by S. K Munt
Oh God I felt the same way, and it blew my mind to know that she was there with me. ‘You think so too?’ I breathed, and she nodded.
‘I don’t understand why…but I don’t think it’s going to matter once you’re inside me, do you?’ she began to reel me in by my shirt, tilting her face up to mine and beginning to close her eyes dreamily. ‘All that will be left of either of us, is pleasure...’
It was hitting me hard now: this was happening. I’d been led into a Companion’s chamber by my desires and even though it was a dream come true, the flickering of the fire across from us was reminding me of the last time I’d almost made love to a girl that I could not let go, and of how it had ruined my life. My Nephilim urges needed sating and there was no denying that, but what would become of me if I lost myself in this girl? Would the last two years and the character that they had re-instated inside me disintegrate? By doing this, was I acknowledging my throne’s claim that a Barachiel man could not possibly abstain for the greater good and thereby, required a crop of girls to be gifted to them like flowers in a bouquet? Flowers that might came to wilt?
‘Fuck…’ I was practically hyperventilating when I leaned down and kissed her, then stroked her cheek. ‘Fuck… this is so dangerous. I’ve never been so aroused- and so apprehensive- in my whole life.’
‘You’re afraid that you’re going to hurt me?’ she whispered. ‘That you’ll be lost to the lust again?’ I nodded and she bit her lip, nodding. ‘So am I,’ and my gut clenched like I’d been socked. But then she smiled a secret smile that was every bit as mysterious as the rest of her, and brought my face down to hers by wrapping her hand around the back of my neck while caressing me intimately with the other, making me thicken and harden that little bit more. Her breath was shallow and uneven too, but she locked her sapphire eyes on mine and whispered: ‘But it’s all right, Kohén… maybe Larkin Whittaker didn’t have what it took to keep you in line… but I do.’ Her eyes flashed as she roughly dragged her mouth against mine while squeezing me firmly through my pants. ‘If I say stop, and you don’t-’ she flicked her tongue against my parted lips, ‘-it’s going to be the last fucking thing that you ever hear, got it?’ A chill ran through me, but then she kissed me before I could even finish nodding and suddenly, the heat was back, and so were her hands- sliding in under my shirt and caressing my clenched lower abdominal muscles adoringly. ‘Good…’ she moaned and bent down, kissing just above the waistband of my pants and my stomach pulled in in response to the ticklish pleasure that her lips invoked. ‘Then take your clothes off…you’ve tasted me, now it’s my turn to run my lips over every hidden inch of you.’
My cock twitched, but my inhibitions returned. ‘Can I ask how you feel about scars first?’ she looked up at me, blinking. ‘I’m enjoying the way you’re been looking at me all night- to see disappointment in your eyes when I undress would be devastating for me.’
Erika blinked again. ‘Why? What kind of scars could a Nephilim who has near constant access to a healer have?’
‘Only the one I chose to keep- after the ordeal with…’ I couldn’t bring myself to say her name during such a vulnerable moment so I diverted her attention from my sudden handicap by reefing my shirt over my head and then peeling it off my arms. Erika’s eyes searched the flesh I’d already revealed with the kind of lustful gaze that made me feel like I had gotten taller, but when I discarded the shirt and gestured to my chest, she paled. ‘It’s my brand; my reminder that I was the most destructive force to ever live within Eden’s walls.’ I stepped forward so that the slash of moonlight streaking across the room would illuminate the brand, which was less noticeable now that I’d spent years doing manual labour and combat training. Once it had been very obvious to me- red and slightly puckered and exposed on my less developed adolescent chest, but now that my pectorals were so prominent, the scar had sort of slipped over the inner edge of my left one and into the groove of shadow that it shared with the right. ‘It’s unsightly, I know, but it’s a part of me.’
‘Oh fuck…’ Erika sat up, slipped her hands around my ribs and peered at my chest in disbelief, and though I felt more self-conscious than I ever had before, I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, opting to concentrate on her touch and not her obvious horror. ‘You kept this on purpose? Why? I’d do anything to have my own brand removed!’’
