[A/N]: Heavy smut chapter ahead. Wait for the next update if that's not your thing !
The wind was howling viciously outside Quinn's still open window, and the air was ge-tting fresher. But here, in the darkest moment of the night, Quinn was not cold at all. Her face was burning from embarrassment and need alike. She could see a darker fire in Talon's eyes, something unreadable and laced with danger. Quinn's body was trembling, but she didn't know why.
She felt weak in front of him, but did not hide her exposed chest. Talon's thumb had just pushed down the last strap of her night gown, and his eyes were ravenously taking in her form. Goosebumps appeared on her skin, but they were not caused by the cold. Talon's hand gently rubbed her shoulder, feeling every pore of her skin.
His cloak was already on the floor, but he began rashly unbutonning his undercoat, and soon, he threw his shirt away. Quinn took everything in: his defined jaw, his sharp features, his toned body covered with scars. And his eyes. Looking inside of them was almost painful to Quinn, for she had never seen someone with such a stare. His hawk eyes were deep, dark with desire, and looking directly at her. Quinn braced herself, and dared to plunge her eyes in his.
Quinn's courage didn't go unnoticed by Talon. His breath hitched, and he caught her mouth with his. His jaw moved demandingly, his kiss becoming harsher than before. Quinn loved it. Her lips began hurting, and her chin was rasped by Talon's imperceptible stubble. She loved the force with which he was claiming her. His hands caught her breasts, but his touch remained light and soft. Quinn gasped.
His fingers explored the pale and soft skin there, brushing against her nipples. Quinn had a short breath of surprise, and Talon deepened the kiss. The frail light of the moon revealed a skin that barely saw any light, contrasting with Talon's hands: they were tanned by his days spent roaming the forest or foreign lands. Suddenly, Talon left Quinn's mouth. He left a trail of kisses from her chin, to her neck, to her collarbone, and began kissing her breasts.
Quinn's breathing rhythm increased and she tentatively fondled Talon's nape and hair. She bit her lip as she saw him play with her in this way. When she plunged her eyes in his, he teasingly flicked his tongue over her nipple. Her cheeks burned, but the dim light couldn't reveal their red colour. With a few last licks, Talon continued his exploring of Quinn's body. He lifted her effortlessly, and gently pushed her on the mattress.
Now lying on her back, her head resting on her pillow, Quinn helplessly witnessed Talon's hand lowering what was remaining of her gown. When he bended over to throw the small article of clothing away, Quinn saw his chest muscles twitch. And she saw herself.
If she could see her own moon-lit bare body, then Talon could see it too. She shot him a bashful look, and saw his darkened gaze. He had said nothing for a while, and didn't need to. Quinn didn't wait for him to speak, but she heard an almost inaudible growl rumbling in his chest. One of his hands rested on her knees, and the other was caressing her soft stomach. He began opening her legs and lowering his head. What was about to happen had only been shamefully imagined by Quinn.
Talon didn't break eye contact with her, and she didn't either, slowly letting go of the shame she always had. His eyes were glinting in the night like blades. Quinn's anticipation was rising quickly, her body betrayed her by heating up and by trembling slightly.
She wasn't ready for the first touch on her most private part. Talon's fingers lightly touched her burning skin there, and sent electricity rushing through her body. Quinn blew out a gush of air. His touch was delicate, and the skin on skin contact made them both shiver. Talon began softly kneading the flesh there, while laying kisses on the inside of her thighs.
"I love your skin." he said in a hoarse voice.
Quinn propped herself up on her elbows, and observed him longingly while he tortured her with love. Those eyes were still devouring her. And then, the eyes went down. As well as the parted mouth. Quinn was about to explode with heat.
And then, in one long lick, Talon destroyed the last remains of control she could have over her body. Her hips bucked in reaction, and Talon held her in place with one arm. She supressed a moan, still slightly afraid of being heard. She knew guards could sometimes patrol her tower, and few people lived there. The risk was low, but she remained aware.
Another torturing lick took her out of her thoughts. The sound that escaped her throat made Talon grip her thighs harder and breathe faster. He showed no pity as he began exploring her with his tongue, keeping her bucking hips in place. A smile formed itself on his lips at work when Quinn gripped his silky hair with her fist.
