Darken Moon University

Climax: Aelira

His touch, gentle as it was, was stoking a fire that had nothing to do with the fever. The pleasure was sharp and real, building faster than I could anticipate.

"Please, Kaiden," I gasped, my hips rolling against his hand, chasing the friction he was so carefully withholding. "Don't be so gentle. I need... I need to feel you."

His eyes darkened, the restraint snapping. "Whatever you want."

He didn't wait for a second invitation. His fingers slid through my slick heat, gathering the wetness before pressing two fingers deep inside me in one smooth, decisive thrust.

I cried out, my back bowing off the mattress as he stretched me, filling the ache that had been dormant for hours. There was no pain this time, no burning humiliation. There was only the intense, shocking reality of him inside me, erasing the phantom sensation of rough hands and cold stone.

He set a rhythm that was demanding but not cruel, his fingers curling to find a spot that made me see stars. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice ragged. "Keep your eyes open. Know who is touching you."

I couldn't look away if I tried. The way his green eyes bore into mine held me captive, anchoring me in the present even as the pleasure threatened to pull me under.

Suddenly, Kaiden withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling empty and gasping. Before I could protest, his hands hooked under my knees, and with a strength that made my head spin, he dragged me down the mattress.

"Kaiden!" I yelped as my hips hit the edge of the bed.

He didn't stop until my legs were dangling off the side of the mattress, my feet barely touching the floor. He was standing now, towering over me, a predator looking down at his prey, but the heat in his gaze was anything but cold. It was scorching.

"Hold them open," he commanded, his voice dropping to a rough growl.

My breath hitched, but the hesitation was gone. I reached down, gripping the backs of my knees and pulling my legs wide, baring myself completely to his view. The air hit my heated, slick flesh, but the embarrassment was drowned out by the dark hunger in his eyes.

He didn't give me a chance to feel exposed. The moment my legs were spread, his hands were on me, gripping the insides of my thighs to hold them apart, his eyes locking onto the wet, flushed skin I’d offered him.

"Perfect," he groaned, the sound vibrating through his chest and straight into my core. "You look like a f*****g feast."

He didn't wait. He lowered his head, but he didn't go for where I needed him most. Instead, he pressed his open mouth against my hip, his tongue hot and wet as he tasted the skin there. I gasped, my back arching off the mattress as he began a slow, burning ascent up my body.

He took his time, tasting every inch of me with a reverent thoroughness that made my head spin. His lips trailed over the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, leaving a path of fire in their wake, but he bypassed the place that throbbed for him, ignoring my desperate whimpers.

Instead, he moved upward, his mouth hot and demanding against the curve of my hip, then across the soft plane of my stomach. His hands weren't idle; they gripped my waist, holding me steady as I writhed against the sheets, his fingers digging into my skin with a possessiveness that made my breath hitch.

"Kaiden, please," I gasped, my hands tangling in his white hair, trying to guide him where I needed him most.

"Patience," he murmured against my ribs, the word a rough rasp that sent shivers racing across my skin. But he didn't make me wait long.

He moved higher, his hands cupping the heavy weight of my breasts. His gaze locked onto the dark, peaked n*****s, and a low sound of approval rumbled in his chest. He didn't ask. He didn't hesitate. He lowered his head and took one into his mouth, hot and wet, sucking hard enough to make my back bow off the mattress.

A cry tore from my throat, my fingers tightening in his hair as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud, sending electric jolts straight down to my core. He wasn't gentle about it; there was a demanding edge to his touch, a raw hunger that matched the pace of my own racing heart. He lavished attention on one breast before moving to the other, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, marking me, claiming me.

The wet heat of his mouth was overwhelming, a sensory overload that obliterated every coherent thought. He alternated between sharp, grazing bites and deep, suctioning pulls that made my toes curl against the mattress. Each pull of his lips sent a corresponding throb between my legs, making the emptiness there ache with a desperate need to be filled.

"Kaiden," I gasped, tugging at his hair, half trying to pull him closer and half trying to ground myself against the tidal wave of sensation. "I need... I can't..."

He released my breast with a wet pop, leaving the skin glistening and reddened from his attention. He looked up at me from his position between my thighs, his green eyes wild and blown wide with lust, his breath coming in harsh pants. The white strands of his hair were messy where I’d gripped them, framing a face that looked purely feral.

He didn't give me a moment to recover, to catch my breath, or to prepare. He just ducked his head and descended.

The first drag of his tongue against my core was electric. He didn't start slow. He didn't tease. He flattened his tongue and licked a wide, hot stripe from my entrance all the way up to my c**t, claiming every inch of me with a single, devastating stroke.

I cried out, my hips jerking off the mattress, but his hands were there instantly, gripping my thighs and pinning them wide open. I was trapped, exposed, and entirely at his mercy.

The sensation was overwhelming. He didn't hold back. He devoured me with a hunger that bordered on violence, his tongue delving into my entrance before swirling ruthlessly around the aching bundle of nerves.

"Kaiden!" I screamed, my hands flying to his head, my fingers tangling in the white strands of his hair to anchor myself against the onslaught.

He growled against my flesh, the vibration sending shockwaves through my pelvis. The sound was primal, a beast claiming its meal, and it only made the pleasure sharper. He sucked my c**t into his mouth, his tongue flicking rapidly over the sensitive bud while one hand left my thigh to slide back inside me.

He didn't stop. He thrust his fingers in rhythm with the suction of his mouth, curling them against that spot inside me that made my vision blur. The pleasure was a tidal wave, building higher and higher, terrifying in its intensity. It was too much, too fast, a storm I couldn't control.

"Please," I sobbed, my thighs trembling violently against his hold. "I can't... it's too much."

He didn't let up. If anything, his movements grew more aggressive, more demanding. He hollowed his cheeks, sucking on my c**t with a relentless pressure that shattered my ability to think. The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth against me filled the room, mixing with my cries and the ragged sound of my own breathing.

Kaiden didn't stop until the last spasm had racked my body and my limbs had gone limp, collapsing bonelessly onto the mattress. He pulled his fingers free, but he didn't stand up immediately. Instead, he pressed soft, lingering kisses against the inside of my trembling thighs, his touch gentle now, a stark contrast to the ferocity of moments before.

He slowly rose to his full height, looming over me. His chin glistened with my arousal, his chest heaving with exertion. The green of his eyes had darkened to a forest shade, saturated with a raw, satisfied hunger that made my breath hitch.