Page 202 of I Will Mend You


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His ice-blue irises, streaked with bolts of lightning, strike me to the core. They draw me in, holding me captive with an electrifying allure.

“I-I love you, Xero,” I stammer, my heart fluttering against my chest like the wings of a trapped bird. “I can’t even begin to thank you for saving me.”

“Promise you’ll be mine forever. That’s all the thanks I need.”

My heart aches with gratitude and longing. That’s all he’s ever asked. The part of me that wanted to run away from him now wants to run into his arms.

“Forever,” I say. “Forever and the day after that. I promise.”

He leans in for another kiss. His hands continue their journey, moving lower to soap my hips and thighs. The intimacy of his touch, the way he handles me with such care and reverence, makes my heart skip several beats.

My legs part in a silent invitation to seal our vows with something deeper than words.

When his fingers trace my inner thighs, my breath hitches. Every muscle in my core clenches in anticipation of his touch, but he pauses, barely grazing my pussy lips.

“May I?” he asks, his voice husky.

“Fuck, yes,” I cry, the word escaping my lips before I can think. I want this. I need him.

He slides off the bench and drops to his knees, and my eyes widen.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“I’m kneeling at the feet of my goddess, worshipping her sweet altar, getting the closest taste of heaven this sinner deserves.”

My lips part with a gasp, but my thighs relax. Xero separates my legs and growls against my sensitive skin. Water cascades from above, yet his breath feels so much hotter. He kisses a slow path along my inner thighs, punctuating each press of his lips with licks and gentle nips, until I’m slumped backward, whining and trembling for his tongue.

After what feels like an eternity, his hot tongue slides over my sensitive clit. A jolt of ecstasy shoots through my core like an electric shock, causing my hips to jerk. It’s as if every nerve in my body gets dialed up to eleven.

“Xero,” I gasp, my voice choked, my fingers tangling into his wet hair.

He hums against my folds, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through my core. His tongue circles my clit with deliberate slowness, then explores every inch of my pussy like he’s committing its contours to memory.

“Relax,” he murmurs, his voice infusing me with tingles. “Let me take control. Let me give you all the pleasure you can handle.I want you coming apart on my face, baptizing me with your sweet nectar.”

I melt against the wall and bench, my hands trailing over his broad shoulders.

Xero alternates between gentle licks and firm, swirling motions, then adds gentle sucking that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

Stars burst through my vision, and the world spins in swirls under his ministrations, threatening to cast me adrift from reality completely. His sinful mouth feels like it was made for my pleasure, his clever tongue shaping itself around my folds with an ease that could only come from the depth of our connection.

“Look at me when I’m making you come,” he growls into my pussy.

I meet his eyes, which are dark with arousal and hunger—voids of black pulling me into his soul.

His fingers slip into my entrance, delivering a stretch that detonates a body-wide explosion of ecstasy. I arch against his mouth, my hips moving in counterpoint to his tongue.

“Just like that. Let go for me,” he says.

I teeter on the edge, every nerve ending on fire. His tongue flicks and licks and swirls, adding to the building pressure. Pleasure coils tight within my core, making my movements erratic. His hands grip my hips, anchoring me in place as the world narrows down to the sensation of his mouth on my clit.

With a final, desperate cry, I shatter, the orgasm ripping through my core with the force of a storm. Body trembling, my nails dig into his shoulders as I ride the waves of pleasure.

He doesn’t stop, his fingers and tongue drawing out every tremor until I’m a boneless, blissful mess. When I fall limp, he pulls back, his lips glistening with my arousal. I’ve never seen him look so beautiful.

Pulling him up, I wrap my fingers around his shaft. “Fuck me,” I moan into his mouth. “I need you. Right now.”

“You want it, little ghost?” he murmurs into the kiss. “Tell me how much.”

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