Chapter 69 Chapter 68
Amaris
Only the sound of my rushing blood filled my ears. Ethan resumed sucking from my breasts as he continued to thrust into me deeper. I bit down my lip, each thrust leaving me panting for air like a fish out of water as my inner walls spasmed and tighteneed around him. I would never have said pleasure could be excruciating but, to me, that was what it felt like, as each thrust of Ethan's arousal seemed to bring me both pleasure and impatience all at once. Stars formed behind my eyelids and then, out of nowhere, I was bursting apart at the seams, pleasure no longer excruciating but almost too exquisite to bear. I wrapped my hands tighter around Ethan strained neck, squeezing my eyes shut as I rode the wave of release, his name on my lips, filling the silence of he room, adding to the cacophony of sounds assualting my ears.
But Ethan wasn't yet done. Allowing me to catch my breath, he pulled my face towards his, devouring my lips as he held me tight and thrust all the way in. He was moving again, and now his possession was hard and fast, showing me how gentle he'd been the first time. I clasped around him, sucking him deeper as I convulsed with pleasure. Pleasure built quickly, and it promised to be different from the first two times. As he thrust into me again, and again, hard and fast, a primal, animalistic need came over me, needing him to go harder.
He growled, a low, husky sound, his eyes glowing in the dim lighting of the room as he grabbed my hip, grazing his teeth across that sensitive spot on my neck and my eyes widened, realizing what he was about to do. His hand brushed my sex, his fingers pressing me there until the combination of his possession and his touch was too much and I was tumbling again. He nibbled on my neck for a bit before sinking his elongated canines into my skin, the sharp pain pushing me over the edge of reality into a field of utter heaven, sparks blinding my vision.
The marking brought its own flood of sensations, each one more powerful and bizzare, and before I knew it, I was crying, sinking my nails into Ethan's skin as I gave him a marking of my own. Ethan lifted his lips, propelling me to even greater heights and then he was joining me, exploding as he said my name, kissing me as his body wracked with his exploding pleasure, my entire body convulsing every cell in my body morphing into something beyond what I could recognize.
When I finally took notice of my surroundings, Ethan was still inside me and was gently caressing my back, placing soft kisses across my collarbone and occasionally on my breasts. I blinked lazily, staring at his content face before dropping my gaze down to the region where we were joined, noticing how soaked out lower bodies were.
"You're mine now..." He groaned against my lips, nipping at it before kissing them. "You have my mark and you'll bear my scent soon. The ritual is complete, no one will be ablyto take you away from me, not even death." He said, his voice resolute.
"What... What about your wounds?" I asked hazily as I drifted off to sleep at his gentle caresses.
"Already healing." He groaned back. I managed a small nod before closing my eyes, drifting off to the sweetest sleep I've ever had in a long time.