Giving in to the Urges
For as far back as I can remember, movie nights never ended with the movie. For sure, they started with a nice, relaxing show as I leaned against Annabeth while munching away at popcorn. Maybe I would occasionally tease her by kissing her with buttered lips. But I could handle these kinds of situations. It's always when the ideas don't form in my head that I find myself waking up the next morning without any clothes on. This night was no different.
When Reyna and I found our way in the living room, we found the Hunters and Eurytion resting on the chairs and couches, debating the best way to tame a wolf.
"You need their trust at a young age," Thalia said. "Otherwise you risk having it act on instinct rather than training."
"So long as you show em who the alpha is," Eurytion said while pointing a finger at himself, "you won't have to worry about it."
"So this is how you guys spend your time? Arguing about taming methods?"
Thalia turned to me with an accusatory glare. "Only when we're waiting for some people to show up for the movie."
I offered a sheepish smile in response. "Sorry. What movie?"
"We don't know," Bianca said. "Eurytion wanted to wait until you two came back to tell us."
All attention turned towards the overgrown rancher.
"Bonnie and Clyde," Eurytion said with a grin, "The True Story."
"I remember those two," Zoë said. "A son of Hermes and a daughter of Eris." She shook her head. "The number of problems they caused…"
"Doesn't detract from the movie's quality," Eurytion said in a defensive tone.
"Very well," Reyna said. "Our guest wishes to treat us. It would be rude to suggest otherwise."
Thalia scooted over, motioning for both of us to sit down. Reyna took the arm opposite of Thalia, leaving me right in the middle of the couch.
"How'd it go?" Thalia asked in a hushed tone.
"Better than expected. Looks like I'll get some peace after all. But it only raised more questions."
Frown wrinkles pulled at her lips as she gazed into nothing, frozen in thought. When she returned to our world, she squeezed my hand, sending an unintended jolt up my arm. The steeled determination shown in her eyes, sending an all too familiar message.
We'll talk about this later.
With our silent understanding, we relaxed into the couch as Eurytion fiddled with the television.
"Darned thing never wants to work. Now if you just- Here we go!"
He returned to his chair as the movie blared on screen, taking us into the world of Bonnie and Clyde.
Not even a quarter of the way through did I lose any interest. With my ADHD kicking in, I couldn't help but drum my fingers along my thighs or shift around as I watched the others. Awkward glances left and right told me I wasn't the only one who couldn't sit still. All but Zoë and Eurytion shot glances towards everyone else. Reyna and Thalia used the moments of unease to turn me into their pillow, not that I minded too much.
Thalia let out sighs of boredom as she rolled her coin over her fingers. Small jolts of electricity would shoot up my spine anytime the loud movie noises pulled her out of her thoughts.
Reyna leaned her head against my arm, tucking her feet beneath her legs. Whether or not she noticed her hand buried in my pocket, I couldn't tell you.
"Well," Eurytion said out of nowhere, "I should probably hit the hay. Too much to drink. Plus I gotta help y'all out tomorrow."
Without another word, he stood and made his way to his bedroom, leaving his guests to watch the movie he put on.
"Glad to know our host was willing to stick around," Bianca said in an unamused voice. "I don't know about you guys, but it's been a long day. I need some sleep."
"Agreed," Zoë said. "I could use the rest."
Both Hunters followed Eurytion's lead and headed to the spare bedroom. For the rest of the night, not a sound emerged from their room.
Thalia shifted around, locking her chin on my shoulder. For a few seconds, I failed to notice her staring at me. Only when the familiar tingle of her lips pulsed through my cheek did I turn to her.
"I'll go ahead and give you two some privacy," she said, loud enough for only me to hear. "Don't worry about making too much noise. I spiked his drink with a… special potion. He won't notice a thing all night long."
She leaned her forehead against mine and squeezed my hand, sending small sparks between our hair. Moments later, her figure melted into the shadows of the hallway, vanishing alongside the Hunters. For a few minutes longer, Reyna and I tried to watch the movie, neither of us caring about the thieving and murdering couple on the screen.
"You're not watching this," Reyna said in a dull tone, "are you?"
I looked over to her and shook my head. "Not really, no."
I grabbed the remote and paused the movie, taking a few seconds to get the remote to work for me. Reyna tittered for a moment, covering her mouth when she noticed me watching.
"Sorry." She tucked her hands beneath her legs. "It's been a long time since my last laugh."
My lips pulled into a half-smile. "Then I guess I'll have to keep it up." I leaned back, stretching out along the couch. "Unless, of course, you don't want to laugh."
