Wiping my mouth, I watch him tremble until his orgasm dies down. Breathing heavily, he covers his eyes.
"Seriously, Kaiya. Do you want to kill me before you leave?"
"Did you enjoy it?" I ask.
He suddenly moves and pushes me down on the couch. "Enjoy it? Are you kidding? I almost died with pleasure there."
I beam at him. "Now, I am unsure if I should do it again."
He raises my legs up and places them on his shoulders. I watch him, and he grins at my anticipation. Then he slides his member between my legs. With each thrust, I feel like I am going higher and higher. Every time his body presses against my legs, it releases a wave of pleasure that washes over me. When I can no longer control myself, I scream out in pleasure as I climax.
"You liked it too," he states.
His lips find my neck, and he begins to kiss me passionately. His hand explores my body and teases me in the most intimate way.
I catch hold of his face and rest my forehead against his. "Let's do it again and again, Theo, until you and I imprint on each other."
"Just like I want," he whispers.
And so, his passionate lovemaking devours me, pushing me toward an all-consuming pleasure that I can no longer deny. His lips never leave mine as we come together in perfect unity. I guess, other than the mate bond, even without penetration, I will always want him.
Afterward, he holds me tightly as we lay in each other's embrace. We are no longer on the couch. Rather, our limbs are intertwined as we lie on the rug. I rest my head on his chest, my heart still pounding from the intensity of each of our rounds. He pulls me closer to him and kisses my forehead.
"You are fine with making love to me now?" he asks. "You won't feel regret the next morning?"
"I think it's too late for that question now," I whisper.
I know what he is referring to. When I lost my child, I felt a sense of betrayal every morning after we made love. Now, I understand it is actually from the Moon Goddess. She doesn't want me to bear a child, not just from Theo, but to anyone.
"Theo, when I'm gone, do you think you will be able to protect yourself from attacks?"
He laughs, and I grin at the way his chest rises and falls. "I am sure it won't be that much."
"Because I return to the natural order of things? As what the goddess deigns it?"
"Yes," he responds. "You, mating with someone with the blood of the ancient kings."
"Just to be sure, maybe you should add more guards? Someone good in spiritual?" I sit up and look down at him. "How about getting General Lorant as a personal bodyguard?"
He grins. "Is that a subtle way of telling me that you are confident with your spiritual prowess?"
And so, I lie down next to him again. "Say, Theo," I start, our hands intertwined. "How about using your sex toys on me?" He freezes at my suggestion, but I continue, "That bondage, I think I am ready."
I glance outside the window. It is still past midnight and the early morning hours are still a few hours away. We still have time for his toys.
I sit up. "What do you think?"
He places his arm under his head, with no hints that he is going to get it. "Is it another way of telling me that you want to be bound to me forever?"
"I just want to do all these things with you before I leave. I want to always remember you."
He exhales and looks at me with a look of tenderness. "Okay, I will get it."
He stands up and moves to his closet. He brings out the handcuffs and blindfold. When he returns to the bed, I follow him. He sets everything up and gestures for me to lie on it.
"Where's the rope?" I ask.
He kisses the corner of my eyes and says, "Let's try this first."
I obey, a bit nervous, but the anticipation is killing me. Naked on his bed, he carefully positions my wrists while ensuring that the cuffs are snug.
He pulls out the blindfold, and I close my eyes. His fingers trace my cheekbone as he straps the blindfold on me. I am suddenly engulfed in darkness, but his presence is all around me. His fingertips are on my body, sending chills down my spine.
"I'm r-ready," I whisper. "Ah!" I moan, my body rising to his touch.
"Oh, you are more than ready," he says.
He starts to move his hands all over me, caressing, exploring, and teasing my body. I am in complete ecstasy, feeling the pleasure build up with each touch. His hands are gentle yet firm as he subtly brings out sensations I have never felt before.
Then his hand moves to my inner thighs, and I gasp again, my legs shivering in desire. The lack of sight made my pleasure more pronounced.
"Do you like it?" he asks, his breath warm on my neck.
"Yes," I whisper.
He slowly teases me, pushing two fingers inside of me. I moan and writhe, my body aching for more. He pushes in and out, slowly at first and then faster, until I am screaming with pleasure.
"Please," I beg, my voice cracking, as I pull on my cuffs.
The sensations become unbearable until I am shaking with a pleasure so intense I can barely take it. I am trembling, and I am overcome with a sense of total and complete bliss.
Afterward, I lay there, spent and sweaty, my body humming with pleasure. Slowly, he removes the blindfold and the handcuffs. I open my eyes, and he is looking at me with a smile on his lips.
"That was amazing," I whisper, admitting to the pleasure he gave me.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he says. "Now, rest for a while, and later, let's try the rope."