Marie Harte - Aftershocks

“I know what you need,” she confessed, and drew him out of his Djinn-like form back into solid flesh and bone.

Stroking his arms, his neck and chest, she murmured soothing words of comfort, promises of togetherness she wished might come true. Soon, he was returning her strokes with large, callused hands, assuring her of his return.

He suddenly kissed her, pushing her shirt off her shoulders and soon off her body. Lips and hands caressed her breasts, her stomach and lower, causing desire to vibrate through her like an approaching storm. Lost to sensation, she could only gasp when his hands found the wet heat between her thighs.

One minute, they were groping and straining against their clothes, and the next, he had her lowered to the mossy ground, covering her naked body with his. Pressing against her, he nudged her knees apart and slid into her body.

“Cadmus,” she groaned, arching up as his mouth found her breast.

He pulled the peak and sucked, laving her flesh with a mouth so hot he set her body ablaze. His hands, his touch, and then his mind began increasing her pleasure, mild tremors making her shudder as he thrust and plumped her clitoris. His magic speared her with sexual hunger, an erotic haze rapidly taking over her every rational thought until she was a mass of feeling.

“Yes, Elliara,” he breathed, filling her with his thick shaft. “Take it all, every inch of my cock in your tight, wet pussy. Welcome my mind inside your own. Listen to your body that craves what I can give you.” He palmed her buttocks, pulling her closer as he thrust deeper into her sex. “Feel the whole of me that needs what you are, who you are.”

The friction was unbearable, the pleasure so intense she wanted to scream. He continued to surge in and out, his body growing harder and thicker as he slid through her molten heat. His large hands pulled her with him, stoking her to complete and utter satisfaction.

She couldn’t take anymore, and when he increased the vibration on her clit as he rocked harder into her, she cried out and came, shuddering around him as he finally convulsed, spilling into her. The orgasm seemed non-ending as he continued to shudder, filling her with his essence.

When he finally stopped moving, she felt as if every one of her bones had turned to water. Too sated to move, to barely breathe, she could only lie there and stare up at him in utter awe.

This was the warrior Jonas had spoken of when telling tales of the dreaded Storm Lords. This was the Casanova women at the bar clamoured over for the chance to experience the heaven she’d just reached.

“No, baby,” he murmured, leaning down with eyes so dark they looked black. “This is the man destined to make you sorry you ran out on him this morning.”

“Eavesdropper.” She sighed and kissed his cheek, then his nose, then his mouth, too pleased with his performance to be more than annoyed at his persistence. “This is the man who has a memory like an elephant. How can you still be harping on that after what we just did?”

He remained buried within her, his body still hard though he’d released inside her with tremendous force.

“I’d rather focus on your leaving me than think about how I almost hurt you earlier,” he said quietly, his expression one of open regret. “Ellie, when I think of what I almost did to you, I—”

“Don’t, Cadmus.” She placed two fingers over his lips. “It wasn’t your fault. It was the Darkness.”

“Of this place.” He caged her gently but protectively in his muscled arms.

“No.” Upon first settling down onto Foreia’s ground, she’d felt the instant connection to the land, to its gathered energy. The swirling power within Cadmus didn’t feel the same. “When you burst in truth , that energy came from somewhere else. It’s not Foreia. And it’s not evil. I think I’d have sensed if it were.”

“I almost killed you and Jonas. That’s not a good thing, Ellie,” he said, his expression grim.

“But you didn’t. I’m not sure what happened, but the only thing I felt as your Light burned through me was desperate need.”

“For you, Ellie. You’re the one I need.” He kissed her tenderly, placed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. “I don’t understand any of this. Light forgive me, but I can’t ignore the truth anymore. I want you, Ellie. All of you.”

He began moving in her again, surprising her at how quickly he could arouse her after such a mind-blowing climax. She felt his energy reaching out to her and embraced him, allowing even the tentative touch of his Light. Surprisingly, the Light no longer burned, but caressed like fingers of pleasure everywhere it touched.

“What are you doing to me?” she whispered as he pulled out of her and turned her over, propping her up on her hands and knees. Her limbs felt like jelly, and the mental support he lent was all that allowed her to remain upright.

“I’m loving you, Ellie. All of you,” he said thickly. “This time I’m going to take things slowly, thoroughly, as I give you the perfection you so richly deserve.”

Cadmus felt the cool touch of Ellie’s flesh like the calm beginning before a storm. The physical need to connect with her overwhelmed every other thought in his mind. Her beauty, the silken feel of her golden skin, so much lighter than his darker hand, the scent of their combined lovemaking, all of it fuelled his desire, pushing him to fulfil his darkest fantasies.

As if Foreia had totally opened its arms in greeting, Cadmus could feel the land’s Dark energy spiraling up through his knees on the bed of moss, in the very air touching his naked flesh and in the plant life whispering to him all around. Desires and urges he’d suppressed for so long poured out of him as he readied to mount the woman he’d been waiting for forever.

Coating his shaft in the combined moisture of their release, he pressed into the tight rose of Ellie’s anus. He clenched his teeth, knowing she buzzed with the same passion he felt, but also with a hint of nerves that stroked his excitement unbearably.

She squirmed against him, pushing herself onto him and he inched inside her.

“Oh, Camus,” she breathed. She stilled, letting the small intrusion settle before she tentatively pushed back again. “More.”

He kept himself frozen in the moment, his body eager to take hers, to possess what no man had ever before touched. The primitive rush of conquest washed over him, the darkness of the moment emblazoned in the hunger steadily building within.

Running his hands over her back and shoulders, he leaned closer to hug her, cupping her full breasts and kneading the globes with an urgency that stoked her own. Her nipples tightened, twin buds scoring his palms as he nestled closer inside her.

“Ellie, love, I can’t get enough of you,” he whispered in her ear and nipped at her lobe. At her sigh, he pushed a fraction deeper, fighting the need to plunge deep, to feel her completely surrounding him. “Being with you, seeing you every day and not feeling your heat around me, it’s torture.” Dark needs rode him with brutal pressure. “I need to fuck you, baby, long and hard.”

Her breathing increased, and he groaned, feeling her Darkness sweeping through him. Her feminine energy challenged him, demanding he finish what he’d started. She drew him into her thoughts—images of them making love in every way, dark and decadent, light and tender, made his blood burn.

The ground beneath them trembled as he reached down to pinch and pleasure her clit. The harder he pinched, the more she pushed back, impaling herself on his steely cock even as she gasped against the intrusion.

He couldn’t take much more and, sharing those feelings with Ellie, was thrilled to find she couldn’t wait either.