"Don't want to laugh?" Her voice raised an octave. "In a world where we look over our shoulders and stay on the run to avoid being killed or worse, why would I not want to laugh?"
"I don't know." I sat forward, leaning my arms on my knees. "You Romans are weird."
"Is that so?" She crossed her arms. "No, what's weird is how Thalia left us to be alone, yet you haven't made a move."
A single breath of laughter left my throat. "Sounds like someone needs some tending to."
Her head fell. "Maybe…" For a few seconds more, she stared at the floor, her hands fidgeting beneath her legs. She turned, pressing her forehead to my shoulder."You don't have to do this if it feels forced."
"Forced?" I lifted her chin so I could see her dark eyes clearly. "We were forced into this situation. We were forced to have this kind of relationship. We were forced to fight wars on the gods' behalf."
I leaned forward, pressing the bridge of my nose against hers. "But right now, I don't feel anything forced about this. About us. You may not see it. You may not believe you deserve it. But I see a great future between us. Hopefully when you change your mind."
Her eyes darted away as her brows furrowed in a pained expression. "Why do you make this so easy for me, but so hard at the same time?"
I wrapped my arm around her. She nestled herself closer, though her pained expression never faded.
"I won't force you to make a choice. But I hope I'll see the days where I can wake up to find your face next to mine. Not as your master; but as something more."
She nuzzled my shoulder, slipping a finger into my pocket. "If you leave the choice up to me, I'll never take it. But I wouldn't mind waking up in the same bed as you every now and then. Not as a friend or mistress, but as a fellow former praetor who cares for you."
"Sounds like you've given this a lot of thought."
She pulled herself against me, straddling my waist. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she leaned her head on my shoulder.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to be in this position. How desperate I've been…" She moistened her lips as her fingers curled, running their tips along my spine. "I've heard whispers of a magic veil that makes us desire you. Makes us want you to do unspeakable things to us." She pulled back, lacing her fingers around my neck. "I promise you, none of it was necessary for me."
With her secrets spoken and clear, she leaned forward. The t.v. screen lighting her back gave her an ethereal glow as she closed in. When the time came for her to press her lips to mine, I couldn't bear to waste one single second.
Not a doubt in my mind declared she had any experience. Though sloppy and simple, the affection in her kiss warmed me to my toes. Delicate lips fell on mine, and not a second passed in which I didn't rejoice over the sensation. Shaky breaths passed through her nose as she trembled above me, her fingers kneading at my back.
"Let me lead."
Temptation shone brightly in her eyes, the longing look of a lost lover. For not a moment did she spare before she pulled me around, pressing herself into the soft recesses of the couch. Bathed in soft light, Reyna tugged at my shirt, pulling me against her as I brought my lips to meet hers.
Sweat fell into my mouth as she returned my kiss; the salted fluid being only my first taste of the night. She responded to my every action: tilting her head as I pulled at her lip, leaning into my palm as I caressed her cheek, pressing her impressive bust against my chest as I laid her down on the couch.
I pulled back, straddling her waist with my hands pressed to her shoulders. A drip of sweat fell from my nose to her cheek as the temperature increased by ten degrees. Lidded eyes met my own as she reached for my shirt, tugging with a mild whine to pull me closer.
"More… please." Choppy breaths punctuated her words. Her heaving chest drew my attention to her shirt. No longer dressed in her armor, Reyna still looked ready for war. Her purple tank top hugged her warrior's physique. Deep brown cargo shorts covered her thighs, concealing many things, from weapons to accessories; and yet, none of those concerned me. My desires lied upon what rested beneath the shorts.
The longing of her scent of lust drove me to rub my hands along her arms. I pulled her hand away from my shirt and kissed the back of her palm, relishing in the salty taste of her sweat; as if the sea itself were dripping from her pores to slake my lust rather than to cool her body. And yet, I dared not let her body cool. Quite the opposite.
I surged forward, kissing along her jawline as my hand crept towards the hem of her top. Tensed muscles greeted me, but she failed to deny her own desires, arching her back and panting, letting me peel the fabric away as I pressed dainty kisses further down her throat. The resounded smacks of my kisses followed by her pants spurred me, driving me to kiss lower and lower.
The sensation of fabric halted my motions when I reached her chest, revealing a black sports bra restraining her bust. For a few seconds more, my gaze lingered on the strained fabric stretching around her bosom. When I couldn't bear the torment of not touching them any longer, my eyes raised to meet Reyna's. Dark brown eyes held my gaze, imploring me with nary a word. All too late did she realize I wouldn't make a move before she spoke.
