Page 26 of Shadows of Air and Earth (Remnant Archives)

T he earth slid from his body, back to where it came from, leaving behind nothing but our still bodies and aching hearts. Unsure, our eyes locked on each other seeing one another in a way we had never done before.

"May I kiss you?" Riley broke the silence, his uncertainty tugging at my weary soul.

I didn't bother answering, instead I closed the distance between us, pressing my body against his, feeling the tension-filled doubt dissolve when I leaned in to kiss his lips.

A soft press, a tentative slow swipe of his tongue, then my mouth parted, an unspoken consent of forgiveness and the telling need for more.

But Riley kept his exploration slow, as if I was a new, breakable thing that he needed to savor and cherish, rather than devour and ruin.

His hands threaded gently into my hair and my own responded, wrapping up his wide muscular back, moaning softly when his leg pressed into my core, sending a shocking thrill throughout my entire being.

There was no stopping my slow grind on his leg.

If I had ever desired Riley Dragoon before then this surpassed anything I had ever felt, a fervor instinct that I needed to live.

The soft caress of his hands trailing from my hair down my back made us both groan.

Stopping on the soft curves of my ass, he pressed me closer to him.

"Xi," he said reverently against my lips, his breath increasing and his hands tightening on my body, trembling from holding back.

I gasped when his air suddenly swirled around us in a cyclone of unsuspecting wisps and glittering butterflies, swept up by his violent current.

Spiraling in the tornado of air, their colors blurred, cocooning us in a dazzling display that blocked out the rest of the world.

It was beautiful—his power. All violence and enchantment, he wielded it with ease, never wavering even as he slowly licked his way down my body, his breath hovering hotly just above the base of my throat.

Wrapping my hands into his now wind-blown hair, he swallowed hard, kissing the golden ring that was heavy against my panting breaths.

“I pray one day, you will see what I have done not as a way to imprison you, but as a symbol of my love, terrella—a covenant of just how far I will go to ensure you survive this forsaken world. To either save or destroy, it does not matter which, but that it is done by your will alone.”

Planting one last kiss at my throat, his hand curved upwards, trailing over my breasts to hook a single finger through the ring, pulling me even closer, leaving me gasping and reaching for his shoulders.

Slowly wetting my lips with my tongue, his andalusite eyes blazed and a low growl rumbled in his chest making my core clench with a thrilling spark of desire.

"I promise you, I will never, ever use this against your own will and should you decide to be free of it, all you need to do is ask.

But I won't lie, my terrella, as much as I hate what I have done, this does hold so many interesting possibilities for us.

" He tugged the collar again. Unable to control my response, I groaned loudly.

All I knew now was that suddenly this hard bite of metal on my skin left me feeling more exhilarated than repulsed.

He grinned at my reaction, his other hand on my ass forcing me to grind even harder against his body, pressing into his hardness.

Long and throbbing, his cock jolted against my touch.

"Possibilities that are making me so fucking hard right now," he finished.

My stomach clenched with need and I panted at the image of him moving inside me, holding me in place with both his power and symbol of devotional love. “Show me,” I challenged breathlessly. In two words giving him both my consent and my trust.

Raking his eyes upwards, he inhaled, fully expecting me to tell him to remove the possession, something I was not entirely sure I wanted anymore.

I gave him a soft encouraging smile, kissing his swollen lips, whispering upon them a confession I had always been afraid to say out loud, "I love you.”

Flashes of color highlighted the sudden bright smile that stretched across Riley’s face, while his tousled green hair fell over his eyes. He looked roguish, and savage and wild, and within the safe cocoon of his power I was captivated.

It was breathtaking—he was breathtaking.

Threading more fingers to curl slowly around the collar, he tugged playfully, his mouth brushing across mine, humming. "I know my terrella." Leaning down he gave my lips a whispered kiss, "Now allow me to show you just how much I do too."

Nodding, the gold metal around my neck flared, liquid warmth spreading across my sensitive skin, already on fire with desire. “Goddess!” I cried out, collapsing against his hold as the fire inside me turned into a blazing inferno, Riley's shared emotions abruptly colliding with my own.

Unquenchable thirst, insatiable hunger, deep longing ache threaded through my heart followed by exhilarated joy and devotional need that made my body tremble uncontrollably.

This was all Riley, this was all of what he held back from me.

Tears welled in my eyes and together we crashed to our knees, always in sync, never once out of rhythm, our awed gazes never wavering from each other.

Shaking, my hands reached up to swipe away his windblown hair, falling more into those eyes I loved, and then tracing my fingertips down his face.

His eyes fluttered closed at my touch and I panted when my actions created an uncontrollable need that was not my own, provided by the connection the collar gave us.

Riley chuckled at my reaction, taking my hand, he smirked before he started to trail it over his body, watching my eyes widen in awe—overwhelmed by the feel of his pleasure created by my touch.

Nothing but ragged breaths escaped me as he drew my hand lower still…

over the hard planes of his muscular stomach, sending my own in knots from the dual pleasure and anticipation, right before falling over his hard, throbbing, cock.

