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Okay, guys. This chapter is M-rated! I decided against changing to an M-rating for the whole story because it will (probably) be the only M-rated part. If you don't like to read smut just skip the chapter.

Chapter 6

She could feel him still hesitating, could practically hear his conflicting thoughts and she tightened her hands around his neck, hoping he would not fight her. She needed him with a desperation that made her whole body hurt.

"We shouldn't ..." He leaned back, staring down at her, his brows furrowed in worry. "Henry ..."

"He will sleep like a rock." She interrupted him. "Too much excitement today. Besides there is a whole room between us and we can lock the door."

"Emma, I don't know."

"Killian, please." Emma whispered. "This one night. Give me … give us this one night."

He stood in silence for a few moments until his body relaxed and he nodded. "Okay, love."

She stepped away then and walked into the room, reaching for the lock and turning it around before she went to her bag and pulled out the candles she'd bought earlier today. She had actually wanted to have a romantic candle light dinner with him. But that was before she had realized he was hearing the humming sound and she would lose him soon.

She arranged the candles over the whole room, glad that the hotel provided a few candelabras and lit them all before she switched off the lights, bathing the room into a soft glow and then she stepped towards him, reaching for his hook and unclinking it, laying it behind her on the dresser before she took the hem of his shirt between her fingers and gestured with her head, telling him silently to raise his arms so that she could pull the shirt over his head.

She let it just fall on the ground, reaching for the straps that held the brace in place and opened it, slipping the contraption down his arm, gulping down the lump in her throat as her eyes fell on the abrupt end of his arm.

But she didn't give him time to feel uncomfortable or ashamed, her fingers already wandering down his chest, untying the laces of his leather pants and pulling them down, stripping him naked, letting out a soft sigh as she stepped back and took him all in, her eyes raking over his body from head to toes.

He looked exactly like she had imagined it in her head. All toned muscles. His body carrying the marks of his long life. She closed the gap between them, her fingers skimming over his scars. Every single one of them.

He didn't move, letting her explore his body, his eyes darkening with lust as she trailed one finger over his stomach, walking slowly around him, her eyes roaming over his back, her fingers brushing over his marred skin and a hot ball of lust shot straight to her core as she saw the muscles in his ass flex.

Stepping in front of him again, she leaned up, pressing her mouth against his, letting her tongue trail along his closed lips until he opened them, kissing her back. Her hand reached down his stomach, sobs were rising up in her chest as she took him in her hand, feeling him harden even more under her touch, her fingers closing tightly around him.

She didn't know how much time would pass until she could touch him again, be in his arms again. If it would take weeks, months or even years.

His hand reached for hers and pulled it back, stepping away as he started to undress her slowly until she was standing in front of him completely naked, her heart racing in her chest as his eyes turned even darker. He lifted his hand, his palm only grazing one nipple and she let out a soft moan, her eyes falling shut.

He pushed her softly back towards the bed, waiting for her to lay down before he joined her, kissing her softly, trailing a path of kisses along her jaw and down her throat and dipping lower his lips brushed over one nipple and she arched her back, a moan forming at the back of her throat as his mouth closed around the puckered tip, his fingers twirling her other nipple while his tongue swirled around and around, driving her mad with need and then his fingers wandered lower, slipping between her legs, finding the evidence of her arousal. She was yearning for him, her body on fire, awaiting him, ready for him.

He pushed one finger into her, pumping it in and out slowly, his mouth sucking and licking at her nipple and then he was suddenly between her legs, his tongue stroking over her clit and the next second he pushed it into her and she writhed on the sheets under his hungry mouth, biting the inside of her cheek to keep herself from screaming.

And then his fingers were back, his tongue pressing hard against her clit and she felt the shivers rushing over her body but she didn't want to come without him. Not the first time.

"Killian, ..." She clenched her hand into his hair, pulling him back until he met her eyes. "I need you in me. The first time ... I need to come with you in me."

He slipped up her body, aligning himself and his hand curled around hers, their fingers interlocking tightly as he pushed into her, only a few inches, pulling back and rocking forward again, repeating the action over and over again until he was finally buried completely in her, filling her, stretching her and then he started moving, thrusting into her with slow and deep strokes, pushing her closer and closer to the edge until she exploded around him.

They didn't sleep the whole night, lying awake in each other's arms without saying anything until the need was getting too great again and they were coming together again.

The second time was fueled with passion, anger about losing each other so soon, the need to mark the other just unbearable. He pounded into her from behind and she stuffed the sheet between her teeth to muffle her cries as his body slapped against hers, his low grunts reaching her ears as he took her hard, almost violent, his fingers digging into her flesh, leaving bruises behind.

Her walls started to flutter and she almost blacked out as this orgasm hit her as her walls clenched around him, gripping him hard, feeling him stiffen behind her as he emptied himself in her.

The last time he was lying behind her, his fingers brushing over her thigh and when she turned her head around to face him, he captured her lips, pulling her leg over his waist and just slipping into her.

She was sore, his movements hurt but she welcomed the pain, hoped the pain would stay with her for a while, reminding her of the time they had spent together even when he was gone.

~K&E~

When the morning light filtered into the room they were still awake, his arm wrapped tightly around her and she looked down at their entwined hands, seeing the marks she had left behind on his skin. Their bodies were littered with bruises and bite marks, but the scratches would thankfully be hidden by the clothes. Even in their fiery haze they had made sure that none of the marks would be visible the next day. The whole room smelled like sex, her inner thighs were sticky, the sheets a rumbled mess, their clothes scattered over the floor.

She turned in his arms, her fingers trailing along his jaw, brushing over his lips and her heart constricted painfully in her chest, tears welling up in her eyes since she knew they wouldn't have much time left and a small part of her wished she could keep him inside of her, wished he would leave something behind and as she laid her head on his chest, her tired brain started counting and her heart slammed hard against her rib cage as she realized that it might even happen, a small flame of hope rising in her.

Maybe they had created a new life today. Maybe she would carry a part of him with her while she was searching for a way to cross realms.

Maybe.

Midseason finale tonight! I'm so excited! We are all gonna die and I can't wait! :-)

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