Page 69 of Haunted Nightmares
Mine.
Zephyr is mine, she always has been and always will be.
The music starts somewhere in the back of my mind, the soft music and warmth. Her blood sings to me as it always has and with each tug of her vein, each mouthful of her blood I swallow down, I can physically feel myself shift, feel the way each thread of my being stitches itself together with Zephyr’s, twisting into unbreakable knots, never to be undone again.
“Wraith!” My gentle breeze screams my name in my head as she bites down even harder, sealing our fate and branding me hers. “Oh, gods, I’m coming!”
I feel it.
I can feel every bit of her orgasm as it rushes through her body and the way her pussy spasms around my cock, I’ve no option but to join her.
Lifting my hips to meet her with each thrust, I pound myself into Zephyr’s core, one hand on her arse, my fingers digging into the fleshy globe while the other holds her wrist in place as the first thick jet of my cum explodes inside my love.
Rope after never-ending rope fills my mate, my cock thickening with each, Zephyr sliding up and down, up and down through it all. Right up until the end when I have to release her wrist to let out a roar of satisfaction, shaking the walls before it feels as though my entire body goes lax.
“Bloody hell,” I grunt as Zephyr licks over the holes in my neck then nuzzles up to me with a content sigh.
“I agree.”
“Do you, now, yeah? Seeing those stars, perhaps?”
My mate simply nods.
“More romantic than the first time, yeah?”
Zephyr giggles against my collarbone as she rests her bleeding wrist against my chest. “It was, but it’s still not a story we can tell our young.”
I can’t even go there yet, not when I’m still terrified none of this is real.But I play along to make her happy. “No? Can’t share that ourlove making, our mating was far more sensual—and consensual—the second time around? Or is it explaining how we mated twice that's throwing you off?”
My love pushes up on her elbow long enough to look me in the eye and deadpan, “Wraith, we just fucked on a pile of corpses, covered in multiple fluids that don’t belong to either ofus, in what used to be the sitting room of our house that we both took part in destroying.”
“So… I’ll take that as a no then.”
Zephyr giggles and shakes her head before resting it on my chest.
She doesn’t speak, neither of us do and despite the disgusting truth of what she just said, neither of us move, either.
We lay there naked, my softening cock still deep within her core, the two of us as close as we can possibly get with nothing but the sound of our heartbeats syncing in perfect rhythm in our ears.
If this is a dream, a delusion I’ve convinced myself to be reality, I hope no one wakes me.
Let me rot inside this fantasy because I know the world is a nightmare without my mate living and thriving in it, and I don’t want to ever experience that again.
17
PCSD: Post Coital Stress Delusion
ZEPHYR
Smiling to myself, I run my fingers over the well-loved pages of Wuthering Heights, gently flipping through until I come to the pressed flowers between them. I slowly outline their crisp edges before trailing to the beautifully scrawled notes in the margin of the book, the very one that belonged to my mate until he gave it to me.
“You really are going soft, aren’t you?” I ask with a grin, my stomach full of butterflies the second Wraith enters the room.
I can feel him behind me, his presence so solid and grounding, the pull of our bond physically felt as if the threads stitching us together tighten each time we share space and when he almost chuckles at my lighthearted question, it’s like my soul sews another at the sound. “How dare you accuse me of such nonsense.”
“Is it, though?” I set the book down as I walk along the shelf, reaching out to touch the delicate espresso cups before my fingers move to the battered box of the only things I wanted to save from Ian’s when I left. “I think this says otherwise.”
“Bah,” Wraith grunts as I turn toward him, my heart beating a little faster when I realize he’s fresh from the shower and still very naked.
