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.

dreams understand what you mean to my

knitting her brows in

up, little omega," Raven whispered against her ear.

he took off her earrings and tossed them aside on

me, then leaned against the headboard

up. You wanted her

chest, running my thumb across her lower

lipstick tonight. I hope when you are sober enough; you realize I am a man of my

eyes, I kissed her lips slowly, savoring the

a sense of relief when she didn't kiss me back, didn't smile

when she was asleep, when I knew she wouldn't remember the night. But I would remember the night just as much

no longer want to deny

doesn't remember, I hope

could be alone with you right now. But let's

be difficult to

in your drunken dreams and I'll be

am being selfish and even when you don't remember how we fucked tonight; I hope you will know when

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

bore that punishment now, and then, to

journal. Through her lips, I could read her secrets, her feelings without the fear of being read by her at the same time. Hugging her limp body, I

over her, I kissed her eyelids,

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

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pussy, I unfurled her folds with

throbbed at the exquisite sight of

look so fucking hot, baby." I mumbled, before running my tongue across her

fondled her inner

I slowly devoured her pussy with all the patience I could muster at that moment. Xanthea let out a small moan, knitting her brows as

bit her clit gently between my teeth, flicking it as I pressed

all over my face. Smiling, I ran my hand

pussy, I took off my belt. Unzipping my pants, I freed my cock from the

had spun a web around me. If it was a trap,

against her slit,

you remember, angel,"

my cock smoothly, I plunged inside her in

brows knit. Her subtle gasp and annoyed sleepy groans had heat rushing through my body like

me as madly as I feel

clenched

every second of the day when I wanted to fuck her, and that was almost every second

jerked as she let out a stream of subtle

you feel it baby,

I intertwined my fingers with hers, ramming inside her harder. I loved the creases adorn her face as her body bobbed harder from the impact of

in confusion, and then shut them with a whimper that made me

I squeezed her breasts, feeling myself

and I slammed my

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