Page 93 of Sapphire Scars


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Each thrust echoed with miniature earthquakes in my bones.

Aftershocks rippled again and again in my heart.

The longer he plunged inside me, the deeper the sensations became.

I lost track of where I ended, and he started. Our breathing synced, panting and wild directly into each other’s lungs.

In a rush of tingling, shimmering pleasure, my physical form dropped away, and I swore our souls weaved together.

I felt him.

All of him.

The dark spots of his childhood. The black shadows of his present. Our energies coiled and knotted, binding us together as our pace increased and his hug tightened, and I spiralled up and up and touched that blinding supernova where all rapture manifested.

I cried out as he took me so hard, so completely.

I sucked on his bottom lip as I begged him to come.

But…as wonderous and as euphoric as this moment was…I couldn’t trip over that final edge. A barrier prevented me. The final hurdle before flying free.

“Come,” he growled. “I can’t last much longer.”

God, yes please.

I wanted to.

So, so badly.

“I-I can’t…”

Was it the pain my body suffered? The drugs in my system? The strange tantric magic I’d somehow stumbled into for the second time?

All three of those things ought to push me screaming into heaven.

Yet…

Not enough.

Not enough!

I impaled myself on him.

He grunted as he thickened inside me.

“More,” I moaned. “I need more.”

“Don’t tell me that.” He kissed me like a feral beast, teeth clacking, tongues knotting. “You should stop me. Fight me off…don’t fucking encourage me.”

He yanked me harder against his chest and sank his teeth into the side of my neck.

Sharp. Monstrous.

I almost came.

Almost.

He licked away the sting, stopping me from soaring into the stars.

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