40. Xeraphine

40

Xeraphine

M y Amoro has claimed him, and I find myself uncertain about how to process it. It happened before I laced him with my scent, which constitutes the mark, a permanent imprint of the other's essence. I'm at a loss for what to do, but I'm attempting to push the thoughts aside. He understands that he can't mark me, and he seems to be content with that.

Kairhyse has me tight in his arms, dragging us both soaked and tongue deep in each other's mouths to his bed. The horrors I had endured the last five days washed away in that bath, all thanks to him—and of course the deaths of Daigo and Zade.

I wonder if I tell him what they did to me, will he find me strange for being ready for him to fuck me without restraint?

I never claimed to be sane, and I feel incredible now that my Amoro is home with him, happily fed. Everyone deals with trauma differently, and for me, it's having my monster replace with his touch, everywhere those assholes laid theirs .

I'm gently laid onto the mattress, sinking into its softness, and I toss the pillows to the floor. The fluffy black blanket wraps around me as I steal a quick glance at myself.

My body is still healing; the large hole in my leg is slowly closing, and the slashes across my chest are nearly gone. The smaller cuts and bruises are faded, but not completely healed. Sitting in Kairhyse's lifeforce for hours brought back my accelerated healing, and I couldn't be more thankful.

"Still fucking perfect," he purrs while grabbing my ankle and pulling me to him. I do like that he appreciates what he sees, and his praise of me.

I'm so fucking needy for him, and I will never deny that.

I bite my lip, "I'd call you a liar but your cock being at full attention tells me otherwise."

He takes said appendage and brushes the head of it between my slit, and I throw my head back as he runs it across my clit. The bars flick against it, adding a unique sensation to my bundle of nerves. My stomach tightens and my toes pinch the sheets.

I watch as he lifts his wrist to his mouth and bites, his blood spilling between the confines of his lips. He brings it down over my leg and clenches his fist, his blood pouring over my wounds.

"Xera," he whispers, "beyond the five that took your life." The way he speaks is far too sensual for him to be doing what he is to my clit at the moment, and I try to concentrate, but damn, my legs are already twitching. "If anyone touches you in this way, fucking hurts you or even attempts it, I'm ripping them in half. Do you understand me?"

The absence of his stroke makes me release the breath I was holding, my body on fire with need. "Yes—agreed, now please don't stop."

In the blink of an eye, he is above me, the dark crimson liquid spreading up and across my chest. "Say it to me," he demands.

I'm kind of pissed that he's making a mess and we'll have to return to the shower. Yet, at the same time, being covered in his blood while he fucks me is making me even more turned on than I was just moments before.

"You'll kill anyone that touches me—"

"No." He wraps his hand around the back of my neck, his thumb applying pressure against my throat.

"Anyone that will hurt me," I say through a moan, because as the words come from my lips, the tips of his fingers are pressing against my cunt.

"Or even fucking thinks about it," he seethes, "I'm done allowing what is mine to be hurt." My eyes widen, and as my lips part to protest that mine comment, he slams three fingers into me, and I throw my head back. "You are mine. I may respect your need to stay clear of being marked, little demon, but you belong to no one but me." His fingers hook up, and he pushes so far into me I feel him caressing the furthest of my walls. "You claim me and then don't think you are mine, pfft, who's the idiot here?"

The thumb that was applying pressure against my throat caresses across my jaw, "You understand, Xera?"

My heart is violently attacking my chest. I already know that, but hearing it and approving of it is another thing. I'm not fucking stupid, I want this. I want him. I do—

"Yes," I say through a whimpered moan. "Fuck, Kai!"

"This beautiful pussy is mine. Say yes," He demands.

"Yes…"

His thumb presses against my clit and draws out the alphabet, "This sensitive bud is mine."

"Yes!" I'm writhing, my toes pinching and the small of my back is lifting from the bed.

"These lips are mine."

Before I can reply his lips are on mine, his tongue forcing itself into my mouth, "This tongue," he groans as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of me. Breaking from my lips, he moves down to my neck, "Your skin, your heart, your fucking brilliant brain, your psychotic tendencies. It is all mine. All of you is mine . "

The moment my body falls over the precipice, his fangs sink into my flesh, and I make a mess of him and myself.

"Yes, yes, yes! Oh Gods!" My body vibrates under his constant pounding, and I'm not given the reprieve to find some semblance of sanity. He rolls me on top of him, and slams his cock into me.

