Blacken by Alandra Rankin (i love reading books txt) 📕

mapping out the new area, tracing delicate patters as it danced across aching arousal.

“Oh! Keep doing that, oh please do not stop!”

Rhulle’s pace picked up with vigor, applying more pressure, the appendage dipping into her and earning a choked gasp, her hands weaving into the feathers at the back of his head while letting out embarrassing noises she couldn’t hold back.

“Yes, ohh, Rhulle,” she moaned, words drawing out, he was getting her close, the rush of such an intimate act carried out for the first time pushing her forward.

Green eyes locked with rust ones, watching him observe her face while he carried out the performance with a blush heavy on his skin. She panted, huffing out short groans as the coil grew tighter inside of her, pulling her core deeper in heat until the control snapped. Fingers gripped tight as she came, squeaking out high pitched with eyes clenching at the sheer pleasure while legs shook around him. It lasted seconds, as her hands detangled themselves, allowing Rhulle to come up, plunging his tongue into her mouth once more in desperation.

She felt his erection warm against her as they kissed, hot and heavy and damp, the connection full of needy wandering hands and desperate hot grinding. Avie felt flush, the naughtiness of tasting herself on his mouth made her lust for more.

“I need you, let me remind you of my love. Let me take you, mark you, let me have all of you,” he sounded frantic, almost as if he wouldn’t get another chance. This whole time, Rhulle must have been keeping the urges suppressed, having all of the blocked feelings come loose in this moment.

“I need you too, I need to be yours, I need you to be mine.”

He crooned, turning into a groan halfway as his teeth caught his bottom lip once more in a quick action. Hands on her hips, Rhulle repositioned Avie as he guided himself in, adjusting inch by inch as both puffed in heavy anticipation. Delicate hands wrapped around his back, finding perch under the muscle where wings attached, meeting his thrusts as Rhulle started a rhythm. She turned her face into him, kissing every inch she could reach on the side of his and down his neck.

“I have wanted you again for so long. I have been thinking about this, about you. The feeling of you around me, your little sounds—drives me wild, Avie. Too long… I waited too long, I—”

Rhulle rose up, his gaze fixated while he lifted her hips, helping them to meet his as he filled her completely, the new angle causing stars to explode within her, glimmering behind her vision.

“I cannot help myself.”

She could have sworn he growled in that sentence, too lost in the throes of pleasure to be completely sure. The words he spoke were enough to be lost in him, the woman clinging on desperately to the couch below her as he had his way, not wanting him to stop. The day turned into a whirlwind of pleasure, overloaded with Rhulle and all of his pent-up need for affection.

He admitted their first date how he never had that experience before, and now he couldn’t get enough of the intimacy since they first joined. Rhulle had been young when he first came to Earth, hardly out of adolescence and early into adulthood, never having the compatibility with anyone he lived with to become vovii. Almost embarrassed, he confessed that he only ever kissed before.

Now being so closely woven with Avie, having that involvement, it awoke his need to explore and make up for lost time with her. They lay there, sweating and panting from the excursion while lightly caressing the other with gentle touches.

“I want to fill you with my love. I want you all of the time, I cannot stop thinking about you. I cannot get enough. I want this everyday, Avie,” Rhulle propped himself up onto his elbows, staring down into her face with poignant eyes.

Even though he expressed how he was in control of himself in the past with his hunger, he now stated he couldn’t control the addiction to Avie, her love, her person, everything she offered to him.

“It’s a good thing we have forever. I’m absolutely crazy about you, you make me feel so good, Rhulle. I already drown in your love, it surrounds me every minute. I love you with everything I am,” she rose up, bringing her forehead to his, “I only hope I can show you how much you mean to me in return.”

“You have, the moment you broke down the barrier of our differences and initiated romantic interest. I love all that you are, dear Avie. You mean everything to me.”

CHAPTER 26

Avie heard whispers around the town, listening through the grapevine that Owen had left. He was finally gone, out to a completely different territory to receive treatments and counselling, and to serve time for his actions. Avie always imagined she would be there before he left, saying one last goodbye, but it couldn’t always be as perfect as the mind makes it out to be.

Her previous best friend was gone, with no proper goodbye; perhaps for the better.

She would never see him again, but her thoughts would more than likely drift over to him, filling out her mind with memories of the time they spent, both the good and bad. And he would always think about her, no doubt about it.

The woman wondered if he would honestly get better, or if this was all a metamorphosis for who he really was, the events they shared together kick-starting a new chapter in his development. Actions of the past bringing out his nature buried underneath—akin to that of her father. Still, she hoped to everything beyond her that Owen could come back to himself in the future.

She would have to live with the fact that she probably would never know, it was unfortunate and painful to think about, but it was part of life. There was no way