Frailty: The Darkshine (9 page)

Helina walked backwards
as Gaijryc pushed his way inside and shut the door with a loud click. She didn’t know what it was, but there was definitely something different about him, something more primal and feral about the way he was presenting himself. She didn’t miss how he kept looking at her body, his eyes going to her breasts and…lower.

Clutching the book she had been reading to her chest, she watched him remove the black jacket he wore. The black button down shirt that was revealed showed every line and definition of his muscled body. She eyed him appreciatively. The jeans he wore fit him to perfection, a little baggy all around, but did nothing to hide what was underneath. He never took his eyes off her as he threw the jacket onto the small table next to the kitchen.

“What are you doing, Gaijryc?” Her voice quivered as she asked the question. She swallowed in nervousness. She couldn’t move, just stood there, not knowing what to say or do as he stalked toward her.

“No one has bothered you?”

She shook her head as he came closer to her.

“I hadn’t sensed anyone, but I wanted to make sure. Do you like it so far?”

“What?” She murmured as she watched him. He held his arms open as if to show her the cabin. She couldn’t help but notice how the shirt stretched against the hard contours of his chest. “I didn’t expect you back so soon.”

He kept his eyes on her as he walked through the kitchen, running his hand along the smooth surface of the countertop. “I couldn’t help myself.”

She couldn’t believe what he had just said, but she didn’t deny the little trill of pleasure that went through her at his admission. Helina felt naked with just the shirt on, and now regretted that she hadn’t bothered to put a bra on or a pair of panties. Her hair was damp from her earlier bath, and she knew he could see right through the material. Idly running her fingers over the book’s pages, she tried to occupy her mind on something other than the pulse between her legs.

“Were you reading?”

His eyes went down to the book she held, and she brought it up and looked at it as if she hadn’t realized it had been in her grasp. “Oh, yes. I was just flipping through it. I found a bunch of old books in a cupboard.”

“Anything good?”

“Most of them I have never heard of, but I found an old tattered copy of Romeo and Juliet.”

“A tale of star-crossed lovers.” He smiled and walked up to her, taking the book gently out of her hands and running his fingers over the spine. “Have you read this before?”

She nodded and watched him look through the pages. “In high school we had to read it.”

“Did it make you cry?”

“What?”

“The ending of the book, did you cry?”

“Well, yes, I guess I did. It was a long time ago. Have you ever read it?”

He smiled at her as he set the book down and moved toward the couch. He sat down and leaned back, putting both arms on the back of the cushions. “I have had a lot of time on my hands. I do have to say it was one of my favorites.” He patted the spot next to him.

Helina was hesitant to sit next to him, but images of the previous evening’s ministrations had her cheeks heating, and between her legs getting wet. Gaijryc’s whole demeanor screamed of complete relaxation and confidence. Helina couldn’t help but notice his body, all that male masculinity that made her feel so feminine. Sitting on the couch, her ass hanging half off of it, she bunched her hands tightly in her lap. He leaned forward, his arms resting on his thighs as he stared at her.

“I haven’t been able to get you out of my head, Helina.”

“You haven’t?” She swallowed again, her mouth feeling so dry it was as if she had eaten cotton for dinner.

“Have you, sweet Helina?”

“Have I what?” She whispered, adrenalin now pumping through her bloodstream fiercely.

“Thought about me as I have about you?”

She stared at him, looked right into his beautiful green eyes as he urged her to answer. Helina didn’t answer, just sat there, the silence around them deafening. The truth was she had been thinking about him, every minute he was away. Staring into his face, she felt his fingers skim along her hand. She shivered at the feel.

“You feel so good Helina, so soft and smooth.”

Closing her eyes, she let the feel of those digits caress her very cells. He moved his touch to her face and traced her lips.

“Will you let me kiss you here again?”

She opened her eyes at his soft, yet heated words. His face was right in front of hers. His smell was intoxicating, the aroma making her wetter. Nodding, she braced herself as he tilted his head and descended toward her mouth. She closed her eyes as soon as she felt his lips on hers. His lips were firm yet soft, sweet yet dark. She knew what to expect this time and it made it that much more delicious. He coaxed her to open for him, his tongue sweeping through the seam and touching hers in an intimate caress.

