The Lost Heir

Chapter 39

A/N- OKAY my lovelies. Time is approaching. Raven and Amon will have sex soon. I want to hear from my readers. Do you want it told from her POV, his or third person? Let me know in the comments. Enjoy this chapter my wonderful readers. For those that were upset about the cliffhanger, I hope this makes up a little for it.

RAVEN POV

With his lips on mine, it felt like everything was right in the world. It’s been so long since we kissed, that this kiss felt like taking a breath of fresh air. Amon kissed me fiercely, like a starving man, yet he was still somehow gentle with me. My hands moved from between our bodies and wrapped around his shoulders. His teeth nipped my lips before his tongue traced the outline of them. Parting my lips, his tongue delved in sweeping over mine. I pressed myself closer to him, wanting there to be no distance between us. His hands had moved from my face by now. One on my hip and the other at the back of my head. I moaned in his mouth and his grip on me tightened.

The next thing I knew, something soft was pressing against my back. I was on the bed. I was even aware of his teleporting us. One second we were standing in the hallway, the next, I was between the soft bed and Amon's hard body. His lips left mine, but not my skin. He dipped his head to kiss down my jawline and the side of my neck. His tongue following the path his lips took. A heat started to build in my belly and travel down to my core.

The hand that was on my hip, travelled down the length of my legs, stopping at the hem of my dress. When I felt the skirt of my dress being lifted, I panicked. With my hands still between us, I tried to push him away. The hand that was behind my head grabbed both my wrist and my hands were pinned above my head. Amon looked down at me, his eyes hardening.

“I told you not to regret what you said little Raven. I won’t let you stop me. I won’t stop. Not until you forget Leraje.”

With those words, his lips covered mine again as he kissed me to the point I wasn’t aware of my dress being lifted again, or my underwear being pulled down. Amon’s fingers traced the inside of my thighs and I tensed up again. His grip on my wrists tightened a little. His lips moved from mine and trailed down to my ear.

“Relax little Raven. I won’t hurt you. I’ll show you what you are supposed to feel.”

His tongue traced the shell of my ear as his fingers moved higher. At that little movement I felt heat blossom once again in my belly. Amon had reached the junction of my thighs and he cupped me in his palm. A soft gasp escaped me which turned to a moan as his fingers began to circle me. To my embarrassment I felt liquid touch my skin. Did I leak on myself? Oh gosh!

“Amon stop. I didn’t mean to do that.”

His face was over mine again. Confusion was written on his face. But his fingers stopped their movement. “Do what?”

“I urinated. I didn’t even know I did.”

His response was to laugh. “No my little Raven. That liquid shows that you are enjoying my touch.”

I blushed at his words. The smile that formed on his lips made him even more handsome than usual. I didn’t get time to admire him much as his fingers began to circle me again before slowly sliding into me. I gasped again and arched my back. The sensation I felt was different from when Leraje entered me. Amon didn’t stop with a single entrance. His fingers began to slowly move in and out of me, wringing noises from me that I didn’t know I was capable of uttering. A pressure began to build in me and I felt my insides tightened. I’m scared. What is this feeling? As much as I was actually enjoying Amon’s touch, this new feeling scared me. I tried to get away only to have Amon kiss me again as his fingers quicken their movement. The pressure was getting closer. My voice became louder, my toes curled, my back arched into Amon. His lips covered mine, swallowing my shouts, just as the pressure released and I felt like I exploded into a million pieces.