Storm's Rapture | Storms Series: Book 1 (This is a Co-Write)

Chapter 71: Rosanna*

AN: Mature content warning for this chapter. The Piarari Key is below for reference. Be sure to drop some comments as you read. Enjoy!

Piarari Key
Vasia (vah-sia): snowflake

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I kissed Cyris' lips hungrily. I needed him...wanted him. Something in me was driving my desire for him sky high. My soul ached for him, longed to embrace him forever.

Cyris seemed just as eager, taking my bra off and throwing it to the floor. Then, he pulled down my leggings hastily, and unbuttoned his jeans. He stopped to kiss my collarbones and he trailed wet kisses all the way down to my stomach.

I was breathing heavily. The light from the fire made him look otherworldly. This incredible man was here worshipping my body and spoon feeding my soul his love. Every move he made took my breath away and for once I didn't feel the temperature around us drop. It was like his soul was reassuring mine that my magic didn't need to come out. Not yet anyway... There was so much more pleasure to come...his soul promised that to mine.

He finished taking off my leggings, then slid my underwear off slowly, clearly teasing me. He threw those to the floor and then stood up.

"Cyris..." I breathed, desperately wanting him to come back. Needing his touch.

He took off his jeans and underwear in one movement, exposing all of himself to me...only me. This view was mine and mine alone. He was mine. My love and now, my husband. My heart pounded in anticipation and in the back of my mind, I knew that this time was going to be different than any of our other times. But I was ready. I needed this. My soul craved this.

Cyris came back over to me, and laid in between my legs gently. He started kissing my jaw as one of his hands roamed over my thigh. I gasped as I felt him slip a couple of his fingers inside, and arched my back. I let out a loud moan of pleasure, pleading with him for more as I let myself get lost in him. And as he obliged by moving his fingers, the temperature started dropping and my eyes turned icy blue.

He continued to please me that way for a few minutes as he sucked and kissed my nipples. I writhed under him as waves of pleasure rocked my body and his name fell from my lips a few times, along with some gasps of pure bliss. After he was done, I could barely think straight, my body had gone into primal mode, and all I wanted was more pleasure. Cyris dug into my thigh gently, causing more quiet moans to escape from me.

The temperature was still dropping and he was making me breathless. I pleaded with him for more, needing him to satisfy my desire. Wanting him to ease the ache in my soul. He slid himself inside of me slowly, and we moaned together at the sensation. He didn't hold back, and he lifted my thigh even more as he moved forcefully.

I let out a scream of pleasure and the temperature dropped severely, causing it to snow around us. I knew that my eyes flashed silver. Surprisingly, his were still deep blue. I guess he wasn't quite at that point of letting go just yet. As he continued his rhythm, he kissed my neck, and nipped at my skin in between kisses. He didn't seem to be bothered by the colder temperature at all.

I closed my eyes as I tried to ride the rollercoaster of emotions he was making me feel with every move he made. Love. Bliss. Pleasure. Happiness. Devotion. Desire. They were all there and they were all so intense...more intense than I'd ever felt before. But I couldn't keep my eyes closed for long. They flew open and a loud moan escaped my lips as I felt Cyris bite down on my neck, marking my skin with his teeth.

"Ros-anna..." he moaned.

And that sound set me off. I flipped us over so that I was on top. It took a good amount of strength, but I didn't care as I slammed my hips down on him roughly, kissing his torso as I did. He let out a loud groan and his eyes flickered to black. The room became a symphony of raindrops and snowflakes as we continued to make love. I left kisses all over his bare torso, trying to worship his body as he'd worshipped mine. I kissed the marriage mark I'd given him and sucked on his skin, making him mewl in satisfaction in the process. A soft plea for more escaped his lips and I happily obliged as I slammed my hips down on him repeatedly. My movements were rough, but he didn't seem to mind.

I bit down on my lip as I kept up the rough movements and rhythm. I felt the pressure building within me and my breathing became unsteady, I couldn't take much more. Cyris clutched onto my hips, and dug his nails into my skin. I could tell he was at his limit too as he started taking shorter breaths.

We both screamed in pleasure as we came apart together and gave each other everything. And as I looked into those glowing black eyes of his, I saw stars. Being like this... sharing this with him...it was pure bliss. He always made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman on earth. I felt a stinging sensation on my chest and noticed that the marriage mark on Cyris was glowing. Mine must have been as well. It was an amazing feeling, and it allowed me to feel his pleasure and devotion to me at its extreme. I'd never felt closer to him than I did in that moment. I felt his emotions in full force and it only served to make the experience heightened. My head was above the clouds with the stars and I didn't want to come down, but the rush of it started fading as I inevitably moved past my climax.

I collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily, reaching up to grab the fur blanket hanging on the back of the couch and draping it over us.

"Thank you..." I told him softly, trying to catch my breath.

Cyris held me close, and brushed his fingers up and down my back.

"For what?" he asked, still a bit breathless.

"For bringing me so much pleasure," I admitted. "I've...I've never felt that amount of pleasure all at once. I...I liked it. I enjoyed it."

Cyris chuckled. "You're welcome...My Queen," he smiled. "Thank you too... I enjoyed myself as well, you know...you feel...amazing."

I sighed in contentment and looked at him. "I wish I had more energy. I want to spend all night just experiencing that with you," I admitted.

"Don't tempt me..."

"Don't tempt you? You're tempting me, Mr. Saltwater," I smirked as I kissed his jaw and inadvertently inhaled that intoxicating lime and musk scent of his. Then I got serious and looked into his eyes. "The mark...it must have made everything more intense. I...I've never felt closer to you than I do now. Everything you felt...I felt too. It was...surreal. I...I can still feel it...it's like your emotional aura has melded with mine."

"I can feel it too...it's like my body can't calm down," he told me.

I sighed happily again as I breathed him in. This brief conversation had given me a chance to rest and I was ready for more. My eyes darkened with desire as I looked at him. "Are you ready to share this passion with me again, My King?" I asked in a sultry voice as I looked into his eyes.

He cracked a smile, and his eyes lit up with lust. "Are you ready?"

I kissed his lips sensually and pulled away after a few moments. "Does that answer your question, Your Majesty?" I purred.

He shifted his body, laying on top of me, then kissed me zealously. 

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