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

against her ear. "Be

kissing 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

a brow, Raven looked at me, then leaned against the headboard with a

You wanted her to sleep, right?"

running my thumb across her

hope when you are sober enough; you realize I am a

lips slowly,

felt a sense of relief when she didn't

was better this way when she was asleep, when I knew she wouldn't remember the night. But I would remember the night just as much as I would remember the day. Today was going to stay

longer want

doesn't remember, I hope your

But let's pretend it's just us here. Let's

difficult to

in your drunken dreams and

and even when you don't remember how we fucked tonight; I

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

bore that punishment now, and

read her secrets, her feelings without the fear of being read by her at the

over her, I kissed

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

full

fragrance of her pussy, I unfurled her folds with my

at the exquisite sight of her

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

her

moment. Xanthea let out a small moan, knitting her brows as

as I pressed it hard

came all over my face.

at her rosy tinted skin and her dripping pussy, I took off my belt. Unzipping my pants, I freed my cock from the

around me. If it was a

cock against her slit, teasing her

will you

smoothly, I plunged inside her in one

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

I feel you right now, darling," I

warm. She was absolutely perfect. Her insides clenched around

re-imagined every second of the day when I wanted to

hips jerked as she let out a

it

intertwined my fingers with hers, ramming inside her harder. I loved the creases adorn

times when she opened her eyes in confusion, and then shut them with a whimper that made me grow harder inside

feeling myself reach the

around my cock, and I slammed my hand over my

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