I nodded. ‘I’d do anything to have never received it in the first place… but I earned it, and though I don’t remember how, I do know why and it’s not a fact about myself that I should be allowed to forget.’ Erika looked up at me with glassy eyes, and I stroked her cheek, moved that she looked so concerned for me. Not revolted- perplexed. ‘My mother branded me while calling me a whore, Erika, and it’s one of the few sordid details of that night that is not public knowledge. She did it to save Larkin, but even that didn’t stop me- I branded that poor girl anyway.’ I swallowed hard as a tear slipped out of the corner of her eyes and streaked her make-up. ‘After everyone else that could be saved from that disaster had been saved, I was healed too, but I hid this wound from the people tending to me. Not only to remember how foolishly I acted and how many people I had let down…’ my throat was getting tighter, and the horrified expression on Erika’s face was doing nothing to ease my insecurities. ‘But for Larkin. I don’t know where she is or who she is now- or what she thinks of me- but if she must bear the mark of my stupid fixation with her for life, then it’s only fair that I should bear one too, isn’t it?’
‘You don’t hate her…’ Erika said softly and though it was not a question, I shook my head.
‘How could I? I don’t remember her at all, but I know myself now or at least I’m beginning to, and I know that for me to have acted that way, I couldn’t have just been afraid of losing a Companion- but my world.’
Another tear slipped down Erika’s cheek. ‘You speak like a man that’s still in love.’
I pressed my lips together, feeling myself prickle all over with emotion, especially behind my eyes. ‘I cannot feel love for someone that I do not know and cannot recollect with my damaged soul, but my body, my heart, my soul… they feel the absence of her every second of every day. If all of that black nothingness inside me is the negative space where she once resided, then it could be said that she is more my other half- my soul mate- than my twin is.’
To my horror, Erika sobbed, dropped her face into her hands, and then began to weep, and panic flared through me as I realised that in being completely honest with the sweet Companion that had moved me to the point of absolute honesty, I had just made her feel inadequate in comparison to the girl that I could not even remember.
‘Oh sweet girl, please don’t cry! I am only telling you this- only exposing myself like this- because I want you to know me.’ I knelt by the foot of the bed and pried her hands away from her eyes. ‘I’ve never told anyone this before, but I’m telling you now because… because there’s been less nothingness to me today. Food tastes sweeter, the sound of laughter has rung clearer- the entire world has been bathed in shades of grey for me for two long, lonely years, but then I saw you, and it’s like everything exploded with light, and sound and joy.’ My heart was racing and I unzipped my pocket as I kissed her wet lips chastely, then drew my coin pouch from my pants and rested it gently on her lap. ‘They say that money cannot buy happiness and I know that’s true- but if it can buy your time, then it will be the first sliver of happiness that I have managed to secure for myself since the night that she left me. Not because you’re a Companion, but because you’re you.’
Erika opened her hands, looked down at the purse and sobbed again, looking up at me. ‘I can’t take this,’ she picked up the purse, flung it across the room and then rose up, cupping my face and leaning her forehead against mine, inhaling deeply. ‘You have paid for my submission with your soul, Prince Kohén, so kiss me, take me, and make love to me- and know that the world will be exploding with colour for the both of us as you do.’
And then she was
kissing me again, and my panic dissolved and was replaced with concentrated passion once more.
45.
Château Aztaroth, Raphael
Kohén Barachiel
Erika crushed my lips under hers and I groaned in satiation as I felt her skin press against mine. One of her hot little hands reached down and palmed my brand and I gasped as feelings of acceptance and forgiveness washed over me along with passion. I broke off the kiss and pushed her back gently onto the bed, moving to unclasp my belt for her so it wouldn’t present itself as an obstacle again. She lifted up on her elbows and watched me in fascination, making me feel like a man three times larger than Cairo in stature when she gasped at the sight of my manhood springing free.
‘Oh devil take me…’ she scurried back up the mattress so that her wig could rest against the excessive pillows and then reached down between her legs and caressed herself. ‘You’re so perfect. Every inch.’
