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Kairos' hips move with harsh snaps, driving into me with a relentless rhythm that leaves me gasping for breath. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure crashing through me, building a pressure deep in my core that threatens to consume me entirely. His mouth moves to my breasts, sucking and biting, drawing out a chorus of moans from deep within me.
"Kairos," I pant, reaching for him and gripping his horns. I keep his right on my nipple as he circles it. "I'm so close.
"Come for me, little one," he growls, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through every fiber of my being. "Let me feel you explode." And this his teeth drag over the sensitive peak.
He pushes me over the edge. I cry out, my body convulsing as the orgasm rips through me, shattering me into a million pieces. He continues to pound into me, his eyes locked onto mine, holding me captive in their silver depths.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he mutters, his jaw clenched, his body slick with sweat. His fingers dig into my hips, holding me in place as he slams into me again and again, riding out the waves of my climax.
I cling to him, my nails digging into his shoulders, my body writhing beneath him. "Kairos," I gasp, my voice a hoarse whisper. "Please... please fill me up. Give me your cum."
His eyes flash, a primal growl tearing from his throat. He grips my hips even tighter, his thrusts becoming harder, more urgent. Sweat drips from his forehead, a testament to his exertion, his control.
"Mine," he roars, his body taut, his muscles coiled. He drives into me one last time, so deep that he hits a spot inside me that sends a fresh wave of pleasure through me. I feel him pulsing, feel the hot jet of his release as he claims me, marks me, makes me his.
I shudder, my body milking him, drawing out every last drop. His breath is ragged, his chest heaving, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He leans down, his lips capturing mine in a fierce, possessive kiss. I can taste my release on his lips, a heady mix of our combined pleasure.
His cock twitches inside me, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his climax. He pulls back, his eyes never leaving mine. "You're mine, Naia," he whispers, his voice rough with emotion. "Forever."
I slide my hand up his face. "Yes, I am."
And I've never been happier.
15
KAIROS
Istand before the swirling vortex of energy, my arm wrapped protectively around Naia's waist. The ancient chamber hums with power, the air thick with anticipation. I can feel Naia's heart racing against my side, her breath quick and shallow.
"Ready, little one?" I murmur, glancing down at her.
She nods, her green eyes wide but determined. "As I'll ever be."
I turn my attention back to the portal, running through the inscription's instructions in my mind. With Naia's help, we begin the intricate process of opening the gateway.
"Channel your energy into the runes," I instruct, guiding her hands to the glowing symbols etched into the stone. "Let it flow naturally, don't force it."
Naia closes her eyes, her brow furrowing in concentration. I feel the surge of her magic intertwining with mine, raw and untamed but potent. The runes flare to life, pulsing in sync with our combined power.
"That's it," I growl approvingly, pride swelling in my chest. "You're doing beautifully."
The portal responds to our efforts, the swirling energy intensifying. Tendrils of light reach out, probing the air around us. I mutter an incantation, weaving a protective barrier around Naia and myself.
As the gateway stabilizes, I perform a final analysis, probing its structure with my magic. The energy signature feels solid, consistent with what I'd expect from a stable interdimensional passage.
I stand before the portal, my mind racing with the implications of what we're about to do. From outcast theorist to the brink of proving inter-realm travel possible - it's almost too much to comprehend.
"Fuck," I mutter, running a hand through my hair. "Never thought I'd actually be here."
My gaze drifts to Naia, her small form pressed against my side. My mate. The concept still feels foreign, yet undeniably right. How did a simple investigation lead to this?
I think back to the debates in Ti'lith, the condescending looks from my peers as I presented my theories. Their dismissive words echo in my mind:
"Impossible."
"Heretical."
"A waste of magical resources."
