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.

what you mean to my nightmares

knitting her

against her ear. "Be a

lips before he took off her earrings and tossed them aside on the nightstand. Before

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

don't wake her up. You wanted her to

my chest, running my

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

lips slowly, savoring the

relief when she didn't kiss me back, didn't

night. But I would remember the night just as much as I would remember the day. Today was going to stay with me for a long

But I no longer want to deny it. Accepting you

your mind doesn't remember, I hope

now. But let's pretend it's just us here. Let's pretend Raven and Asher

be difficult to

drowning in your drunken dreams and

even when you don't remember how we fucked tonight; I hope you will know when you wake

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

and then, to ensure

her feelings without the fear of being read by her at the same time.

over her, I kissed her eyelids,

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

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pussy,

cock throbbed at the exquisite sight

baby." I mumbled, before

fondled her inner

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

as I pressed it hard with my tongue before I plunged it inside

came all over my face. Smiling, I ran my hand across my face, smothered in her

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

me. If it was a trap,

her slit, teasing her clit with

will you remember, angel," I said, entering

cock smoothly, I plunged inside her in

bobbed beneath me. Her lips parted and her brows knit. Her subtle gasp and annoyed

wonder if you feel me as madly as I feel you

Her insides clenched around me, as though asking me to stay inside her for

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

let out

you feel it

harder. I loved the creases adorn her face as

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

squeezed her breasts, feeling myself

my cock, and I slammed my

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