She opened her mouth wider and let him take the lead. Gasping, she was lifted up and placed on his lap, one leg on each side of his thighs. Her shirt had risen up, her mound rubbing against the rough fabric of his jeans. His arms were on her hips, gripping her sides as he deepened the kiss. She moaned into his mouth. He moved his hands down to the hem of her shirt and slipped under it. His fingers explored her lower back, running up and down her skin and giving her goose bumps.

The cool air brushed along the most intimate parts of her body. Breaking the kiss, she leaned back so that she could look at him. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head, tossing it to the ground. His eyes were trained on her face, but his hands were at her breasts, kneading them gently, his thumbs raking over the hard tips. She shivered and closed her eyes, moaning at the feel of his roughened skin against her nipples. The sensation was incredible and like nothing she had ever felt before. “That feels incredible.”

“Not nearly as incredible as it feels to me.”

Smiling, she brought her lips to his again and kissed him deeply. His fingers ran across her nipples, making them even stiffer them they already were. “I want you Gaijryc.”

He stared at her as he brought his hand up and cupped her cheek. She thought he would have said something in response, but the silence continued between them. Before she knew what was happening he crushed his to hers again with an almost bruising force. His hands went to her bottom were they cupped and massaged her cheeks. He gripped her waist and lifted her up.

Their mouths never broke contact as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist. She felt so spread, the air brushing along her pussy lips as he walked them toward the bed, and then laid her gently on it. He stepped back and started to unbutton his shirt, his hooded gaze on hers the whole time. Breathing out hard, she reveled in his smooth golden chest, the muscles rippling beneath the skin.

He went to his belt and undid it, all the while keeping his focus on her. Her attention went back to his hands as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down. A light sheen of sweat started to coat her skin as she watched him push his pants down. He wore no underwear, a fact that had her pussy contracting with need. Her nipples were so hard they ached, and she could feel the moisture gathering at the apex of her thighs. She looked down at his cock and thought her heart would stop. He was huge. He was as thick as her wrists, the length hanging heavy between his thighs. She looked up at him with wide eyes and pushed her now-dry hair out of her face.

“Are you sure, Helina?”

She had to admit that although she was a virgin, she wasn’t blind or naïve. Helina didn’t even know if something that size would fit inside of her. Looking down at his cock again, she swallowed. The skin of his penis was smooth and matched the color of his chest, the head big and round. She was surprised to see it already had a pearl-sized drop of clear liquid at the tip. Glancing back up at him, she braced herself as he moved toward her.

“Are you sure?”

Nodding, she tensed as he moved between her legs, spreading them wide so his big body could fit between. She gasped as she felt the hot, hard length of his erection press against her vagina. She was already soaking wet and his penis slid against her skin easily. He lightly thrust his hips forward, causing a delicious friction to start. Gasping, she bit her lip as a moan welled in her throat. His hands were everywhere, running along her arms, spearing through her hair, and finally caressing her breasts as his lips nipped and teased at the skin of her neck. She withered and moaned under him, wanting desperately to feel him inside of her.

“Please, Gaijryc.”

“I love it when you say my name. Love it when it rolls off your tongue in the throes of passion.”

His hand snaked down her side, teasing the sensitive skin across her ribs and down her hip. He skimmed his fingers across her stomach, the digits caressing her navel and drawing a little circle around it. All the while his mouth did wicked things to her neck, his teeth scraping along the sensitive flesh. She kept her head to the side, loving the feel of his tongue stroking against her pulse. What she wanted desperately was for him to bite her, to sink his massive fangs into her skin and suck hard. Helina should have been disturbed by her thoughts, but she couldn’t deny the dark temptation he presented.

His hand was suddenly between their bodies and she felt his finger slide along the folds of her pussy. Opening her eyes, she looked down and watched as he gripped his shaft and placed it at the opening of her sex. She could feel the hot head of his erection, the sensation like fire along her skin.

