Where Ashes and Oaths Collide

Chapter 41: Deeper

“Gods,” Amelia breathed out as her hands moved to hold on to his shoulders. “It– it feels different in this position. Deeper–” Luz’s movements became more deliberate his hips rolling upward in a slow, steady rhythm designed to maximize the new angle. The change in position allowed him to sink even deeper inside her, the head of his c**k pressing firmly against her cervix. “Is this what you mean?” he asked roughly, his amber eyes locked on hers as he watched for her reaction. “Deeper? Harder?” his own breathing grew ragged as felt the tightness of her muscles contracting around him. “f*****g hell, Amelia,” he groaned into her ear. “You feel incredible like this. Like you were made just for me.”

As Luz continued thrusting into Amelia, she moaned sweetly. Her breast rubbing against his muscular chest as her hips moved in rhythm with his. The sound of her sweet moans filled the tent, driving his own arousal to new heights. His thrusts grew more urgent, hips pounding into hers from below with increasing force as the pleasure threatened to consume him completely. “Yes,” he growled against her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. “Let me hear how good I am making you feel. Let everyone outside know whose tent you are in.” both his hands gripped her ass now, lifting her slightly to change the angel and drive himself even deeper. “Gods Amelia,” he panted heavily. “You are going to make me lose all control. I can’t think straight when you feel this f*****g perfect wrapped around my cock.”

“Luz,” she mumbled against Luz’s chest. Her lips moving to place open mouth kisses there. The feel of her lips against his sweat-dampened skin sent shivers racing down his spine. His thrusts stuttered momentarily as the combination of visual and tactile stimulation overwhelmed his senses. “f**k, yes,” he groaned, one hand tangling in her red hair to hold her close. “Kiss me everywhere. Remind me what if feels like to be human again.” His own movements became more erratic now, hips pumping into hers with desperate need. “I am getting close,” he warned gruffly, his voice tight with impending release. “Touch yourself for me– make yourself come on my cock.”

Amelia sat up slightly and moved her hand to between her legs to rub her c**t. “Like this?” she asked breathless, her breast bouncing as Luz thrusted up into her. His amber eyes darkened with hunger as he watched her hand work between them, the sight of her pleasuring herself sending a fresh surge of adrenaline through his system. “Just like that,” he rasped, his grip on her hips tightening as he matched the rhythm of her hips. “Show me how you like it best. Show me everything.” His own movement grew more frantic now, hips pistoling upward in hard strokes that buried him deeper inside her. “You are going to make me come undone,” he groaned. “Watching you touch yourself while I fill you up–”

“Luz,” Amelia muttered. “I– I am– close.” Her inner walls tightened, and the sudden tightening of her inner muscles sent a jolt of pure ecstasy through his entire being, his own climax roared closer. “That’s it,” he panted desperately, his voice cracking with need. “Come for me. Let me feel you squeeze my c**k while I fill you up.” His thrust became frantic now, hips slamming into hers with raw animalistic force. “Gods Amelia,” he groaned loudly, at the same time her orgasm crashed through her, and she slumped forward so her head was resting on his chest. With a final shuddering groan, he drives himself deep inside her one last time and erupted violently.

His arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her close as the aftershocks of his orgasm rippled through both their bodies. His heartbeat thudded against her cheek, rapid and uneven from the intensity of their lovemaking. “Stay with me,” he murmured into her hair, his voice still thick with emotion. “Do not pull away yet.” His hands stroked gently up and down her back, tracing patterns on her sweat-dampened skin. The tent around them felt like a sanctuary from the war raging just beyond theses canvas walls. “We have maybe fifteen minutes before Salvaxe gets suspicious,” he added quietly, though his tone suggested he wanted to ignore that reality for as long as possible. “But right now– right now it is just us.”

“I love you,” Amelia muttered softly. “I love this.” The words hit Luz like a physical blow, stealing his breath away and his amber eyes widened, searching hers with a raw vulnerability that contradicted every inch of his hardened exterior. “No,” he whispered harshly, shaking his head even as his arms tightened protectively around her. “You can’t say things like that to me.” His voice cracked, the formal military commander’s tone dissolving into something much older and more broken. “I am not the man you should love. That man died on the battlefield. The monster holding your right now is all that is left.” despite his protests, his fingers found the white ribbon tangled in their sheets– the only piece of his old life he had kept hidden all this time.

He held it up between them like evidence of their impossible situation. “This stupid piece of cloth is the only proof I still have a soul,” he admitted roughly. Amelia sat up slightly, causing his softened c**k still inside her to shift. “Stop that,” she said harshly. “The marks are fading. Your eyes are amber again. There is hope.” She cupped Luz’s cheek and looked deep into his eyes. “I should have come for you sooner. Maybe– maybe then you would not feel so God damn hopeless.” The warmth of her touch against his cheek seeped through the lingering haze of post-orgasmic bliss, grounding him back to the present. His amber eyes, which moments ago had been clouded with despair, cleared further as he met her gaze. A profound sense of relief washed over him, a feeling he had not allowed himself to experience in years.