Page 95 of Cryptic Dreams

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Page 95 of Cryptic Dreams

Her pussy clamps down on my erection as I start slamming myself inside her, as I squeeze her throat and wrists. Zephyr’s responses are practically hissed, hissed and gasped between her luscious lips while my grip tightens briefly before loosening enough to let her catch her breath.

Over and over I bring her to the edge; the edge of blacking out, the edge of orgasming once again. I pound myself into her pussy as it chokes my cock and when my love arches toward me, pushing her delicious breasts in my face, my balls go so tight I have no choice but to send us both reeling. With lightning speed in order to beat our climaxes, I lean down and bite into the supple flesh of her breast, squeeze Zephyr’s throat and fuck her pussy so hard the bed begins to slide across the floor.

And that is when we detonate.

Zephyr cries out, my name tearing from her lips in a strangled cry,elevenfollowing on a scream that has the first rope of my cum firing deep into her body. I release her throat and move to her wrists while I feed, my hands curling around them tightly while my hips thrust like mad, my rhythm jerky and forceful as my orgasm races down my spine and completely explodes from my body to hers, filling my love so full I’m surely branding her perfect soul with my darkness for all time.

My hips slow as the last few drops of my cum empty inside her cunt and I release my jaws from her breast. I kiss the marks before doing the same to her chest and neck, dragging my lips across her jaw then placing a gentle kiss on her mouth.

Letting go of her wrists, I remove the mask from her face and watch intently as Zephyr’s eyes slowly open and try to adjust to the dim light of our room.

“Wow,” she says on a sigh as those amber pools meet my black ones, a lazy smile tugging at her lips as she watches me stand. “Just, wow.”

Looking at her now, Zephyr spent and sprawled before me, those golden eyes hooded, a flush to her entire body, it has fear lancing my chest once again.

My mate is perfection, beauty and love personified, and the idea of losing her because of my father or the war I’m trying to start has me struggling with an internal battle I’ve scarcely been able to shield her from. One that seems to be creeping into my thoughts more often than I’d like ever since that damned meeting.

“Wowis one way to put it, I suppose.” Feeling more vulnerable than I have yet to, I attempt to remove my softening cock from her core but Zephyr quickly wraps her long legs around my waist, pushes up on one elbow and reaches for my hand.

“Hey,” she says as she tugs until I meet her eyes. “Wraith, baby, talk to me.”

Giving her hand a light squeeze, I sigh and push the other back through my hair. “There is nothing to talk about, my love. Nothing of dire importance, anyway.”

Zephyr frowns and pulls me toward her. “What was that all about?”

“What was what?”

“You know what, Wraith. It almost felt like you were going to have a panic attack during sex. And it’s happened more than once over the last few days.”

Rolling my eyes, I kiss her parted lips and rise to my full height again. “I do not experience such things so there’s no need for concern.”

“You’re so full of shit.” My brow furrows at that before I scowl but Zephyr doesn’t let it faze her. “I can feel it, honey. You might be able to shield those thoughts from me but I couldfeelwhen they were happening and that isn’t like you.”

“Which is why you’rewrong, love,” I grunt, anger starting to replace anything else I’m experiencing because she is actuallyright, we both know it, and I do not like it. “I’ve no reason to—”

“You have to talk to me; we have to talk about these things. You said yourself that I should voice my thoughts and feelings to you whenever I can because I’d bottled them up for so long.” Zephyr tilts her head to look at me as I break her stare, clearly not ready to let this go. “I expect the same from you. You’ve had nearly fifteen hundred years of keeping things locked away from everyone else, but that won’t work for me. It’s you and me forever, Wraith, and if you can’t share how you’re feeling with me, what’s the point?”

“Thepoint,” I snarl as my gaze swings back to hers. “The point,my love, is that I do not like feeling anything at all, therefore I like sharing if it happens even less.”

“Because it makes you vulnerable.”

My eyes narrow on her gorgeous face, and rather smug expression, as I lean toward her, forcing my mate back into the mattress. “Stay out of my head right now, Zephyr.”

“If it’s the only way to get you to open up, then no.” She smirks as she relaxes despite the tension I know she feels coming off of me. “What makes you feel so vulnerable, and why is it a problem?”

“Don’t be daft,” I huff in her face. “You’re far too intelligent to claim ignorance as to whyIshould find feeling vulnerableproblematic.”

Despite the way she’s pushing me, I find Zephyr’s littlevictory smilerather adorable. “Ok, I’ll give you that. Feeling that way is a problem for you because it means you don’t have complete control. Which is something you need to have at all times in order to feel grounded because of the many devious schemes you’re always cooking up.”

“I see someone has moved from romance to detective novels in her spare time.” And she is trying very hard to get me to crack because Zephyr knows she is the only creature on the planet that has made me nearly chuckle out of joy in centuries, since any sort of laughter I may have emitted prior to her was evil at best, maniacal at worst.

“Well, since you insisted I cut back on my days at the library so I could speed up my classes and get my degree sooner—all for the sake of spending more time with you, by the way—I’ve had to pilfer your library for new reading material. And since you’re seriously lacking on romance novels, mystery and crime seem to be my new options.”

I roll my eyes as I brace myself on either side of her body. “Wonderful. I look forward to more of your terrible Welsh accent once you get to Holmes.”

“Why are you feeling vulnerable, honey?” Zephyr tightens her legs around my waist and places her palms on my stomach as she looks me in the eye. “I can’t help if you don’t talk to me.”

“That’s just it,” I snap. “You.Wanting to help, getting involved, being my mate.Loving you.It all makes me vulnerable because I’m no longer solely focused on taking out my sire and the Great Counsel. I am completely consumed by you, Zephyr, and I have been from the first moment I saw you, and that will prove to be fatal for both of us.”