"Do it."
Without another word, my fingers curled around the underside of her sports bra and pulled it away. She raised her arms to aid me, resting her hands on my shoulders when her chest was clear of the barrier. She held my gaze, her braid barely held together, her fingers kneading at my shoulders. Scarlet painted her cheeks as I lowered my gaze, but she made no efforts to cover up, no efforts to hide her beauty.
"What do you think?"
I brushed my finger over her lips, to which she kissed the pad before taking the digit into her mouth; not to suck on it, but to hold it between her teeth as she stared at me with an uncharacteristically nervous gaze.
"What do I think?"
I pulled my thumb away, brushing it along her cheek as I dove in for another kiss. Seconds passed before I parted from her, leaving both of us with swollen lips as we panted from the mutual heat.
"I think I couldn't have asked for a better partner."
She turned away, holding a closed hand to her cheek to conceal her blush. I found some humor in reducing Reyna, of all people, to a blushing mess. Still, her acceptance of me as a lover and not as a source of disdain mattered most to me.
I lowered myself, trailing kisses and gentle nips along her collarbone. Whimpers sounded out, followed by breathy moans and soft squeals. My hands crawled along the length of her braid, pulling her head to me for another kiss. No longer did she restrain herself. Her arms wrapped around me, driving her nails into my back as she pulled me in for a deeper kiss, taking the initiative with her tongue as she probed my lips. I relented, letting her regain some control as she explored my mouth with her warm muscle. She panted and moaned into the kiss, scratching deep trenches into the skin of my back.
I groaned at the pain, the sensation forgotten, but not entirely repulsed. If nothing else, it drove me forward, forcing myself on her in more aggressive ways. Be it turning her head to the side and sucking along her neck or squeezing her cheeks as I tugged her lower lip with my teeth, nothing was off-limits. Her body rolled in waves as she moaned and whined, toes curling with every passing second.
She clawed at my back as I lowered myself, nibbling at every parcel of skin I crossed as I trekked towards her chest. For a few moments, I marveled at her breasts, weighing one in my hand as I bored into the other with wide eyes. Though not as big as Silena's, she wasn't too far off. Her Latin heritage certainly held some sway over her build, but her muscled body kept them firm beneath my fingers.
"What are you waiting for?" She looked at me with parted lips as she gasped for air.
I wasted not a second longer, taking a brown nipple into my mouth and nursing on the erect teat. Her skin molded beneath my hand, jiggling only the slightest as pressed deeper into her bosom.
"Oh!"
She dragged her fingers up, gripping her slightly bloody tips on my neck to pull me in further. I moaned into her bust, relishing the salty taste of her sweat as I sucked harder on her nipple. The other fell victim to my fingers as I pinched and twisted it, striving to make her cry out louder.
She writhed beneath me, panting like a dog in mid-July. When I was certain she could take no more, I pulled away, leaving her a red-hot, sweaty mess. A few minutes passed before she regained her breath, her hand pressed to her heaving chest as it raised and lowered. When her breathing steadied, she gazed up at me with lustful eyes, taking her finger between her teeth as her sultry gaze undressed me.
"My turn."
She pounced at me, stripping my shirt from my body in seconds. I fell backward as she straddled my waist, nipping and kissing up my torso before her lips found mine. She lingered for a few minutes, demonstrating her newer skill as she pulled and bit at my tongue. She suckled it as she scraped her nails down my chest, stopping only when her blood-stained fingertips reached my waist.
I failed to notice the jingle of my belt buckle until it clattered along the floor. Through her breathy kisses and powerful aroma, I found myself too lust drunk to care for the whereabouts of my clothing. My hand rested on her cheek as she raised herself to her knees, using the extra space to unbutton and unzip my shorts. With trembling fingers, she pulled away, sliding both my shorts and boxers down my legs.
"By the mercy of Jupiter!"
She stared in awe at the erect length of flesh before her, taking heavy breaths as she attempted to regain her composure. Her gaze fell on me, lost in a misty veil of darkened lust. Though unnerved, I maintained my self-control, certain that I would not ravage her throat, or any orifice of hers, until the time was right.
Following a deep gulp, she took a breath, calming her nerves before moving forward. I offered no resistance as she took me into her hand, groaning softly as her calloused fingertips rubbed along the delicate flesh. In a mere moment, I saw her eyes switch from panic to determination, as if my dick was nothing more than another obstacle for her to overcome. She brushed the tip against her mouth, licking up the precum that smeared on her lips.
