She groaned and rocked against him. She felt weak, boneless from the climax she still hadn’t come down from. His touch was almost painful on her throbbing flesh.
He moved his hand from between her legs.
She rocked forward, wanted him to keep touching her. Her eyes widened as the motion rubbed her clit against the crystal outcropping.
“Raeder?” She started to step back.
He moved behind her, kept her in place against the crystal. He wedged his leg between hers, forcing hers apart. “Hold the crystal.”
She lifted her arms and grasped the crystal spire. She trusted Raeder as she had never trusted anyone. She would do whatever he told her. She just had to make sure he never found out.
He stood behind her, radiated heat all along her back and thighs.
She couldn’t have moved away from the crystal if she tried. It wasn’t straight but leaned slightly forward. It was too big for her arms to go around. Instead of smooth, the surface was rough, almost raspy.
He rubbed his cock between her folds in her wet heat. “Trust me.” He pushed against her entrance, grunted as the thick head of his penis popped through the resistive ring of muscle. Just pushing into her could make him come. She was so wet. Hot. Tight.
He surged into her, rubbed her against the crystal as he did.
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Raeder forged into her with heavy pressure. Crystal rubbed her clit. Her breasts were crushed against the spire, her nipples rolled against the rough surface.
“You didn’t tell me we were going to be playing with rocks,” she gasped.
Raeder grinned. Only Aleea would say something like that at a time like this. He grunted as he pounded into her, fast and hard. She burned him alive. Her inner muscles clenching and releasing, milking him.
Aleea held tight to the crystal. Every time the sensations were bigger, stronger. He was so big, his cock hard and hot.
She groaned as he slammed into her, forcing her open with his shaft.
His cock surged in and out of her cunt, a burning slide of power forking into her, through her.
The pressure was tremendous. She couldn’t move, could only hold on as his cock split her, his weight forcing her against the crystal column. Her clit was worked with continuous pressure, back and forth. Her nipples tight and swollen. Every nerve ending screaming for release. She gasped for breath. She wouldn’t survive.
He couldn’t be gentle, didn’t want to be. She was a flame around him. His cock surged in and out of her, lightning strokes that burned them both. He was going to explode.
“Make me come, Aleea. Milk me with your cunt.”
Her insides clenched at his words. “I…” She lost what she was going to say, wailed as power surged through her. The crystal vibrated, pink deepened to red.
Hands braced against the crystal, his hips slammed against her ass, his flesh slapping against hers. The wet sound of his cock forging into her cunt, pulling almost free before slamming forward again, filled the room. The low hum of the crystal swelled.
He couldn’t think. Her heat burned him. Her wet velvet depths gripped him, seized around him. Power surged into him, through him, bound her to him.
She couldn’t breathe.
He surged in and out of her.
Heavy pressure, lightning strokes, fire burning. She was one with him, her spirit rising to meet and mesh with his. She could feel what he felt, his need for her. He wanted release, wanted the hard fast ride to never end.
He was one with her. Felt the inner clenching as her orgasm went on and on, rising higher and higher.
She was dying. It couldn’t go on. She didn’t want it to stop.
He crushed her to the crystal, moved against her, his whole body crushing her to the column as he tried to push deeper, to rock harder against her.
Energy, pure and powerful, linked them. She felt his need growing. He needed to come, had to release his seed into her. He needed more. Something only she could give.
“Raeder.” His name was a wisp of sound, gasped out as his hips pounded against her, his cock moving in and out of her in a fast, frantic rhythm. “I need you. Come in me. Share life with me.” Emotion swelled in her, love, lust. She was his. He was hers. For now and forever.
Her cunt clamped around him. Spasms rocked her body against him. Power surged through them, bound them.
He exploded inside her. His cum, hot and thick and bountiful, jetted from him into her. He cried out, his head thrown back as the power raced through him into her and back. The sensations built and built. Red light pulsed from the crystal, filled the alcove.
She screamed, her whole body jerking with the power of her release, of his.
They were one, their minds, hearts, bodies and souls forged together. Their orgasm built, power feeding it, their minds expanded. They felt the world around them, the people in it, space beyond and planets beyond that.
For one moment, they were one with the universe.
Raeder slumped against Aleea. He fought for breath, his chest rising and falling, his body covered with sweat.
“Are you all right?” His voice was hoarse. He lifted himself enough to look down at her. He smoothed her hair back from her sweet damp face, reassuring himself she was all right.
Aleea didn’t have the energy to open her eyes. “When I’m sure I’m alive, I’ll let you know.”
Slowly, exhausted yet energized, Raeder pulled free of her clinging heat. His arm around her waist, he half-supported, half-carried her back to the consummation bed.
She lay down unable to support herself without his help.
He settled beside her, wrapped her in his arms.
“Raeder.”
“Hmm?”
“When we wake up, let’s do that again.”
He smiled as he rubbed his chin against her head nestled under it. “I think you were right.”
“About what?”
“We’re better at this than Riliria and Aviar.”
“Of course we are.” A smile lit her face. She felt smug, and why shouldn’t she? In every way, she was Raeder’s woman.
Epilogue
As Raeder and Aleea came together, hearts, minds, bodies and souls, the royal guests and all of Allouria witnessed the rebirth of a legend. A golden glow filled the sky and expanded outward. The Rilirian Field was reborn.
Aboard The Heritage, on guard against any threat to his home, Zaen smiled. It was a rare smile of exceptional beauty witnessed by none.
About The Author:
Romance. Who can live without it? Certainly not Angelina Evans.
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