My eyes fly open at the sound of my name on her lips.
Sazahn gasps. “Your…your eyes,” she says through her moaning.
I don’t need to see myself to know that the flames in my pupils are at their highest. But I don’t respond or look away. I let her drink in the sight of my unearthly—unholy—eyes as I bury my tongue deep in her pussy.
Her hips rock as she does what I commanded her to do—ride my tongue. I withdraw it to focus on her clit, and when I begin suckling it, her tension reaches its peak.
“I’m going to come again,” she says weakly, and when I redouble my efforts, she explodes. Her juice flows out of her and into my mouth, down either side of my face. I lap it all up greedily; the taste of her has me immediately addicted, just as I knew it would.
My efforts to not let one drop of her sweetness go to waste pulls another orgasm from her. My cock is so hard it’s painful, and I know I cannot ignore its demands much longer.
I flip Sazahn to her back and stand long enough to strip off my pants. Her eyes grow wide at the sight of my long, hard nine inches that’s just over two inches in diameter. She spreads her legs, eager, lusty, needy.
I grip myself and move between her thighs. The tip of my cock is so close to the opening of her sweet pussy, I can feel the heat. But I need to tell her the truth first.
“There’s no going back,” I tell her, trying to control my lust. “Humans don’t realize it, but sex is a ritual. A joining of energies. A bonding. A tying together. It’s a claiming. I will take part of you and give you part of me—more of me, since I gave myself to you during the healing.”
She gazes up at me, her hands on my waist. “What does that mean?”
“If I were a human man, it would mean that you would bond to me emotionally, and me to you,” I say. “But I am not a human man. I have power. I have darkness. And that darkness… It can stain you.”
“Why do you call it a stain?” she asks softly.
“You are…good,” I tell her. “I do not wish to taint that goodness. But the ash of the hellfire I have consumed for countless years will enter you. It is stronger than your goodness.”
She studies me, then reaches up and draws my face down. She gazes into my eyes for a long moment, then claims my lips with hers in a deep, searing kiss.
I moan, instantly losing myself in her kiss. Our mouths open, tongues meet, over and over and over, and suddenly…I’m inside her, buried deeply, fucking her hard and slow.
“Yes,” she says on a breathy moan that flows into my mouth, my being. “Fuck me just like that, Gaderel…”
There it is again—my name on her lips.
“Sazahn,” I murmur into her mouth. “My sweet, sweet Sazahn…”
My hips pick up speed and force, and soon the only sounds I’m aware of are flesh meeting flesh, hard, over and over; the gentle smacks of our lips as we indulge in deep, wet kisses; and the sound of the roaring ocean, just underneath it all.
Sazahn comes again and again, all over my cock. I fuck her into the soft mattress, then turn her over to take her from behind. My sweet one loves it rough, loves when I smack her rounded, fleshy buttocks. When I wrap her hair around my fist and pull, my diamond-hard cock buried deep in her soaked pussy, she has her most intense orgasm yet, and finally, I can do nothing to hold the hot, overwhelming pleasure at bay.
With a roar that pierces the heavens, I detonate inside her.
The rhythmic pulses of her tight pussy milk waves of my seed out of me to fill her. I collapse onto her back, and together we fall in a heap on the mattress.
“That was…” she starts.
“Otherworldly,” I finish. “I have never felt such ecstasy.”
“Really?” she asks.
I maneuver us so that her back is huddled to my chest. I’m still buried inside her. “Really. I have gone more than two millennia without a woman’s touch.”
“Why?”
“I have never felt drawn to anyone.” I kiss the back of her neck, then her shoulder. She purrs and stretches her neck, indicating she wants more. I kiss the curve where her neck and shoulder meet. “Until you.”
“I still don’t understand,” she says quietly. “Why me?”
I’m quiet for a moment. “The only other human woman I loved… You remind me of her. So much. But you are so different. So unique. You possess a fire she did not. A quiet fire with a cold blue flame. You are both light and dark. A mysterious fog instead of a shadow. And I want to lose myself in your fog, and never be found again.