He leaned against her neck and whispered along her throat. “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything my entire existence.”

She placed her hand on the back of his head, making sure he stayed right where he was. Slowly she moved her hand between their bodies and placed her hand over his. His whole body tensed above hers but he didn’t pull away.

“I want you here.” She pushed his penis into her opening, only the head lodging itself inside. She gasped as her skin stretched, a delicious burn seeming to encompass her. “I want you here too.” She moved her neck to the side and pressed his head against her throat. He growled deeply and it vibrated against her neck. Spreading her legs wider in encouragement, she arched her hips. He stopped and looked down at her.

“Is there something wrong?”

He shook his head, closed his eyes and swallowed. “Are you ready, Helina?”

“Yes,” she murmured. He started to pull out and before she could object, he suddenly plunged back inside of her. Her mouth went open in a silent scream as a slight pain and sting traveled throughout her whole body. She felt herself being stretched beyond limit, the pleasure and pain of it like nothing she had ever felt before. Her vagina instinctively clutched around his shaft and he cursed as he looked into her eyes. He didn’t move for the longest time and she knew it was so her body could get used to his size.

“I’m sorry.”

She smiled up at him and ran her fingers along his chiseled, square jaw. “It’s okay.” He pulled his hips back and she could feel the hard, thick length of him sliding along her passage. Moaning aloud, she closed her eyes and willed herself to relax. He went slow and easy, the first few strokes letting her body get accustomed to him. His breathing soon became fast and heavy. A slight sweat covered his body as his thrusting became harder, quicker. She started to move her body with his, lifting her hips to meet his. The sound of their sex slapping together created the most erotic noise.

His eyes were closed and a look of concentration encompassed him. The veins in his arms bulged out as he braced himself above her, pounded relentlessly into her body. His fangs were prominent, touching his bottom lip, seeming much larger and sharper than before. Closing her eyes, she moaned as a wave of intense pleasure coursed through her, rendering all coherent thought from her mind. She seemed to be able to feel every line and vein in his cock, felt the sheer girth of him stretch her open, rubbing along her inner walls as his momentum picked up. She couldn’t help but moan as the big head of his cock hit her cervix with every push of his hips. He pulled out, only leaving the thick crest lodged inside of her pussy before slamming back into her.

In and out. In and out. He was feral in his onslaught, the pleasure he caused her exquisite torture.

“You feel so good, Helina. You’re so little down there, tight and hot and strangling my cock.”

She groaned at his erotic words—just hearing him speak like that made her more aroused. Bringing her legs up higher, she wrapped them around his hips. He stopped momentarily, sat back and gripped her waist, pulling her slightly down on the bed and tilting her hips up. Her legs fell over his thighs, causing their conjoined sexes to be displayed to his viewing pleasure. He stared at where his cock was buried in her pussy. Licking his lips, he started to move in and out of her again. She lifted her hands over her head and gripped the iron bars that made up the headboard. She felt stretched out in front of him, an offering to a mythological creature.

Watching him with half-lidded eyes, she let herself fully absorb the sensations he was giving her. His hands flexed on her inner thighs, moving closer to her spread pussy lips. She tilted her head back in pleasure as his fingers spread her, his thumb moving to her clit and running a slow circle around the hard bud.

“You are so beautiful. The most unimaginable creature I have ever seen.” He panted, his words a gruff rumble. “I want you, Helina. I want you like I have never wanted anything in my life. I want to mate you, claim you, and make you mine.”

Her breathing became quicker, his words causing something inside of her to swell, to feel as if their two souls were becoming one and the same. She wanted the same things, wanted to be only his. She couldn’t deny what her heart wanted. “I want that too, Gaijryc.”

He gazed down at her, his rhythm increasing. His mouth was slightly open, his fangs growing longer and sharper right in front of her eyes. His body covered hers, his face inches from her. His eyes seemed to glow, the emerald green color piercing in intensity. A wave of pleasure hit Helina and she arched her back. She gripped his biceps, digging her nails into his flesh as the pleasure intensified.