He releases his bite and thrusts me up to a sitting position, "That's right, call to me, baby. Call for your God." His hips buck up and my back curves as he forces himself further into my body. "So perfect," he groans through his own moan. "Right where you belong."

His hand releases my neck and finds my breast, groping it with need while the other helps guide me riding him.

I throw my head back and lift myself only to slam back down. Every part of my body shakes with elation, and this is what I want until the day Belial takes me to the Beyond. My revenge had been all I lived for, but now, I want something more—to thrive. To be happy after I got what I wanted.

I can get that with him, because he wants me for the psychotic, crazy bitch that I am.

"Such a good demon, look at you taking all of me." He forces me all the way down and rolls my hips. "You are a fucking masterpiece." That pubic piercing rolls against my clit and I vibrate with pleasure. My hands find his thighs and I aid in grinding against it.

His hand moves from my hip to my abdomen, and as he had done before, his fingers caress around the bulge caused by him physically filling me beyond my means.

"You feel so Gods damn good," my words are a whisper amidst the absolute devastation his cock is causing. "Kai, please!"

He leans up and deftly flips me to my side, his legs straddling one of mine as he drives into me. My free leg wraps around his waist, and he leans forward to take my nipple between his teeth.

"Please what…?" he pants, destroying anything in his path to please me. "Tell me everything you want, and it is yours." One of his arms wraps around my thigh and the other grabs my hair, pulling my head back as he leans in and pierces my areola with his fangs. His thrusts are unrelenting, causing my stomach to tighten as I begin to fall into another orgasm.

"Don't stop, please don't stop!"

My body tenses as he releases my leg and dances his fingers against my bundle of nerves like a candles flame in a breeze. Coupled with him sucking out my blood and filling all of him inside of me, I come.

He releases my nipple and croons, "Oh, that's it baby." There is no calming my hips as they shatter under the force of my orgasm. "Make a mess of me."

I am so out of breath I'm not sure if I am capable of stopping the shaking my legs are doing. I'm still amazed at how incredible he can make me feel—I don't understand how it's even possible.

When he slips out of me, I am about to protest, "Let's clean up, hmm?"

I'm expecting him to grab me and take me back into the shower, but oh am I wrong. He grabs me around my hips and drags us to the edge of the bed. Instead of sitting me in his lap, he holds me upside down and throws my legs over his shoulder. My thighs now wrapped around his head, he begins licking them clean before diving straight to my slit.

His cock that is soaked with my arousal, is now front and center in my face. I am so out of breath that I really shouldn't suffocate myself with it. However, it's not like I haven't died from suffocation before.

The moment his tongue breaches my slit, his cock is down my throat. Tasting me on him makes me spurt, and his groan of approval has my body flushing with heat.

He guides my legs to lock around his head and wraps his arms around my hips. Am I appreciative that he can't suffocate and can stay right where he's at for eternity? Absolutely. It's nearly impossible for me to focus on my own endeavor, but by the pleased noises he is making against my bundle of nerves, I think he's enjoying my lips and tongue against his cock.

A swift shift in our position puts me under him, my head tilted off the bed as he drives his hips forward. I gag with the initial thrust, and he doesn't pull back to give me a reprieve. "Fuck, Xera…" he groans against my clit.

I'm not surprised when one of his hands travels down to my neck, his thumb brushing against it as he thrusts. I swear he is searching for the head that is physically breaching the back of my throat. I whimper, but not from pain; his attention to detail with my place of pleasure is sending me overboard. Heat blooms across my face and my legs begin to violently shake as I climax for a third time.

"Absolutely incredible," he affirms, and leans back to drive once more into my throat before pulling out. His head is thrown back and with a single pump of his hand against his shaft and he is coming across my neck and down my chest.

My breathing is heavy and I exhale a stifled cough, thankful in that moment he didn't fill my throat with that load. I truly may have drowned.

"Fucking beyond, Kai." I'm barely able to get the words out, my body is thriving with all the pleasurable pain he just put me through.

His hand is at the back of my head, lifting me up. The gloss over his forehead and devastating smile he graces me with, makes my heart ready to explode. His tongue strokes across my neck, and up my chin, cleaning up a very small portion of the mess he made, before slipping it into my mouth.

I'm pretty sure I come more when I taste him on his tongue. Why and how is this man so hot?

He hums, and against my lips, he breathes, "Yours."

With that brief word, my heart lightens.

Kai… I want to be yours. I just hope I can, at the end of all this, give you what you want.

Me.