"Calypso was right." Her gaze turned sultry as she smiled, jerking my length with slow movements. "You do taste sweet."
Before I could offer any commentary, her lips parted around my swollen head, enveloping it, along with half of my erection, in a warm and wet embrace. No further than halfway could she go before she gagged, unable to press herself further. Through nothing more than sheer willpower, she held herself in place, sucking on what she could as her tongue licked the underside of my shaft. With one hand, she jerked the remaining length, with the other, she took my balls and cradled them, shifting them around in her palm.
Her face turned red as she exerted herself, straining her oxygen supply to hold place on my cock. She quickened her pace with her hand, her drool lubricating the base as she coughed and choked. When I could bear the sight of her struggling no longer, I pressed my hand to her forehead and pushed her off of me, dislodging the turgid organ from her mouth. Wide eyes met mine as a mask of shame fell across her features.
"Was it that bad?"
I caressed her cheek. "No. I just don't want you hurting yourself."
She grimaced. "But I have to—" she turned her attention to the two orbs in her palm "—do it right."
No further did she speak before her head fell between my legs, taking one testicle into her mouth as her hand continued jerking my cock, traveling with smooth motions across the lubricated shaft. I hissed as she suckled on my scrotum, dark eyes falling on me, gauging my reactions.
My hands traveled to her glossy black hair, fingers digging into her locks as she sucked and licked with a renewed enthusiasm. Her hand flew across my length at greater speeds, increasing in pace as the overzealous Latina began to enjoy herself.
The former praetor of New Rome is jerking me off while sucking my balls… and she's enjoying it!
Her zeal counted for something as she drooled with my testicle in her mouth, sucking on it as I gripped the couch to steady myself. She took notice of my sudden shakiness, smiling to herself as she moved from one ball to the other. With a quickened pace, her hand flew across my shaft as she moaned into my scrotum.
"Fuck, Reyna."
I leaned forward, pressing my hands to her shoulders as she eyed me with a devious smile. Shivers ran through my body as pleasure set my nerves ablaze, igniting all facets of lust broiling within me. With shaking hands, I restrained myself from pouncing on her as a carnal growl erupted from my throat.
"I'm— I'm about to—"
No sooner did I speak did she pull away, smacking her lips as she licked the precum on her fingers.
"Consider that payback for Circe's island, and for abandoning my sister and I to Blackbeard's crew."
Pain flared in my core as the need for release overwhelmed me. If not for my desire to keep Reyna from harm, I would have pounced like a lion and fucked her like a rabbit in heat. Through shaky breaths, I maintained what little composure I had to speak.
"You're going to regret that."
She held her hand to her mouth in a look of mock disbelief.
"Oh, am I?"
I swallowed while cracking my knuckles. Carnal lust flooded my eyes as I crawled forward.
"Why don't you take those shorts off so I can show you?"
Panic crossed her face for a brief moment, only to be replaced by a snide smile.
"Do your worst, Jackson."
She slid her shorts down her legs, revealing a pair of tanned, muscular thighs. Her underwear followed, leaving the both of us naked to the world. Taking a breast into her hand, she leaned back against the arm of the couch, spreading her legs and revealing a moist pair of lips between them.
My hands rested on her thighs, squeezing as the dense muscles rippled beneath my fingertips. She massaged her breast as I pulled myself forward, breathing hot breaths into her virgin snatch.
"Why don't we give you a little kiss first?"
My lips fell on her thighs, dancing around her pelvis. I wrapped my arms under her thighs as she shivered beneath me, kissing the glistening skin of my fellow praetor. She bucked her hips with every contact, grunting in frustration as I teased her.
"Why don't you just— Oh! Ahh…"
Her lips parted as a drunken expression molded onto her face. Drool spilled from her mouth as I dragged my tongue from the base of her nether lips and flicked it off her engorged clitoris. She returned her hands to my shoulders, digging small crescents into my skin with her nails as I suckled on her little pearl.
The mixture of sweat and musk fumigated through the air, filtering through my nostrils in an intoxicating combination. A salty and tart solution dripped from her core into my willing mouth as I drove my tongue to the base of her entrance, rolling her clit in my fingers as I did. I moaned into her tasty snatch, drawing out a long hiss from my newest lover.
