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.

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her brows in a

her

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

Raven looked at me, then

You wanted

my chest, running my thumb

to smear your lipstick tonight. I hope when you are sober enough;

kissed her lips slowly, savoring the

a sense of relief when

better this way when she was asleep, when I knew she wouldn't remember the night. But I would remember the

know how to stop it. But I no longer want to deny

mind doesn't remember, I

I could be alone with you right now. But let's pretend it's just us

difficult to pretend,

dreams and I'll be drowning in

how we fucked tonight;

kissed her harder with the carnal hunger of a man who has never been kissed before. Breathing in her breaths and her scent, I was tempted to never part from her body, for parting felt

punishment now, and then, to ensure

her felt like reading a journal. Through her lips, I could read her secrets, her feelings without the fear of being read by her at the

over her, I kissed her

ventured through her curves, breasts, down to the soft

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the intoxicating fragrance of her pussy, I unfurled

at the exquisite sight

I mumbled, before running my tongue across

her

was wet almost instantly. Licking her wetness, 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 I rolled my

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

tongue until she came all over my face. Smiling, I ran my hand across

at her rosy tinted skin and her dripping pussy, I took off my belt.

had spun a web around me. If it was a trap, I was walking right into

slit, teasing her clit

wonder how much of this will you remember, angel,"

in my cock smoothly, I plunged inside her in

Her lips parted and her brows knit. Her subtle gasp and annoyed sleepy groans had heat rushing

you feel me as madly as I feel you

was absolutely perfect. Her insides clenched around me, as though

increased my pace. I re-imagined every second of the day when I wanted

let

feel it baby,

loved the creases adorn her face as her body

were times when she opened her eyes in confusion, and then shut them with a whimper that made

feeling

around my cock, and I slammed my hand over my

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