‘I’d say the same for you…’ I stepped out of my pants and rested one knee on the edge of the bed, stroking myself indulgently while I eyed her. ‘But I’m the only one that’s completely naked, so to be sure that you are as flawless as I suspect you are, I think I’m going to have to undo the ribbons on my voluptuous little present.’ I got my other knee onto the bed and crawled over her, catching her garter and tugging on it. ‘Except for this. This can stay. It’ll give me something to hold onto.’
‘What about these?’ Erika’s fingers reached between her breasts and tugged on the bow that was nestled there, and I actually felt myself bead and then drip onto her inner thigh when her bandeau fell away to reveal the most glorious set of breasts that had ever been created to my astonished gaze. ‘You can hold onto them, if you’d like?’ she caressed her breasts for me in demonstration, and I watched in delight as her pink nipples stiffened in coy, silent response to the heat of my gaze. ‘And you don’t have to worry about hurting them, your highness. My prince was fascinated by them and played with them constantly, so they respond very well to a heavy hand.’
I growled, crawling up over her and dragging the tip of my cock along her inner thigh as I reached out and palmed her right breast, kneading it firmly. ‘Don’t talk about what other men have done to you right now, Erika. I’m possessive, remember? I’m trying to keep my urges under control, and if you taunt me by pointing out that other men have pleasured you before, I won’t leave you or this chamber alone until every single person in this kingdom has heard you screaming my name,’ I tugged on one of the bows at her hip, loosing it, ‘and thus understands that no man can do to you, what I can.’
Erika chuckled. ‘I see that someone’s confidence has returned?’
‘It’s a work in progress,’ I unlaced the other bow, and then kissed her hipbone. ‘And you’re giving me a lot to work with.’ I pulled back, surveying her, and then gently peeled the fabric between her legs back, moaning when I saw her velveteen mound again, and her glistening pink slit, which I stroked gently before rubbing her emollient slickness into the head of my cock for good measure. ‘Too much, some might say…’ I allowed my gaze to roam over her perfect, tight but womanly body and then lifted my eyes to hers, heart skipping a beat to see the vulnerability in their sparkling depths, the pink flush staining her cheeks beneath the make up, the shadowy fluttering of her eyelashes, and the sight of her biting her generous, pillowy lips with her perfect white teeth. I looked back down at her breasts, which were a little bit paler than the rest of her golden figure, and then reached out to stroke her stomach, noting that the marks from her corset had already faded, leaving her unblemished from head to toe. An actual sweat broke out on my brow as I wondered how I was going to do be able to go any kind of distance with someone so divine, while my cock began to pulse like I already was. ‘Jesus… do you know how beautiful you are?’ I looked at her again, wondering if her hair was as perfect as the rest of her, though I liked the wig and the way it drew out her blush. ‘Do you have even the slightest comprehension?’
Erika toyed with her belly button ring. ‘Yes,’ she said softly, then beckoned to me with a curled finger. ‘Like with your confidence, it has been a work in progress, and for the longest time, I resented the way my looks entered the room before I did… but I’ve stopped worrying about men that assess me and decide that I was built for the sole purpose of being conquered by their cocks, and have started enjoying the conquering that I can do, while they’re too busy ogling my breasts to notice how they’ve been overcome.’
I chuckled, straddling her knee and drawing up over her. ‘Vixen. Should I assume that I’m being conquered thus? That every time you touch me, it’s a slight of hand that’s distracting me from the fact that someone else is stealing my coin purse and golden belt?’
Erika nodded with chatoyant eyes. ‘Oh, absolutely, your highness…’ she purred as she reached down between us and stroked my erection with hot finger tips, forcing every muscle in my body to seize up. ‘While you’re cumming inside me, I’ll be dismantling your kingdom, brick by brick, and you won’t know it until it’s too late.’
