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“Together, my anshar. We’ll soar to the stars together.” He waited, burning in anguish, until she gave her consent.
Her widened jewel-colored eyes shimmered with confidence when she gave him a slight nod.
No one, throughout his endless life, had ever given him that kind of trust. With one swift thrust of his hips, he surged and buried himself in her compact sheath. The intense burning made him founder as she threw her head back and groaned, eyes closed. He waited until they both got used to his girth. Sweat beaded his temples as his arms quivered. Leaning down, he kissed her closed eyelids.
“Perfect. Being inside you is like being consumed by pleasure.” Planting his lips over her plump ones, he savored her taste. Keeping the contact light, he made sure their mental link expanded to include every part of who he was. At once, their chemistry snapped as a wave of electricity bound them together. The sharp pain they felt was replaced by a sensual connection so hot and strong it was hard to separate them. He swore lights danced around their bodies.
Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips over her neck and then pierced the tender skin.
She squealed as her blood burst into his mouth.
Pure joy and sunshine from her flowed through him. Joining with her this way not only ratcheted his pleasure higher, but he experienced her burgeoning need for him. It was wild and obsessive, and not given lightly.
She shared all she was without reservation.
Withdrawing his fangs from her neck, Zamush licked the wound closed and slipped in and out of her snug channel. With each stroke, the demands of his body rushed ahead. A searing icy fire licked over his skin and roared in his belly. Muscles contracted, and beads of perspiration dotted his skin, making each stroke a slick adventure. There was no other pleasure that could compare. Dragging her close, he buried himself inside her over and over to bring them to the edge.
She tensed. Her channel gripped him in a pulsating vise of steel. Screaming his name, she dug her nails into the flexing muscles of his ass.
“Ah, my anshar.” Her release triggered a vicious burst inside him and threw him into a climactic point of no return. He jerked and shuddered against her and came so hard he almost lost consciousness. Everything he had poured into her as he flooded her channel in a shuddering haze of fulfillment.
After several ragged breaths, he pulled away to peer at her. Her beautiful flushed face was an open expression of joy and wonder.
Her lids remained at half-mast. A self-satisfied smile curved her luscious mouth.
His heart all but stopped as contentment laced with an intoxicating dose of homecoming took over. If only he could hold onto this feeling forever. Now he understood what drove his parents’ desperation to be together.
With a satisfied grunt, Zamush rolled them over so she was on top, keeping his dick snug in her warmth. He snuggled her over him as he relaxed into the pillows. Wrapping his arm around her slick waist, he put his other hand under his head and closed his eyes. The habitual tension he carried dissolved.
For the first time in a long time, he was ready for the future.
~Jelena~
The first thing a groggy Jelena woke up to was her lying on a hot, hilly mattress. A warm and toasty mattress full of brawny dips and powerful hollows. When did her bed become so firm and slick? She inhaled and sighed at the rich masculine spice surrounding her. Blanketing her arms was a curtain of black silk. She entwined her hands in their thick threads with a groan of wanton contentment. A gust of sultry breath bathed the side of her neck as the rumbly terrain under her rose with a steady up-and-down motion.
Her groan deepened as she tightened her hug around Zamush’s head and nuzzled the side of his neck. Another deep breath to enjoy the intoxicating blend of his creamy musk. Every part of her tightened, especially low in her groin, that was still quivering with pleasure. Expelling a heartfelt sigh, she nestled over the terrain of her man. With a frown, she searched internally for any regrets. None. She smiled. Regret didn’t dare show its ugly mug. Even her restless nature had gone bye-bye, leaving peaceful calm behind. She licked her lips. Damn, her increased bloodlust that plagued her for the last several years had vanished. It was as if mating with Zamush finished something inside her.
Her face heated as she relived how she’d dismissed him when they first met. What was worse was how she’d planned to use him. She’d treated him as if he were nothing more than a personal means to an end. She didn’t care how it affected him or anyone else. After discovering her blind devotion to Sychar was misguided, it became glaringly obvious Zamush was everything she’d been searching for. If it was the last thing she did, she’d prove her devotion to him. Even if it took centuries.
“I may not be reading your mind, but you’re thinking awfully loud.”
Zamush’s voice rumbled underneath her. When his muscled chest moved, it tickled her nipples into hard points.
She moaned when his large hands covered the globes of her ass with a gentle squeeze. Between the folds of her sex, her clit blossomed with need. Unable to help herself, she wiggled in appreciation as he pulled her close.
“Well, if you have to know, I was thinking of you.” She shared her breathless response. Keeping her eyes on him, she sat up.
The turquoise of his dual-colored eyes darkened around the starburst yellow.
With an indrawn breath, she gathered courage from deep within to say what she had to.
“I’m so sorry about how I used you when we first met. I treated you like you were nothing and refused to let you get close.” She confessed all that in a rush, then bit her bottom lip.
Zamush pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear and didn’t say a word.
His silent acceptance encouraged her to continue. “When we met, you brought out something in me that scared me.” She looked down. “I didn’t know how to handle it.” Her eyes sought his again. “I don’t blame you for wanting to leave when you did.” She shivered, grasping his solid shoulders in a quivering grip. “All I can say is I hope you’ll forgive me. I’m so sorry.” She put conviction in her tone and waited.
It might’ve been a humbling confession, but it was something that needed to be said. Now all she had to do was take the final leap and finish declaring her feelings. With firm resolve, she stared him straight in the eyes. “I’m totally in love with you, Zamush. And believe me, it’s not the weak ridiculous feelings I had for Sychar.” She stroked the side of his face, running her fingers over his scratchy jaw. “You are everything to me. Please don’t leave me.” That was it, that’s all she had. She held her breath, her body shaking as she waited for his response.
