Des'Tai: Book Two

40: Tyron

The night felt alive, the cool breeze filtering in from the open doors of the balcony seemed to carry the moonlight in with it, its faint glow reaching into the room like tendrils of white mist. I could feel everything around me. The air felt like ghostly hands brushing at me skin, coaxing me on, encouraging me, washing over my body like a blanket. And the markings on my chest seemed to pulsate.

It was then that I knew that was the cause of my sudden heightened awareness.

And I knew Faye could feel it too. Her arms moved from her sides, travelled up the comforter and rested either side of her head; only my knees and legs were touching it, yet even could sense how soft it had suddenly become, the material caressing at my skin.

The markings on my cock seemed to be doing something else entirely. It almost felt like it was mimicking the sensation of Faye's mouth around me, repeating what she'd done to me just before she'd applied the dusty liquid, keeping me hard as a rock. I could sense the slight pull of the marking I'd placed inside her, calling to mine, beckoning for them to meet.

It was like an unseen magnet and I was helpless to its allure.

Faye's knees were pushed tightly together, hiding her delicious core from me; but even with it out of sight, I could still sense her need – hell, I could practically smell it; like the sweetest Aranthi flower.

"Open for me, Faye."

My voice sounded like it had come from miles away, gruff and low, tight with need.

Her chest was rising and falling quicker than normal, her round breasts bouncing gently along to its tempo. As quick as a wave, an excitement filled me – I could hardly wait to feel them against my chest, to watch them move as I took her.

As the last thought filtered through my mind, Faye, ever so fucking slowly, opened her legs to me, her knees dropping open wide. She was soaking wet and glistening, the faint markings against her catching the moonlight.

I licked my bottom lip and Faye groaned. "Ty..."

I wanted to taste her, to lick up all that nectar with my tongue – but I couldn't. Not tonight.

Tomorrow.

I made a mental note to wake her tomorrow just like that, with my face buried in her soft folds.

Tearing my gaze away from her, I crawled up her body, aligning my hips with hers, the tip of my cock cradled against her sensitive bud. I slipped my hands into her open palms, entwining our fingers together tightly. The markings on my chest seemed to vibrate above hers and at her breathy moan, I knew the one on her sex was doing the same.

Gently, I pressed my forehead against hers and echoed our Bonding words into her mind. She nodded as I pulled back and pressing one light, quick kiss to her lips.

I gave her hands a squeeze, signally her.

"Des'tai, Kyela." We spoke the words in perfect sync.

It only seemed fitting to use the word that had brought her to me and I other that I loved hearing her say.

The air crackled around us, as I reached between us and carefully positioned myself at her entrance. Her hips moved, finding a more comfortable position against my tip or trying to wiggle herself onto me, I wasn't sure. Either way, I didn't really matter.

I pushed forward, ever so slightly, instantly feeling the barrier blocking my entry. My eyes held hers as I murmured my low warning. "It'll hurt at first, baby. I'm not small. But it'll pass quickly, I promise."

Her legs dropped apart further, opening her to me more. I tried again, my second push a bit more forceful then the first; I felt her barricade give way and the head of my cock slipped past. Her body tensed, a pained cry burst from her lips.

Ever so gently, I pushed my length in to her, feeling her body protest against the sudden invasion. Faye took me right to the hilt, her chest heaving, her tight sheath convulsing around me as it adjusted to my size.

"I feel full," She panted, her finger nails digging into my hands. "You're too big, Ty."

She wouldn't feel like that way soon. To distract her from the pain, I dropped my lips onto hers, my tongue swooping into her mouth. As our tongues danced, sliding against one anothers, I began to move my hips. I slowly pulled out, only to push myself back into her warmth a second later

I knew my size was more than she could handle, her sheer tightness told me as much; it felt like a closed fist around my cock. There more I moved, however, the more her body adjusted to me, her slickening core making it easier to travel in and out of her.

Her pained cries had shifted within a few thrusts, replaced by a heavy groan. I lifted my head, breaking our kiss, a built up moan bursting from my throat. A bolt shot up my spine, straight into my brain and suddenly there was nothing else that existed but us. I couldn't feel the breeze anymore, and the only light to catch my eyes was emitting from the markings on our bodies, shimmering like they'd come alive on our skin. I knew my eyes were glowing by how I could see Faye's face more clearly.

I pushed our conjoined hands up the bed, stretching them out further as I gradually picked up my slow meticulous speed to something faster. Every time she moaned my name, I groaned hers back.

The markings on our sexes were pulsing against one another, I could feel it like a heartbeat, the magnetic pull keeping me from pulling out of her completely. Like I'd be doing that any time soon – I wanted to fall asleep nestled inside her, then spend my every waking moment right where I was now.

I pushed my body up just enough to be able to see her breasts, watching them bounce against my every thrust. "Fuck, Faye...baby,"

I moved faster, harder, just so I could watch their rhythm change to match me. Then, I began to feel the build of my release and by the way her breaths were catching, I could tell Faye wasn't far behind.

I pulled one of my hands free, pressing it down on her hip to keep her against the bed as continued my faster pace. "Oh Ty, don't stop! Please, don't stop!"

The sound of my hips slapping against her filled the room as I dropped my face into her neck, trying to hold back from releasing myself into her before she found her own bliss. I thought ran through my head a millisecond before I acted on it; my hand dropping its hold on her hip and finding her sensitive slick bud. I rubbed at it fast, pressing down on it.

Her orgasm ripped through her fast, her tight core rippling against me, spurring me into my own sweet release. We arched against each other, feeling the tightness of my balls as I emptied myself inside her.

I could hear a noise around us but didn't care enough to look to see what it was.

Only once I was spent, the shudders of my body stopping, did I drop down on top on her, our bodies still joined intimately as her own shudders subsided. I didn't have the energy or mental capacity to speak and I could feel the pull of sleep tugging at me.

Before it could capture me, I rolled off her, pulling myself free of her gently. Faye's answering little whimper nearly made me curse – I didn't want to sleep, I wanted to grab hold of her and do that all over again.

I tugged at her, pulling her into my side and wrapping my arms around her tightly. A second later, the darkness washed over me, pulling me into a deep sleep.