Page 113 of The Divine Lies We Weave

Oh, fucking Flames!

“Come on, Leela, show me the Viperess you really are,” Rajesh said. “Or do I need to scream your name?”

“You don’t have to scream my name, just scream.”

Rajesh chuckled seductively, spurring her on.

She caught his sloppy lips between her own. Their fingers moved, bodies writhing without much knowledge of anything around them. All their suppressed passions had boiled down to this, and it was all Leela needed. Desire burned everything inside her. Every vessel. Every vein. Making her hotter than the desert, and she didn’t care.

He kissed her, taking her in as if he couldn’t breathe without her—and she couldn’t without him.

She moaned. “Rajesh.”

Rajesh picked up his pace, hands moving to the mattress to hold himself steady.

Leela lifted her legs, forcing them higher so he could get deeper.

“Damiji,” he whispered. He muffled her whimpers with his mouth.

She was about to come undone.

Leela grabbed onto the back of the bed, trying to steady herself as she began to cum. Flames, she wanted to cum. Her toes curled. Lips quivered.

Their gazes locked onto one another, and she was sucked into his orbs as though they were a sandstorm, swirling and making her dizzy beyond comprehension. A deep hunger burned in his eyes.

She didn’t know how much longer she could hold on.

“Come for me, Leela,” he said.

Her moans filled the room. “Rajesh…. I… I… I think…”

Rajesh’s arms tensed, his muscles flexing. He slipped in and out of her several more times before he tilted his head back, moaned, and released on the bed beside her.

Panting, he fell against Leela, chest pressed against hers.

Leela wrapped her arms around him and twirled the strands of his hair against the nape of his neck. She felt his muscles contract, and she tensed. She tried to hold onto this moment for just a little longer, not wanting it to end.

Rajesh sighed and locked her in his gaze of hazed desire. Her insides writhed, slowly burrowing down every sense of self-doubt.

She bit her lip, realizing she was about to say some very important words. Words she wasn’t meant to say, not after the last time when he trampled on her heart. She wished she’d never thought of them and swallowed them back into the pits of her mind. But she was caught in the moment.

Leela shuffled from under Rajesh and sat up. She pulled her knees to her chest and glanced out the window, unable to look at him.

Rajesh leaned up to grasp and rest his chin on her shoulder. “Everything okay?”

Leela bit her lip harder. She couldn’t admit it. She couldn’t say she loved him. Not again. Not for him to then turn on her and break her heart again.

When she turned to speak to him, he wasn’t there.

A thud echoed off the walls.

“Rajesh!” she cried out, scrambling to the edge of the bed. She peered over and gasped. “Rajesh!”

Rajesh writhed on his back. Fingers digging into his skull. He tore at his scalp, teeth glistening in the sun rays.

Leela watched, helpless, as he bucked and coiled in on himself. His shadows flipped and flickered, like an open flame struggling to stay alive.

“What’s happening?” she questioned. “What can I do?”