After ensuring her pussy dripped with need, I pulled away to gaze into Reyna's eyes. Already dark orbs dilated with lust stared back, a line of blood dripping from her bottom lip as she drove her teeth through it. Her nails dug deeper into my back, forcing a groan from my throat. Though I could see she didn't mean to hurt me, I still found the pain as an excuse to drive her further up the wall. With two fingers, I spread her pussy lips and took a few moments a gaze at the beauty of her snatch. The light from the television shined against the juices of her pink interior, allowing it to glow before me as I approached it with my tongue out, eyes staring at Reyna as I drew closer and closer.
The tang of her juices washed over my tongue as her legs trembled in my arms. Her fingers dragged across my shoulder blades as a drunken smile formed on her lips, droplets of blood cascading down my back as she lost herself to my ministrations.
"Yes," she said, her voice a mere whisper. "Please."
Her eyes sealed shut as I swirled my tongue around the entrance of her pussy, only to push the pink muscle into her depths to scoop out her tangy nectar. Her muscles tensed around me as she moaned out, her fingers no longer in my shoulders, but wrapped around my neck to pull me closer. No further instruction was needed for me to indulge in her honeypot, scooping out as much of her sacred treat as I could before she reached her finish.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, ye— ahh!"
She clamped her legs on me as she curled up, grasping her leg as she hissed with tears in her eyes. I struggled to pull away, but the grip of her thighs prevented my escape. With no other choice, I sucked on her interior, extracting both juices and pained moans from the Puerto Rican beauty.
"Percy," she trembled, "please stop."
The moment her words reached my ears, my actions halted without question. For a few seconds more, my head remained trapped between her legs, only freed as she drew a deep breath.
"Did I hurt you?" Panic swelled in my chest as I rubbed her knee.
She shook her head with strained lips. "Not exactly."
I took notice of where her arms were wrapped around; her calf. Both pride and guilt set in as I brought my hand to the cramping muscle.
"I can help, if you'd like."
She nodded with tears in her eyes as she pulled away, breathing heavy as I replaced her hands with my own. I could feel the contracted muscle remain solid beneath my touch. Cramps, especially in the leg, were nothing new for me. When you spend your summers with teenagers who exercise for a living, you pick up on common issues.
She hissed as I rubbed her calf, dispersing the lactic acid from the area. In a further effort to distract Reyna from the pain, I trailed kisses down her shin, ending only when I kissed the tip of her big toe. Her hyperventilating settled to steady, but heavy, breaths.
"Thank you," she said. "I didn't realize how intense—"
I silenced her with a kiss, still rubbing her legs as she relaxed beneath me. When I pulled away, I settled myself between her legs once again.
"Don't mention it." A devious smile of my own flickered across my lips. "Now, where were we."
Her cheeks flushed as she took her finger between her teeth. Before she could speak, panic flashed across her face.
"Oh, my goodness! What did I do!?"
Her gaze focused on my back. Though I couldn't see the damage for myself, I could imagine what it looked like.
"Does… does it hurt?"
In all honesty, it did. The burning sensation along my back put me an inch away from whimpering like a wounded puppy. The only cooling was provided by the little red rivulettes trailing from the wounds to my waist.
"A bit. But it's not that big of a deal. At least I know you're enjoying yourself."
She held her fist to her mouth as she looked away. "I am, but…" A grimace formed on her lips.
Before she could sulk any further, I pressed my tongue into her folds once more.
"Ah!" She squeaked before her eyes rolled up as a blissful smile pulled at her lips.
I wasted no time enjoying the lewd wetness of her little pussy. The salty taste vanished, leaving only the tangy zest of her juices. Her head swayed as I ravished her folds, falling to and fro before she collapsed on the couch. She convulsed and squirmed beneath me as her sensitive pussy was devoured by my hungry mouth. A guttural growl left my throat as I edged her closer to her climax.
"Please don't… make me… cramp… again…"
She panted and writhed beneath me as I sucked on her clit, running her hands over her body as she lost herself to the pleasure.
My fingers pressed into her slick entrance, her muscled thighs tightening her vagina around the digits. I struggled to move my fingers around, but managed to curl them upward brushing them along the patch of nerves hiding among her riges.
"Oh!" Her hands clamped down on my arm, trying to pull me away. "It's… too… much!"
I grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her arms away before suckling on her clit as I continued brushing my fingers along her insides, utilizing a very befitting "come here" motion. Not a moment later, her body went rigid, shivering as a silent scream rippled through the air. Her face contorted as her body shivered, maximizing the intense pressure on my hands as her inner walls locked them in a vice.
