Chapter-66. Her heat(18+)

[Ezra]

I never thought I would ever say this, much less accept it to myself, but Xanthea was anything but weak.

I was foolish to think she was a weak soul, that she needed me for her vengeance. All Xanthea needed was the space to be herself and a security that it was ok to be herself. She needed an introduction to who she truly was, and I was glad I could provide it to her.

I wanted to see her torture and kill that pathetic family of hers, use me to massacre them and hang their bodies for display before the world. But that was something 'I' wanted, not her. But the path she chose had put me in a state of deep, thoughtful perplexity.

She knew exactly what she wanted, as though she had been dying to do everything she did today for years, but she never had a chance.

I certainly didn't agree with her ways, but they were her ways to win 'her' battle. So, I respected them because, unlike me, she deserved to heal.

I was proud that she carved her own path. A path that was true to herself - her soul.

Something I couldn't have done.

Like she said, what she did wasn't some mercy or forgiveness. It was something existing between black and white, between good and evil. It was a completely selfish act of selflessness. She chose her healing over hurting who hurt her.

And when she helped her sister regain consciousness, I went kind of... numb.

I could have never even thought of doing something like that. It was way beyond the capacity and nature of my soul to muster that kind of revenge.

Even with all my powers and physical strength, I was absolutely humbled before her. She was much stronger and gentler to herself than I ever was, much powerful than I will ever be for myself. Like she said, she hadn't forgiven those jerks, but she had found the courage to forgive herself. And that did something to me.

She changed something in me - in ways I could not decipher.

I know I took her to her family to free her from the shackles of her past, but it felt as though a few shackles of my past had shattered as well just by seeing her set herself free.

It had been years since I experienced such a lightness in my body, as if someone had lifted some weights off my chest.

As though I was in fresh air for the first time.

Hypnotized, I gazed at Xanthea. She was sleeping soundly, enveloped in the dreamy aura. My heart did something roughly wild.

Taking off my tie, I unbuttoned my shirt.

Thank you, Xanthea.

Thank you for making me feel a little alive after so long.

Thank you for showing me how peaceful killing with kindness can actually be.

Thank you for being so contagiously strong.

I hope I can return to you the same peace you have given to my soul.

Sliding Xanthea's panties off her slim legs, I kissed her ankle.

Sex was the only coherent way I knew to express my incoherent emotions.

you

her

Raven whispered against her ear. "Be a good

every inch of her skin from her neck to her collarbone to her chest. His eyes lingered on her lips before he took off her earrings and tossed them aside on the nightstand. Before Raven could kiss her lips, I grabbed Xanthea's wrist and yanked

brow, Raven looked at me, then leaned against the

You wanted her to

running my

are sober

I kissed her lips slowly, savoring

know why I felt a sense of relief when she didn't kiss

when I knew she wouldn't remember the night. But I would remember the night just as

longer want to deny it. Accepting you would be

mind doesn't remember,

you right now. But let's pretend it's just

shouldn't be difficult

drunken dreams

how we fucked tonight; I hope you will know when you wake up tomorrow that we... made

the kiss. Fisting her hair, I kissed her harder with the carnal hunger of a man who has never been kissed before.

punishment now, and then, to

feelings without the fear of being read by

her, I kissed her eyelids, caressing her

kisses on her skin, I ventured through her curves, breasts, down to the soft skin of her inner

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intoxicating fragrance of her pussy, I unfurled

the exquisite sight of

mumbled,

her inner

patience I could muster at that moment. Xanthea let out a small moan, knitting her brows as

clit gently between my teeth, flicking it as I

my face. Smiling, I ran my hand across my

pussy, I took off

arousal had spun a web around me. If it was

her slit, teasing her clit with my

much of this will you remember, angel," I said, entering her

my cock smoothly, I plunged inside

hazy eyes fluttered open halfway before they shut again. Her body bobbed beneath me. Her lips parted and her brows knit. Her subtle gasp and annoyed sleepy groans had heat rushing through my body like fire. I began

as madly as I feel you

perfect. Her insides clenched around me, as though asking me to stay inside

repeated itself in my head as I increased my pace. I re-imagined every second of the day

hips jerked as she let out a

feel it

hers, ramming inside her harder. I loved the creases adorn her face as her body bobbed harder from

in confusion, and then shut them

squeezed her breasts, feeling myself reach the snapping

my cock, and I slammed my hand

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