Page 21 of Echoes From the Void
When he leans in, his breath hot against my skin, I can’t help but let out a low growl. My fangs ache, my shadows writhe, every part of me yearning for him. He presses a soft kiss against my inner thigh, then another, and another, trailing a path of fire until?—
A sharp intake of breath escapes me as he takes me into his mouth, his lips and tongue working in tandem with his shadows. They caress and stroke, their touch both gentle and firm, driving me to the edge of madness.
“Leo,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. My hands find his hair, tangling in the soft strands, holding him close. Our shadows intertwine, a dance of light and dark, a reflection of our souls.
His pace quickens, his shadows pulsing in time with his movements. I can feel his pleasure, his joy in giving me this moment, amplifying my own sensations. Our bond is a feedback loop of desire, each of us fueling the other’s pleasure.
My fangs throb, the primal part of me wanting to claim him, to make him mine in every way possible. But I hold back, letting him set the pace, letting him show me this vision of our future.
His hands grip my hips tighter, his shadows wrapping around my thighs, holding me in place as he takes me deeper. The sight of him, the feel of him, the sheer intensity of our connection—it’s overwhelming. My shadows surge, wrapping around us both, cocooning us in a world of our own making.
“Leo,” I growl, a warning and a plea all at once. I’m close, so close, and I want him to feel what he’s doing to me, to understand the depth of my need for him.
He responds by taking me even deeper, his shadows pulsing with his own desire. The sensation is too much, too intense. With a final growl, I let go, waves of pleasure crashing over me as I spill into him.
Leo’s shadows surge, absorbing the energy of my release, reflecting it back at me. Our bond flares, a supernova of shared ecstasy. Through the haze, I can feel his satisfaction, his happiness at bringing me to this point.
As the waves subside, I pull him up, needing to taste him, needing to share this moment with him completely. He comes willingly, his lips finding mine, our kiss a tangle of tongues and teeth and shadows.
I can taste myself on him, and it sends another jolt of desire through me. My fangs ache with the need to claim him, to complete this dance of light and dark, of sunshine and shadow.
“Do it,” he whispers against my lips, sensing my need. “Make me yours, Teo. Completely.”
I don’t need any further encouragement. My fangs sink into his neck, the taste of his blood sweet and warm. His shadows surge, golden light flooding our bond as I claim him, as I make him mine.
The sensation is indescribable. Our hearts beat in sync, our breaths mingle as one, and our shadows dance in a frenzy, celebrating our union. Through the bond, I feel Leo’s ecstasy mirroring my own, his love pouring into me like liquid sunlight.
His hands grip my shoulders, nails digging in, anchoring us both against the storm of sensation. I can feel his heartbeat, steady and strong, resonating through our shared connection. His shadows surge, wrapping around us like a second skin, holding us tight in their golden-tinged embrace.
As I withdraw my fangs, I lick the punctures, sealing them with a soft brush of my tongue. Leo shivers, his breath hitching with the aftershocks of our shared pleasure. We stand there,leaning against each other, shadows slowly settling, pulsing gently with our united heartbeat.
“Forever,” Leo murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. “That’s our future, isn’t it? Forever together.”
I nod, pressing my forehead to his, letting our shadows mingle and merge, a living testament to our bond. “Forever. Through darkness and light, through shadows and sunshine.”
His smile is radiant, filled with love and promise. “We’ve come a long way from sneaking glances in locker rooms and sleeping over.”
“A long way,” I echo, feeling the weight of our journey, the depth of our connection.
Leo’s fingers trace the line of my jaw, lingering on my fangs. His touch is gentle, reverent. “I love these,” he says softly. “I love you, Teo. Every part of you.”
“I love you too, Leo.” The words are simple, but they carry the weight of our past, our present, and our future. “You’re my light in the dark, my balance, my everything.”
We stay like that for a moment, lost in each other’s eyes, our shadows dancing softly around us. Then Leo grins, his trademark wicked smile, and I know what’s coming next.
“Ready for round two?” he asks, his shadows flaring up, golden light dancing in his eyes.
“We should definitely head back.” I whisper against his neck.
“We should get back,” Leo repeats eventually, though his shadows still cling to mine. “Your mom’s probably wondering where we disappeared to.”
“She’s known about us since high school.”
“Yeah, but now we have an actual crisis to deal with.” He straightens his shirt with a grin. “Plus, I want to show off your new look to the others.”
I touch my jaw where the fangs have retracted, feeling the potential for change beneath the skin. “You’re impossible.”
“Your impossible,” he reminds me, pressing one last kiss to my throat. “Come on, warrior-healer. Let’s go save the world.”
