Page 101 of His Retribution

Every kiss is explosive.

Every time our hips meet a bomb goes off somewhere deep inside of me.

"Havok..." my angel whispers just before I feel a slight sting against my neck. "Havok, oh my heart..."

My fangs throb before they descend, elongate to their full length which means my love's have done the same. And that thought, the thought that she has already started to change, that her fangs have made themselves present, has my cock swelling inside of her, my balls drawing tight with my quickly approaching release.

Oh gods.

What divine beauty.

What decadent bliss.

What incredible joy and unconditional love flows between us in this moment.

"I love you..." my angel gasps, her pussy clamping down like a vice around my cock. "Oh my god, Havok, goddammit I love you..."

Another scrape of her fangs along my flesh and I know without doubt that it is time.

Time to mark her.

Time to claim her.

Time to make Cora mine for the rest of our days.

"And I love you, my beautiful blue light, my sweet angel," I growl, my hips now thrusting up into her with force. "I love you."

Then she bites.

Cora bites my neck hard and the moment she does my cock swells even more, grows impossibly stiffer, threatens to explode into her perfect body, but somehow I hold off.

No, I wait, wait until my fangs pierce her porcelain skin, wait until I'm drawing her essence from her as she is from me.

My light moans just before she releases my neck, and when she does the full body tingles that lick up my spine and shoot through my veins is more intense than I could have conjured in my wildest fantasies.

Her mouth crushes mine, Cora's kiss one of complete possession and ownership. The taste of my blood on her lips, the taste of me in her mouth sparks a carnal need inside of me so I break the kiss and do the only thing I was born to do.

I sink my fangs into my love and claim what is mine.

And that’s when it happens.

My orgasm detonates so hard, so fast that my jaw locks, my teeth sink deeper to draw the sweetest nectar from my love and when her fingers practically tear my hair out by the roots, Cora screams my name, screams it so loud I have to force my eyes open to make sure she hasn't shattered with anything but her own orgasm that is strangling the life out of my cock.

She hasn't.

No, my angel writhes in complete bliss, continues to ride out every last wave of our euphoria but I also see something I was not expecting.

Cora is glowing.

My angel is actually, literally shining that beautiful blue light I swear I always see, and the edges, the halo around it is ice blue, the same shade as my eyes.

And when that light intensifies to blinding, completely fills the whole cabin, my seed spills inside of her in a never ending orgasm that I feel from the soles of my feet all the way to the tips of my ears.

A final wave of ecstasy hits us both hard, so hard that her cries of pleasure mingle with the roar that leaves my lips the second I release her neck, and with a burst of light brighter than the sun, I collapse back onto the bed with my love on top of me.

I lift a shaky hand, my whole damn arm trembling as I stroke Cora's raven blue hair. Our chests heave, breaths heavy and uneven, hearts slamming into our ribs so hard there is no way not to feel them both.

My light smiles against my chest, her body limp and sweat-soaked. "Why did we wait so long to do that?"