Rapture…pure pleasurable rapture unlike anything I had ever experienced before amplified tenfold inside of me, and my head threw back with a scream as my entire body exploded, cumming in such a violent force, that it ripped through my body like a hurricane.

It sent me spinning over the edge of bliss and beyond, shattering me with one single touch of my hand over his cock.

Riley roared, drowning out my own screams, and through the haze of uncontrollable pleasure, his body crashed into mine.

Our clothes ripped from our bodies in a flurry of imperceptible movement, leaving me sprawled and blinking up at him, his naked body like a sensual god looming over me.

A powerful presence that had just given me the most exquisite pleasure I had ever experienced.

If this was what it was like to love Riley Dragoon, then he could have me in any way he wanted.

Possession or not.

"Fuck," he breathed, his eyes closing for a brief moment, face contorted with what looked like torturous pain, but there was none in the open bond between us.

Licking my lips, my gaze trailed down his toned body that trembled above me and fell on his engorged cock standing high upon his abdomen, cradled on full display by the intricate artistry of his phoenix tattoo.

So many times I had been transfixed by the way those wings rippled with each thrust into my body, each drive was a strong downbeat of wings that would send me flying to new heights—and this time I wanted to feel it from him as I watched.

Riley was a metaphor in both power and physicality that left me wanting to be forever wrapped inside his prose. Graceful, powerful, free, and strong. He was the phoenix that marked him.

"You didn't cum," I moaned with him at the feel of my hands trailing lightly over his body, my nails tracing the fine work of the feathers over his pelvis, purposefully avoiding his twitching cock that leaked with his desire for me.

Riley released a shuttered breath, the scent of mint and rain washing over me, igniting new sparks of pleasure and drawing a ragged groan from his lips.

"I've had years of practice," he panted, "from holding back from you.

" Another sharp inhale from both of us when my fingers lightly brushed over the head of his cock, catching some of his pre-cum and smoothing it over my fingertips.

"Keeping the distance you needed," his voice was so strained, his chest heaving with gulping breaths, "fucking my hand at night when you took lovers to your bed. "

A strong sting of jealousy shot through my heart and I hummed. A small part of me was thrilled that he would be jealous of another except when I did take a lover, I only ever visualized him.

Wrapping my hand around his cock, covering the ringed ink, we both cried out, my core quivering, his dick throbbing, both of us hungry for more.

"Well then, let’s—" I moaned while stroking him, the amount of pleasure crashing into me from the bond was immense.

How the fuck he hadn't cum already when I was on the verge of doing so a second time was goddess damn impressive.

"Lets make sure you never have to fuck your hand again Ri," I smirked, bracing myself when my hand reached down to cup his heavy balls, drawing up at my touch, a hissing breath escaping from his gritted teeth. "Unless it's for me to watch, that is."

"Fucking goddess," Riley choked. "Terrella, if you don't use my dick soon, I fear I might die of need, or go wild punishing you.

" he leaned down to capture my breast in his mouth, biting at it softly before sucking hard.

"Mercy or savage, my love. Which will it be?

" Rubbing his face against my hardened nipple, I gasped, torturing us both even more when I squeezed his cock— hard .

Drawing another hiss, and pulling a soft cry from my soul, I guided him to my aching pussy.

"I choose savage, show me your wild punishment."

Rearing, his hand shot to my throat, encasing the collar with it.

He thrusted forward, slamming his cock inside me with one thorough stroke, leaving us both moaning and convulsing against each other.

My screams of pleasure soon were swallowed by his mouth, muffling his own beastly roar, his body pounding into me with erratic need.

Holding on I met his thrusts with my own, my eyes falling back at the intensity of our combined orgasms. The possession bond revealing just how beautiful and precious such a tie could be when it was one of love.

And his love was a storm unleashed, crashing savagely into me like waves upon a rocky shore. A love only I could bear, meeting his ferocity with my stubborn inability to yield. We were contrary forces, yin and yang, a perfect unison that I could never tire from and never live without.

Hardening again inside of me, feeling the evidence of pleasure between our joined bodies, Riley rolled, positioning me to straddle him, bridging his hips up, planting my bare feet firmly on the ground knowing the way I loved to feel the vibrancy of the earth underneath them.

Soft air swept my wind-blown hair back from my face, his eyes gazing up at me with love and wild intensity.

Smiling, his large hands reached down to curl around my ankles, holding me in place.

"Ride me terrella, let me feel what it means for the earth to take deeper roots through the storm.

Like you have rooted so completely inside of me. "

I leaned back on his muscular bridged legs, summoning the power of the earth, holding it in my heart for him to feel while I slowly rode his cock, my leverage from the ground making the movement easy to control.

"Fucking goddess above and below," Riley whispered, the winds shielding us speeding with our climbing, fervent release, the colors blurring with each slide of my body against his.

We were one. We always would be. And when we fell, we did it together with cries of love and roars of devoutness that if not shielded by Riley's winds, would have rattled the entire universe.