Falling In Love With The King Of Beasts

Chapter 114: Unleashed - Part 2

Chapter 114: Unleashed - Part 2

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RETH

As Elia shuddered in his arms, he almost tipped over the edge himself, but he was reveling in her body, worshipping at her temple, and he didn't want it to end. With his breath hissing through bared teeth, he rode out her climax until she sucked in and slumped back against him, not finished, but catching her breath.

She tipped her head back onto his shoulder and the angle gave him a stunning view of her breasts. Unable to resist, he pulled both hands up to cup them, kneading, then rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. She clenched around him and he sucked in when she arched.

"You like that, my love," he rasped in her ear.

"I love that, Reth. I love you."

With a groan, he dropped his chin to lay his mouth at the claiming. The temptation to bite her again was strong, but he didn't want to cause her pain when she was finally relaxed and smiling again. And tensing up for another orgasm, if he didn't miss his guess.

As he stroked her, she rippled beneath his hands, but soon she rested hers on his forearms to stop him. "I want to touch you, Reth. I want to see you," she said, then stopped breathing when he pulled her down in the same moment he thrust up.

"Are you certain of that?" he rumbled.

"Y-yes. Please, Reth. I want to see your face."

He groaned and had to stop moving before he it was too late for anyone to do anything.

She slumped against his shoulder again and they both breathed for a moment, his hands trailing up her sides again, but slowly. Then she sighed and leaned forward to crawl off of him. She whimpered when he pulled out, and he groaned. But it was probably good. He was far too close to exploding.

He stood to take off his pants while she lay back on the blanket and watched him.

"The sun makes your skin look gold," she said quietly, smiling, her hands under her head. She was spread out in front of him like a feast, her torn clothing thrown to the side.

There with him, alone, she was as shameless as any Anima, and it was a sucker-punch to his gut, knowing she'd do this for no one else, with no one else.

Ever.

He knelt at her feet and she smiled, opening her arms to welcome him as he crawled over her. But his face was serious and she frowned. "What is it? Is something wrong?"

"No," he murmured, tracing the line of her collarbone with a finger. "Nothing at all. I'm just… Elia, you honor me. I'm humbled."

She tipped her head and trailed her fingers through his hair. "What do you mean?"

"You're so generous in the way you give yourself to me. And to know you've never done this with anyone else… it humbles me."

A shadow passed behind her eyes and he was afraid that he'd reminded her of Lucine and she would get sad, but it passed as quickly as it came. She put her hand to his face and said, "Reth, I love you. And I love doing this with you. I just can't believe you want to!"

He growled at that expression of her self-doubt, but didn't say anything, because she was smiling and as he moved over her, she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him into a kiss that threatened to steal his control.

In seconds they were both panting again and when he entered her, it was almost as if it was the first time. She cried out and he groaned. Then he pulled back so far he was almost completely out, then thrust hungrily back into her, his head thrown back with the sheer bliss of it all.

"Oh, Reth," she whispered as he began to roll, setting a pace faster than before. "Reth… Reth…" He didn't think she knew she was saying his name. Her eyes were closed and her head back and with the peak of each thrust she seemed to fall deeper into his thrall.

He stroked up her side and found goosebumps from her knee to her waist. The firm ground beneath her gave her little room to move, so he slid his hand to the small of her back and pulled up as he thrust.

"Reth!" She was arching again, her breast bobbing in time with his thrusts and he felt his own wave begin to crest.

"Elia!" he gasped, "Look at me. Look at me!"

Her eyes flew open and he pulled up at her back again. Her mouth dropped open and he wasn't sure she was breathing, but he spoke through his teeth and their eyes never waivered.

"You are… mine," he snarled, his breath heaving. "Forever. No other. No matter what."

"Oh, Reth—"

"No one else will ever have this from me: I love you to the bottom of my soul. Whatever I am is yours," he rolled into her again and they both groaned. "Whatever I have, you can take." Again. She was beginning to tremble. "There is no woman on earth, no woman in Anima, no woman created that is your match."

"Reth!" her voice was high and shrill.

He cupped her neck and arched back, but held her gaze. "None, Elia, do you hear me? None!"

"Yes!"

"You're mine. You alone."

"I love you, Reth!"

His tether snapped. Stifling a roar, he braced on the ground on either side of her head and pounded into her, animal moans and grunts breaking from this throat. She clung to his arms and panted, so sharply her breath burst out of her like she'd been squeezed, again, and again, and again. She couldn't speak, only make noise as, with laser focus, he built the rhythm until she started to scream his name. Then he dropped to brace on his elbows, swallowing her cries, and crying his own climax into her kiss.

His entire body shook and he was unaware of anything except her as he writhed against her, his body releasing the pent up tension in the most delicious explosion of energy and light he'd ever felt.

And then it was done. They clung to each other, both slicked in sweat, and tried to catch their breath.

Still braced on his elbows, he had both hands cupped over her head and when he opened his eyes, hers were silvered, shining with unshed tears.

"Oh, love, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Reth. That's the point. Absolutely nothing," she breathed.