The moment passed, and her orgasm faded into a pleasant throb, made apparent by the drunken expression on Reyna's face as she slithered her hands over her body.
"Mmm…" Her lustful gaze fell on me. "Thank you… Master."
I crawled forward, capturing her lips in my own as I slid my hand from her soaked pussy lips, up her belly, and rested it on her breast, squeezing the firm flesh in my grip. She returned the affection with a lazy kiss, letting me slip my tongue into her mouth without hesitation. I pulled away a few seconds later, leaving her lips swollen and red.
"Not 'Master;' praetor."
"Mmm," she sighed through a blissful smile, "I can work with that." She hung her arms around my shoulders. "Well, praetor, why don't you fill up my little twat before I leak all over the couch?"
I resisted the urge to laugh. The couch was done for. Wet patches of blood, sweat, and juices caked the fabric, leaving the entire piece of furniture smelling like a salty grapefruit.
"Your wish is my command, praetor."
I grabbed my dick by the shaft and brushed the swollen head against her dripping lips. Her breath hitched on contact. With my lips pressed to hers, I pressed myself into her, groaning as her tight insides swallowed my dick, squeezing it like a stress toy. She screamed into the kiss, her arms and legs wrapping around me and locking me in place as I pressed forward. Not a moment passed where I wished to be somewhere else; not a moment passed where I couldn't feel her soaked ridges pulling me deeper.
When I bottomed out inside of her, both of us let out a groan, mine from the vice-like grip of her insides, hers from the full sensation as my cock pulsed inside of her. I held her there, kissing her lips as she returned them with a feverish passion. She bit and pulled at my tongue as she squeezed my body closer to hers, leaving no room for escape. Of course, escaping was the last thing on my mind.
With so little room to maneuver, I grabbed her shoulders to hold myself steady and rocked my hips forward. Not once did I ever leave her tight canal, but the rocking motion rubbed every part of her insides. She squealed and groaned beneath me, her nails returning to my back in a painful, but not entirely unwelcome, embrace. Her hips rolled in response, meeting every motion with one of her own, driving my cock into impossible depths.
I hugged her close, rocking our hips together as her grip around me tightened. Her nails pulled away as she wrapped her arms around my neck for a deep kiss. Our hips never left one another as the rolled together, her tight cunt sucking at my throbbing cock, forever trying to milk it of its contents.
"Don't you dare stop." Her breaths grew labored as we continued our motions, huddled and holding one another as close as we could.
"Don't worry."
I buried my tongue in her mouth as her eyes rolled up, her scleras shining from the light of the television. Her hands tightened around the back of my neck, pulling me closer as we suffocated one another with our lips. The sound of panting and muffled groans filled the room as our hips rocked in unison, never leaving one another and spilling juices all over the couch. Though for the longest time, our pace remained brisk, after so long of our hips in unison, we slowed, settling for strong motions in which we could feel every pulse and throb of our partner.
"Percy, I'm… I'm…"
No further words were spoken before she seized up on the spot, locking her limbs around me as her insides clamped around the shaft of my penis, oozing her juices along my balls. The increase in pressure was too much for me to handle, milking me of my semen as it pulsed in thick ropes.
For a few minutes, we remained their, locked together as our genitals massaged one another even in their climax. I groaned against her throat as she hyperventilated, her breaths matching the spasming of her cervix. When the moment passed, I kissed her throat, trailing them along her jugular until our lips found one another. We remained there, locked in a gentle passion as we both came down from our euphoric highs.
"Thank you." Her dark eyes fogged up with tears, but her smile showed something other than sadness. "Thank you so much."
I pressed another kiss to her lips as her limbs released me from her grip. Even with my newfound freedom, I continued to press myself against her warm body. After spending so long with one another, I couldn't bear the thought of taking off to another room without her. She seemed to share my sentiment, wrapping her arms around me as she pulled me against her shoulder.
"I hope this won't be our last time," I said as I placed a kiss on her collarbone.
A gentle smile formed on her lips as she ran a hand over my ear, circling it under until the tip of her finger rested on my chin.
"You can count on this happening again. But for now, let's get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow."
I hummed in response, giving her teat onelast suck, pulling away with a pop. With a dumb smile plastered to my face, I used the last of my powers to merge our fluids in a ball and throw it out of a window screen. After exerting the last of my strength, sleep didn't take long to find me. As the last seconds drew nearer, I pulled a quilt off the back of the couch to wrap us up, resting us both against one another. Reyna huddled against me as my eyes closed, readying myself for the second night of sleep away from the island.