A Baron of Bonds (Conduit of Light #2)

24. Karus

Chapter 24

Karus

Rev managed to touch every inch of me that night.

Every brush of his lips, every caress of his fingers, felt like a rush of power and fire all at once. I glowed over him, under him, tucked into his body as if we were one shape, one being, joining rhythmically with every new position we managed even with our hands bound.

I no longer attempted to restrain my power. It seeped from my skin unbound and wild, flowing between us in green tendrils. I welcomed it, moving against him with it. I would not dampen myself when he did this to me. I would not confine what was mine to show and his to witness in the joining of our bodies.

I wasn’t sure how long we’d been like this.

I wasn’t sure if an hour had passed or four as we wove together in our first night as companions.

His thrusts were picking up on top of me again while he lifted my leg, pressing it to my torso with his left hand, holding my right hand above my head, bound with his. I thought I might perish.

I had found the bliss of release three times already and shuddered to think of what the budding fourth would do to me.

I writhed underneath his body, begging, screaming for him to finish me off right there; a life cut short by unfathomable pleasure.

He stifled my cries with his mouth, his tongue finding mine and settling in to kill me with a final wave of ecstasy I was barely conscious for.

He groaned on my lips and the sound hardly registered. I was already too far gone into some space where stars danced behind my eyes, and a resounding pulse beckoned me into a state of tears and trembling limbs.

He rolled over beside me and pulled me to him, our chests meeting bare and slick with sweat. He reached down and pulled the blankets over us. My blood ran hot, but I felt as if I’d be cold forever as I shivered, my teeth chattering uncontrollably.

I felt as if I’d never return to the normal I had known, forever marked by what he had done to show me just what kind of together he meant.

I laughed as I trembled and cried, understanding with great clarity that I was never to question those things again. Or, perhaps I would, if it meant I got this.

“It’s alright,” he murmured, recognizing in my face how lost in thought, and bliss, and rapture I had become. “I love you, Karus,” he spoke into the night, now silent from my moans and pleas of more.

I slipped my leg, shaking still, over his hip as I always did, tucked in beneath the man who was my sky. The man who held me regardless of my brilliance, my dim, or the complete absence of my glow. I nodded, ready to slip into my dreams which could never compare to the one who held me.