Chapter 170 Stay Like This

Chapter 170 Stay Like This
\[Raelyn’s POV\]
A gasp escapes me as Osiris pulls me down, making me swallow the rest of him, and as I do, I feel myself coming undone.
“Oh, fuck!” I moan while Osiris chuckles.
“I guess that was too much for you; I apologize.”
“You aren’t sorry,” I murmur.
“Not in the slightest.”
Damned man. I murmur inwardly as Osiris starts to move inside me. Not caring about anyone else except himself.
No. I counter, taking note of how gentle he is being with me compared to the first time we did this. He cares deeply about me. That was clear from how he treated me, how he touched me, and how he constantly worried for me.
Maybe that was the reason I couldn’t stop myself from falling for him despite everything that happened. Maybe that was why even now I don’t want to be apart from him.
“Where’s your mind?” The man in question murmurs, snapping me out of my reverie. “You shouldn’t be focusing on anything but me right now.”
“I’m not,” I assure him, beginning to move my hips so that he doesn’t have to do all the work. “You are the only thing occupying my mind.”
“Good,” Osiris whispers, wrapping a hand around my neck and pulling so our mouths meet again. “I want you to be so consumed with me that you can’t think of anything else.”
I already am. I think as pleasure starts to move through me, igniting a fire that quickly travels through my veins to my heart.
For a long time he was the only thing that consumed me, and now more than ever I couldn’t think of anything but him.
Feeling my whole body come alive, I sit up and claw at Osiris’ shoulders as I quicken my movements, thrusting my hips, taking him deep into me while he stares up at me with those stormy eyes that always feel like they’re trying to pull me in.
“Osiris,” I pant, feeling my pleasure grow. “Osiris
I repeat his name like a mantra, keeping pace with it as he starts to move with me.
Together, we build our pleasure and excitement higher and higher until it is almost unbearable and when we cum together we don’t stop moving. How can we when this isn’t enough for either of us?
Honestly, I didn’t think I would ever get enough of this man, and I would never get enough of this feeling that I never thought I was missing.
“Osiris,” I whisper, realizing that even though he told me how he felt in the past, I never said the same thing. “There’s something I… Oh…”
“Focus,” Osiris rumbles, flipping us so that he is now hovering above me. “Don’t think of anything else but me.”
Nodding, I close my eyes while he takes full control, fucking me like I’m his salvation and the only thing that is holding him steady.
It’s so fucking intense. It feels so fucking good. And yet, it still isn’t enough for me.
Wanting to feel him against me, I wrap my arms around his neck and hook my legs around his waist so that he goes deeper in me.
“That’s it, Osiris,” I moan until he covers my mouth with a hand.
“Your voice,” he whispers. “Although I love how fucking good it sounds, we can’t let others hear you.”
Sighing, I don’t push him away while more moans escape me until I’m cumming, but even then he doesn’t release me.
Instead, my world turns into one filled with pleasure and euphoria as Osiris works me into a never-ending orgasmic bliss until finally releasing me.
Panting, he sits up and then lifts me so that he can hold me.
“A week needs to go by quickly,” he growls, tightening his hold on me. “Otherwise, I fear that I might go crazy.”
“Yeah,” I murmur, cuddling closer. “I hope the same.”
Sighing, I let myself get lost in the sound of Osiris’ breathing and his heartbeat that almost beats in time with my own, and as time passes, I can’t help but wish that time would just freeze. But that isn’t the way time works, and when a soft knock sounds on the door of the lounge, I know time is up.
“We should go,” I murmur, untangling myself and standing.
Feeling disappointment rush through me, I start to look around for my underwear, and when I turn to Osiris, I find that he has them in his hand.
“I need those,” I point out, but he shakes his head.
“I’ll be keeping these.” He tells me, shoving them into his pocket. “They’re ruined anyway.”
“What?”
Eyes widening, I realize what it is that he is suggesting, but how could he do such a thing? I still had to go through the banquet.
“You’re going to have to say that you’re sick.” He shrugs. “You can’t possibly move around without your underwear. What if you spill my seed all over the floor?”
“You,” I hiss. “You’ve gone crazy.”
“A little,” he admits, standing and fixing himself so he looks presentable. “But with this I don’t have to watch you move around with Ray, right?”
“Was that your plan from the very beginning?” I ask in disbelief.
“No, I was winging it, but I got lucky.”
Keeping his smirk in place, Osiris moves forward, and when he reaches me, he plants a kiss on my lips and then each cheek, and finally my nose before pulling away and staring at me.
It’s clear from the way he is looking at me that he is trying to memorize everything about me in this moment, and when he is satisfied, he kisses me once more before leaving.
Only once he is gone and I am alone do I collapse on the couch that we just made love on and feel a wave of disappointment and loneliness slam into me.
“Dammit,” I growl, wishing that I could just leave this room and catch up with the man who was just consuming me. “Dammit, dammit, dammit. Keep it together, Raelyn. You can’t cave now just because he’s so alluring.”
Sighing, I slump back just as Ray and his mother enter the room, and when they spot me, they move toward me, and I prepare my lie for escaping the rest of the evening.
"Are you okay?" Ray asks, dropping down beside me. "You've been in here for a while."
"I'm not," I admit, beginning to play my part. "I'm a bit uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable," he repeats, eyeing me. "Is something wrong with the pups?"
"No," I tell him while his mother just watches. "I'm just a bit nauseous. Would it be okay if I turned in for the evening? I just need to rest, I think."
"Of course," Ray responds, and I feel a wave of relief.
However, that relief quickly fades as his mother's nostrils flare ever so slightly, and I realize too late that Osiris' scent is still lingering, but she doesn't say a word.