Talon rose to her level, and almost bit his tongue when he saw Quinn's flustered face. Her expression and heavy lids made her look feverish. She was looking at him heatedly, and her weak arms snaked their way behind his back, and pushed him towards her. Talon felt his control slip away fast. He dove on her, eating her lips and rubbing around her most sensitive part with his fingers. Her hips grazed his own, and he had to bite his tongue for real to keep himself from ravaging her.
But Quinn's hands were pushing his breeches down hungrily. Talon's balled fists clenched the sheets painfully. Her sweet breath brushing his skin made him lose his mind. She had bared him completely, and Talon's remnants of control were the only reason he was not already in her. He knew if they went further, there would be no holding back. Now it was her turn to torture him. Her fingers began touching his length, caressing it up and down, and they closed themselves on it, rubbing confidently. An impulse took hold of Talon. He dove on her like a tiger and bit her near her nape. Quinn gasped, feeling his teeth dig in her skin. But the slight pain seemed to be pleasing her.
Talon's chest rumbled in pleasure. His haunched form over her was heaving from the intense feelings she was giving him with her hand. He clasped his hand over her entrance, and pinched her nipple while tasting her delicious mouth again.
Quinn's head couldn't produce a coherent thought anymore. There was only Talon. She licked her lips after the profound kiss. He was like a drug. She knew in his presence, she could do nothing but want to be with him more. Her hips pushed against his pelvis again, rubbing her wetness against his hard member.
"Fuck." he swore.
His eyes found hers, both were intoxicated.
"Quinn... Do you want this?" he finally asked intensely.
"Yes. I want you." she nodded feverishly.
After a last scanning look, the fever took hold of Talon too. He grit his teeth and penetrated her at once. His length slid inside to the hilt, surrounded by the warmest and softest flesh in the world. Talon's hand was holding Quinn's, and with his other hand he fondled her hair reassuringly.
The first thing Quinn felt was intense pain. Talon felt too big in this place where she had only ever dared to stick a finger. Her body tensed, and Talon stopped moving, sensing her discomfort. He gently rubbed her hair, and waited for her to adjust to him. She didn't cry, though the tears came to her eyes. After a time of waiting and taking in the pain, she began moving her hips. It still hurt, but another feeling was slowly appearing during her movements. Talon began moving too, observing her reactions. She was courageous, ignoring the pain and chasing this unknown sensation.
Where Talon's length touched her core, a delicious friction spread its burn to all her body. Her instinct quickly took over, and she began moving with Talon. He was slow at first, but her natural impulses felt like shots of the strongest drug, and he thrust with more force. Every part of her skin was on fire when it came in contact with him. Talon noticed with pride that she had put her hand in her mouth to bite it. Talon took it away and kissed her, and the moan she was repressing echoed in his own mouth.
Talon took one of her legs and lifted it over his shoulder, creating a perfect angle for feeling her more and admiring her. She was now biting her lip while Talon caressed her ankle. The pain was totally gone, as Quinn moved her pelvis to follow Talon's thrusts. Quinn's breasts bounced to the rhythm they had created, and Talon took everything in hungrily. The angle was killing them both.
Quinn felt a surge of something she couldn't describe. Her mind became even more hazy, and she lost any control left over her body. It was rising in her, making her inner walls clench more and more tightly around Talon. He was feeling it too: he went deeper in her, setting fire to the softest flesh inside of her. Before she realised it, Quinn was getting lost in ecstasy.
She closed her eyes, and the world around her disappeared. She only felt Talon. Without realising, she touched her breasts, uncontrollably rocking her pelvis in ample movements. With a repressed growl, Talon dove on her to kiss her hungrily. His own hips followed hers, and he went over the edge with her. He went as deep as he could inside her, never getting enough of her intoxicating heat.
The sounds began to reappear for them both: Talon panted heavily, while Quinn was letting out exhausted little breaths. Talon couldn't detach his eyes from the beautiful woman beneath him. Quinn held his hand, her small fingers intertwining themselves with his own. He did not pull out yet. The night was still long, and he wanted to take the time to engrave this sight in his memory.
[A/N]: It's been a while I haven't written smut. God. I got carried away.