‘Shit…’ I leaned down and kissed her breasts, taking her nipple into my mouth and stiffening at her reflexive moan. ‘How cruel, and twisted you’ve proven to be...’ I feathered my tongue over her nipple and looked up at her face as she looked to the ceiling and gasped, closing her hand around my cock and making me shudder when she began to pump me gently. I’d never had another woman do that before, not unless you counted Amelia-Rose and I did not, so I made a keening sound as the delicious friction brought me right to the edge of that precipice again and only just managed to gasp out: ‘Oh well I’ve got nothing left to lose in that kingdom, so dismantle it, my darling...’ I got a hold of myself and then steered it up between her thighs, almost blacking out when the head of my cock nudged open her hot, wet slit. ‘While I invade yours.’
And then I rocked forward and as I’d predicted, prayed and hope, Erika’s legs closed around me and then, she was screaming my name.
‘Fuck!’ the curse broke free of me as I sank into Erika’s tight, humid sex and felt it part to welcome me. I’d only meant to penetrate her shallowly, but she was slick and I too senseless and inexperienced to have any clue about how this worked, so my sharp entry became a complete impalement. The girl beneath me screamed out a second time and I shuddered with fear even while my cock convulsed inside her, drawing back and trying to make my lips form the least heartfelt apology they’d ever made while I strained to draw a breath and keep myself from exploding. But she arched her back and closed her legs around my ass, drawing me back against her, and when I fell into her, my cock thrust forward harder and more deeply, so deep that it hit something on the other side. She flinched and I started to worry that I was the clumsiest lover in the world, but she squeezed her legs around me again while her head twisted from side to side. ‘Again!’ she cried. ‘More! Harder! Deeper!’
But she didn’t have to worry about giving such instructions- I did not know what to do but my body sure as hell knew what it wanted to do and so I withdrew on instinct, grasped the bedhead above the pillows and then thrust into her again with more intent and precision, backing off before I could hit her limit and curling my toes when she arched her back again and then flicked up her hips, meeting my thrust with a counter-thrust that rocked me. Shit, not only did she look like a fantasy, but she knew what she was doing, and I began to sweat with the effort it was taking to resist climaxing. Her taunt about me taking less than two minutes danced through my head as I thrust into her again, and even though I knew that she was probably right, I’d be damned if it wasn’t going to be the best two minutes of her life too so I suckled on two of the fingertips of my free hand and then reached down to fondle her clit again a I withdrew a little, tweaking it gently and grinning when her hips jerked up to meet my touch wantonly.
‘Oh… Kohén…’ she breathed, opening her eyes and gazing up at me in a star struck way as my cock thrust forward and parted her silken folds once more. ‘How do
you always just know?’
I had a theory, but I could scarcely breath let alone talk, so I plumped her again, then stretched down to suck on her right nipple. Once I’d found my balance point and was certain that I was pleasuring her three ways at once, I rocked into her that little bit more, lifting her ass off the bed as I strained to kiss her and muffle her cries, because although every sound she was making was music to my ears, Kingslater jealously banging down the door would not be. However, when her thighs lifted and parted, allowing my hips to rest against them, I found a new depth to sink to inside her and moaned in dismay as ecstasy coursed through me and threatened to spill out of the tip of my cock. She was furnace-hot and fucking me just as surely as I was fucking her, and when her tongue began to dance with my own and her moans began to resonate inside my mouth, I tore my face from hers and plunged it into the valley between her breasts instead, giving up on the concept of pleasuring her with my hands now that I had found a new, erotic territory to chart. She whimpered when I crushed her breast in my palm and then began to fuck her more rapidly, using the bedhead for leverage and support, and then gasped when I squeezed her nipple between two of my closed fingers and then tugged on it frantically, elongating it, exploring her and her limits. My cock sparked when I felt a fluttering spasm around my shaft, and when she practically screamed in response to my charge and tore at the bedspread beneath her in a frenzy, I recoiled, out of my head with fear, especially when I saw the sparks shimmering around my hands and crackling off the tender flesh of her sumptuous but vulnerable breast.
Oh no! Anything but that!
‘I’m sorry!’ I was overwrought. I’d hurt her! All I’d wanted to do was pleasure her, but I’d let my power slip out of my control and now she was-