The intensity built, a crescendo threatening to consume us both. Ryon's wings unfurled, span casting shadows as they beat in time with our passionate rhythm. The sight of him—powerful, beautiful, utterly mine—pushed me over the edge once more.
My second orgasm ripped through with breathtaking intensity, body convulsing around him as he continued driving into me, drawing out pleasure until I thought I might shatter. With a final, powerful thrust, Ryon found release, cock pulsing within as he let out a triumphant cry.
We lay in the aftermath, bodies slick with sweat, hearts beating in unison. Ryon's wings enfolded us both, a protective cocoon shielding us from the world. In that moment, nothing else existed— just us, two souls from different worlds who found completeness in each other's arms.
As breathing slowed and heartbeats steadied, Ryon rolled onto his side, taking me with him. I nestled against his chest, tracing the outline of muscles, still marveling at the softness of feathers and strength beneath.
His beak brushing my hair in a gesture both intimate and innocent. “I love you, Savannah Mendell,” he murmured, voice resonating in his chest.
I tilted my head back to meet his gaze, heart swelling with emotion. “And I love you, Ryon Zorax,” I replied, words a solemn vow. “More than I ever thought possible.”
In that quiet, peaceful interlude, I realized the universe had conspired to answer all my questions.
Love could last. No illusion, but something solid. Something real.
Something ours.
