Mountain [18+] ✔️ Complete

Twelve • Distraction

When Marius touched me, it was like the whole world fell into place. Gravity steadied me, held us together and firmly on the ground. The ground made of the earth that ran through me.

This feeling of belonging, togetherness... it was the type of emotional connection that was the stuff of romance novels. It didn't seem possible, but I knew it to be true.

It was the reason why the four of us had never successfully dated anyone else. Because regardless of fleeting attraction, nobody outside of our circle could make me feel as deeply as I did for any of them.

Until Marius. Our light.

Created in light.

A thought niggled in the back of my mind but before I could grasp it, he took my chin in his hand. His strong digits tilted my head to the side and up, and then his lips brushed mine.

I threaded my fingers into his hair and immediately turned, pressing our bodies together. The connection had been intense in my dream but here, in real life, with the magic surrounding us...

He tasted like the earth and smelled like the stars, and I clutched the back of his neck with abandon, tears threatening the corners of my eyes.

I knew this was just a distraction, just delaying the inevitable, bad coping mechanism, but I couldn't help it, I couldn't stop it, didn't want to stop it.

One of his large hands splayed across my back and the other slid down over my ass to cup it. He swallowed my moan and I lifted a leg, curling it around his hip. This seemed to snap something in him, and he growled, grasping fistfuls of my clothes.

I gripped his collar in return, jerking downwards. The snaps on the front of his faded plaid shirt thrapppppped open and I clawed at his chest, encircling his chiseled torso. He reached up and hooked his fingers into my tank straps, drawing them down my shoulders.

Marius shoved the fabric down around my waist, limiting my arm movement but allowing my freed nipples to press against his bare skin. My lips parted and he claimed them again, growling low in his throat during his bruising kiss.

I writhed against him, gyrating my hips against the hard length trapped behind denim. He stepped back just enough to shove my shirt and pants down in one fell swoop, letting gravity take them past my thighs. I immediately reached for the top button of his jeans and as soon as I pulled the zipper his cock sprung free from its prison.

I dropped to my knees, taking his pants with me, and looked up into hooded eyes as I wrapped my lips around him. He groaned, eyelashes fluttering closed, but I didn't look away from his rugged handsome face as I swallowed him deep into my throat. When I reached the hilt the back of my tongue convulsed in a gag and he twitched violently against me, and jerked his hips away.

I sputtered as his cock popped out of my mouth, glistening with my saliva, and barely managed a gasp before he pounced on me, pressing my back down into the soft grass. It was as if the very earth were pulsing to the beat of my pounding heart, and he brushed my hair back from my face before pushing into me.

My walls stretched around his girth with little resistance given the hot wet state I was in. I could barely breathe as he sheathed himself, gripping one of my shoulders and one of my hips as he buried himself inside.

Once full, I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him there, clutching his back. With my earth beneath me and my light above me I felt whole, like everything was alive and I was everything.

"Marius," I gasped, and he whimpered into my throat, holding me so tight, oh so tight. Then he started to move, in slow shallow thrusts so agonizing as each ridge of his thick rod brushed against the walls of my pussy in the most delicious way. "Marius," I moaned again.

He growled, and then bit down on the tender flesh at my collarbone and slammed into me, eliciting a surprised shriek. It was as if he'd caused an earthquake with the hard thrust, and then he did it again, and again, and all I could do was hold on, his vicious abandon causing the whole world to teeter on its axis and threaten to explode, volcanoes erupting and chasms shattering and the heavens would just fall from the sky and then-

Born from fire.

-I fell apart, fingernails digging into his back as he pistoned into me, and then he cried out as well and my vision went white as I came around him, his cock deep inside me, pinning me to the ground, and I couldn't see, couldn't see from the brilliance of our climax together, on this mountain of all the mountains.

Marius collapsed onto me and his heartbeat slammed against my own as I cradled his head next to mine. Chests heaving, we stayed connected as our breath evened out, our blood slowing.

My vision returned and with it, the sight of those million vines, the million threads that wound all life together. It appeared that I was hypersensitive in our afterglow and then it suddenly hit me, that niggling thought. That thought that he'd tried so hard to distract me from.

"Marius," I swallowed hard, tears swelling. "You have to die."

He curled a lock of hair behind my ear. "I know."