Chapter 65 Chapter Sixty-Five - Gabriella
We’re panting, heaving chests and quivering limbs tangled in my bed sheets as we reel from our combined climax as the sun rises. My head is spinning, my lips are dry, and my throat is parched, but deep inside is that yearning once again; the yearning to be at one with him.
“Jartre?” I say, gulping to lubricate my throat.
“Yes, my love?” His hands glide up my back as he places sensual kisses upon my heated, dripping flesh, his hard length still firm and twitching with need inside me.
“I want you to make me yours completely.”
He turns to stone on top of me and I can feel the mix of elation and apprehension waging a war inside him, though it’s subtle, I’m getting better at picking up on it. He slowly lifts his head to look at me, his purer than snow, white hair a tangled mess from all my playing with it.
“You want to complete our bond?” he almost whispers.
I nod. “I’ve thought about it, more than you know and I know beyond a doubt that I can’t live being so close to you but so far. I want to be one with you, I need it more than I’ve ever needed anything. It’s crazy because I know I don’t fully understand what all of this means, but in my soul…I yearn for it. I feel incomplete.” I cup his face in my hands, looking deep into his eyes with all the love I have for him. “Make me whole, Jartre,” I beseech him.
Jartre searches my eyes for doubt or hesitation only to find none. He smiles a soft, emotional smile, placing his hand to my cheek and laying his forehead on mine.
“I love you, Gabriella,” he whispers.
“I love you too.”
He closes his eyes, and quickly a bright, white light begins to glow around his body, getting brighter and hotter by the second. I feel that energy wrap itself around me like a blanket of love and protection as it seeps into my very bones. I shut my eyes as the light becomes blinding, that energy moving through me, and I swear for the first time in my life I can feel my soul. Not in a metaphorical way, I can truly feel it, like a living breathing entity beating inside reaching out for this energy moving through me. Like two magnets, I feel his energy collide with my soul, burning my body like a furnace and detonating on impact like the Big Bang. I feel a sense of something click into place and an overwhelming avalanche of emotions pour into me. The tears begin to fall from my eyes as I struggle to take them all in, each one more real and powerful than my own.
Just when I think it’s going to subside, it only increases. My body begins to burn hotter and hotter as if cooking my body from the inside, I feel this combined energy within me growing, and growing, consuming every cell within me to an unbearable degree. It quickly becomes excruciating as that energy turns to pressure building inside me until it becomes too much for me to take. I feel that energy explode from me, my back arching, my arms thrown wide from the force as it pours from every part of me like a nuclear bomb. My screams of agony perforate my eardrums until I’m finally sucked into darkness.
۩JARTRE۩
There’s no moment more terrifying than hearing Gabriella’s screams and feeling her agony permeate her body. I quickly sit up, cupping her face in my hands but she remains limp and unresponsive.
“Gabriella? GABRIELLA!” I shout, trying to get her to open her eyes.
I take a moment to focus, and I feel relief when I hear the furious beating of her heart. I focus on our bond…I can feel incomparable exhaustion running through her alongside power and energy, the two of them working together to wage war on her fragile human body.
I lay beside her, holding her safe and securely in my arms. I feel our bond burning stronger and brighter than ever, but I can’t celebrate until she opens her eyes. I need to know she’s okay. Surely Zarseti wouldn’t pair us if such a bond would put her at risk. I just keep telling myself that she just needs to rest; that her body needs time to process such a change.
I watch as her chest rises and falls quickly. I place my hand on her forehead, feeling it burn hotter than normal, but then I blink in surprise as I capture a lock of her hair. Her golden sunshine hair now suddenly has white streaks in it, the same ethereal white as my own hair. I take in a deep breath and hold her to me, praying she wakes up soon as anxiety ravages my essram.
“Come back to me, Gabriella,” I whisper as an unfamiliar tiredness creeps over me. I try to fight it as it begins to weigh my eyelids down, but with each blink, I feel them becoming heavier and heavier until I can’t seem to keep them open anymore and I quickly find myself also slipping into a deep sleep.