Page 30 of The Arbiter

Her eyes slide across my skin to the many Xs that are branded there. One for every Damned that I’ve had to send back to Damnation. Her glowing eyes seem to flash with recognition of what they are. She looks to me, then back down, before slowly sliding her finger across a few of the raised marks.

She doesn’t say anything, though. Instead, her eyes turn heated back to me, and she brings her mouth back to mine. Her hands begin to rapidly explore the rests of my torso, sliding and scratching up and down.

I reach between us and tear her shirt down the middle, swiping it off her arms as fast as possible.

My blood is on fire with lust as I reach around and undo the lace bra she’s wearing with the snap of my fingers. I shake with desire when her wet skin slides against mine, wasting no time in threading my fingers into her hair and tugging her head to the side to taste the sensitive flesh of her neck. I work my way down, licking and nipping her chest. I take one of her succulent nipples into my mouth and nip it just a bit, earning a moan of pleasure from her.

Her hand reaches beneath her, and she undoes my pants, slipping her hand in and grabbing a hold of me. I bite down onto her neck with a groan, shuddering at the feel of her grip.

It’s been so long since I’ve been touched, I’d almost forgotten how this felt.

I take back her mouth and ravage it with my own. Feeling a pleasurable burning sensation in the pit of my stomach, I open my eyes to see a stream of light flowing from my mouth to hers.

So this was what being fed from feels like.

“Damnation!” she shouts as she breaks the feed and looks directly in my eyes. “You need to get inside me right now, Larkan.” Her tone is filled with a growl of need.

I smirk at her and reach down between us and under her skirt. Not giving her any warning, I rip her underwear and panty hose.

She gasps softly and stares at me with lustful and expectant eyes. Without even taking a breath, I slip into her hard and fast, and we both let out a loud moan of pleasure.

By the Creator, she feels like the purest sin!

Her hips rock into me fast and hard. Heat rises between us as we move, to the point the windows of the SUV begin to fog.

I feel that same pleasurable burn in my stomach as she begins to feed from me again.

When I start to feel it even more intensely, I know she’s getting even more now that this has escalated. Her moaning is the most beautiful fucking sound I’ve ever heard.

Just as I feel us both getting close to climax, things begin to heat up.Literally. Not just around us, but her whole body feels like it’s beginning to burn.

Behind my closed eyes, a blinding white light is building between us, growing brighter by the second. I’m too caught up in this feeling with her to really care what it is. I just want more.

When we do finally reach our climax, an explosion rocks my body unlike any orgasm I’ve felt before.

My eyes open at the last second, and the light consumes us. I can’t see her even though she’s still there. I cover my eyes until I feel everything begin to cool down, and the bright light fades out as fast as it came.

When I finally open them, Nocturna looks completely different than she had just moments before.

“Uh… Nocturna?”

Her breathing is labored as she lifts her hands and looks at her appearance.

“What the fuck?” she exclaims in confusion before looking to me for an explanation.

I reach out with my power and feel something completely familiar about hers. The Damned part is muted, but her Divine half is almost full force.

I shake my head in shock. “I think you have a third form. And this is it.” I gaze at her in wonder.

Her hair is completely white, her skin has a pearlescent glow with a hint of sparkle to it, and most interesting of all, she now has four-foot black, flaming wings coming from between her shoulder blades that almost look like incorporeal feathers.

“Again. What the fuck?” she says, louder this time.

Nocturna

I look myself over and cannot believe there is yet another fucking form.

Wasn’t I already having enough of an identity crisis with two? Why’d the Creator have to go and give me a third?

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