"Inside me," I begged, my voice hoarse."Now, Sorik.I need you inside me."
He rose over me, his body a living shadow in the dim light of the cave.I could see the hard, thick length of his cock, the head already slick with his own need.The nodes along his spine pulsed with a hungry light, a silent demand that echoed my own.
He positioned himself between my thighs, the blunt head of his cock nudging against my entrance.He didn't enter me right away.He just stayed there, poised at the brink, the energy building between us, a storm of our own making.
"Look at me," he commanded, his voice a low growl."I want you to see me when I take you."
I forced my eyes open, my gaze locking with his.I could see the raw, primal need in his eyes, but I could also see something else.Something deeper.Something that looked suspiciously like awe.
"I see you," I whispered, my voice barely audible."Now take me."
He drove into me in one hard, deep thrust.The world went white.The physical sensation of his thick cock stretching me, filling me completely, was eclipsed by the psychic blast of our joining.Every node on my body flared at once.Silver lightning flashed, traveled beneath our skin in a blinding, synchronized rhythm.I felt his shock, his awe, and his overwhelming pleasure as if it were my own.Knew he was feeling mine.
We stayed like that for a long moment, locked together, our bodies humming with the energy that flowed between us.I could feel every ridge on the hard length of his cock inside me.Through the bond, I could feel his own amazement at the tight, wet heat of my pussy gripping him.
"Move," I begged, my hips rising to meet his."Please, move."
He began to thrust, a slow, deliberate rhythm that was almost unbearable in its intensity.Each stroke sent a fresh wave of energy arcing between us, a current that built and crested with no release in sight.The hard slap of our bodies echoed in the cave, mingling with the storm outside, an ancient rhythm that was as old as time itself.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him on."Harder," I demanded, my nails digging into his back."Fuck me harder."
He obliged, his strokes becoming faster, more forceful, his hips pistoning against mine.The pleasure was overwhelming, a tidal wave of sensation that threatened to drown me.I could feel another orgasm building, a pressure deep inside me that grew with every thrust.
"Sorik," I sobbed, my face buried in his neck."I'm going to come again."
"Do it," he growled, his voice tight with his own impending release."Come for me.Let me feel it."
His command was my undoing.The orgasm ripped through me, a blinding, all-consuming force that left me shaking and sobbing in his arms.I felt his own release a moment later, his cock pulsing inside me, his hot cum filling me as he roared his pleasure.The discharge was blinding, a flash of silver-white light that illuminated the entire cave as our bodies locked together, shaking with the force of our shared release.
We collapsed against the floor of the cave, our bodies glowing, shaking with aftershocks.The energy between us ebbed to a soft, gentle hum, but the connection remained, a living, breathing thing that bound us together.
He rolled onto his side, pulled me into his arms.I curled against him, my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
"Mine."His arms tightened.Rock solid.Possessive.
I smiled against his skin.Hell yeah.I was done fighting this thing between us.Nothing in my life had ever been this perfect."Yours."
13
Sorik
I heldher as she slept, knew the moment she woke.
The Skybond registered the shift in her before my conscious mind did — the way it registered everything about her now.Continuously.Involuntarily.Her breathing changed.The deep even rhythm of genuine sleep became something lighter, more aware.
The change moved through my chest like a warm current.
I didn't move.
I had seconds left to hold her.I took every one of them.
Her weight against my chest.The warmth of her — known, memorized, devastating — permeated every single cell in my body, went straight past every pretense or defense I had until I was drowning in her.Her heartbeat under my arm, steady and synchronized with mine, was the only rhythm that made sense anymore.
Eleven years in this valley.Eleven years of knowing every storm pattern, every crystal formation, every warrior under my command.Of being what this valley needed and finding that enough.The work sufficient.The purpose clear.The solitude a reasonable price to pay to help my people.
Then she fell out of the sky.
I lay still with her heart beating in sync with mine.