two souls destined to create a new Divinity. A new balance. A new way of life.
A moment of clarity struck me—we’re righting the wrong of our sins—and then it left me as Ezra tumbled me headfirst in a black oblivion of ecstasy.
Pleasure and pain rippled through my being, stirring a battle inside me that threatened to kill me.
But I embraced it.
I allowed it to take me under.
Granted the balance access to my body and soul to create the future required for all of us to survive.
My penance for all the wrongs in my life.
For starting us down this journey that had led to Kristina’s death.
To the imbalance of demon and angel kind.
I took it all, the burden mine to bear alone.
Except I wasn’t alone at all.
I had Ezra there with me, his body wrapped tightly around mine as he followed me down this dark and dangerous path called fate.
He didn’t abandon me this time.
He didn’t leave me behind.
