resting behind us, to sigh and reach for one another.
The hunger I had for her grew even more because I knew that if she was not mine, we never would have made it this far; we would never feel this emotion, this power.
My hands moved across her, just barely touching, just barely feeling the energy of all of her. The moans I heard her body make were like a live wire. I was straining to take my time with this, to make it something that no Fall could ever allow us to forget.
She followed my lead and let her hands move across the surface of my energy, falling deeper in all the right places. It was too much to bear, and my body agreed; behind us, it pulled hers to it. It clenched her body as if it had just exited the throes of passion.
I let one thought emerge from my soul. “Come to me.”
And she did. She moved forward and slowly sunk her energy into mine. The merge was exhilarating; I could sense every part of her essence. When we were completely one, no thought could come—it was impossible. Ecstasy. Even that word was weak compared to the way she made me feel. In that embrace, there was no darkness, light, right or wrong, anger, worry, or fear; only bliss...only silence. It was the return to creation. It was the return to oneness. And for me, it was an awakening. It was me understanding for the first time that no matter how much of my own life I had witnessed, or those on the other side of The Fall—I had not lived. I had not truly felt a single relative emotion.
Life was nonexistent before her.
Chapter Seven
It was hours before dawn when we began this dance of passion, this exhilarating ride that allowed me to know her as no other had ever known her, allowed her to awaken me. So when I finally found the will to move us apart, I was confused as to why the window behind us reflected a twilight.
I tried to calculate the hours we must have remained as one, submerged. At the very least, it was the better part of a day. I silently hoped that perhaps it had carried us past that three-day threshold she seemed to believe was all we had together.
I glanced to my side to see her stretching her body, the flush of her ivory skin. One glance to me, and she let out a playful laugh, one that was completely satisfied.
I leaned up on one arm so I could look over her. Those eyes of hers were gleaming a bright blue. My lips found the flesh of hers. The vibration there was even more powerful than it was before; it was that way because my awareness of her was now even more elevated. I smiled against her lips. “We are creating our own path now…” I brushed a lock of hair out of her face. “Perhaps we were only shown those images so that we’d appreciate how precious this is. So we would know that it should not be taken for granted.”
She gazed up into my eyes. “You are meant for greatness, Aden. Meant to lead so many. I knew that before last night, and now I ’m sure of it.”
Before I met her, I never would have entertained such thoughts, such a grasping, universe-changing fate—but with her at my side, I knew there was nothing I could not do. I knew that because she made me care. She took the black/white view I had of the world and flooded it with the vibrant color of lavender and highlights of blue.
“We, we are meant for that. Meant for this.”
She leaned up and briefly claimed my lips. “Now you must play.”
I laughed as my hands moved down her sides. Playing the drums was the last thing I wanted to explore right now.
“It empowers you,” she said, trying to remain serious as my hands lost their manners.
“Right now, all I care about is the story before the story. All I care about is leading your heart to mine.”
“Already there,” she said, reaching her hand for my chest.
The palace alarm screeched at that moment. The echo around me felt as if it were a call to death. It was ripping me from the arms of life.
I barely let my lips meet Skylynn ’s before I vanished from my room so I
The hunger I had for her grew even more because I knew that if she was not mine, we never would have made it this far; we would never feel this emotion, this power.
My hands moved across her, just barely touching, just barely feeling the energy of all of her. The moans I heard her body make were like a live wire. I was straining to take my time with this, to make it something that no Fall could ever allow us to forget.
She followed my lead and let her hands move across the surface of my energy, falling deeper in all the right places. It was too much to bear, and my body agreed; behind us, it pulled hers to it. It clenched her body as if it had just exited the throes of passion.
I let one thought emerge from my soul. “Come to me.”
And she did. She moved forward and slowly sunk her energy into mine. The merge was exhilarating; I could sense every part of her essence. When we were completely one, no thought could come—it was impossible. Ecstasy. Even that word was weak compared to the way she made me feel. In that embrace, there was no darkness, light, right or wrong, anger, worry, or fear; only bliss...only silence. It was the return to creation. It was the return to oneness. And for me, it was an awakening. It was me understanding for the first time that no matter how much of my own life I had witnessed, or those on the other side of The Fall—I had not lived. I had not truly felt a single relative emotion.
Life was nonexistent before her.
Chapter Seven
It was hours before dawn when we began this dance of passion, this exhilarating ride that allowed me to know her as no other had ever known her, allowed her to awaken me. So when I finally found the will to move us apart, I was confused as to why the window behind us reflected a twilight.
I tried to calculate the hours we must have remained as one, submerged. At the very least, it was the better part of a day. I silently hoped that perhaps it had carried us past that three-day threshold she seemed to believe was all we had together.
I glanced to my side to see her stretching her body, the flush of her ivory skin. One glance to me, and she let out a playful laugh, one that was completely satisfied.
I leaned up on one arm so I could look over her. Those eyes of hers were gleaming a bright blue. My lips found the flesh of hers. The vibration there was even more powerful than it was before; it was that way because my awareness of her was now even more elevated. I smiled against her lips. “We are creating our own path now…” I brushed a lock of hair out of her face. “Perhaps we were only shown those images so that we’d appreciate how precious this is. So we would know that it should not be taken for granted.”
She gazed up into my eyes. “You are meant for greatness, Aden. Meant to lead so many. I knew that before last night, and now I ’m sure of it.”
Before I met her, I never would have entertained such thoughts, such a grasping, universe-changing fate—but with her at my side, I knew there was nothing I could not do. I knew that because she made me care. She took the black/white view I had of the world and flooded it with the vibrant color of lavender and highlights of blue.
“We, we are meant for that. Meant for this.”
She leaned up and briefly claimed my lips. “Now you must play.”
I laughed as my hands moved down her sides. Playing the drums was the last thing I wanted to explore right now.
“It empowers you,” she said, trying to remain serious as my hands lost their manners.
“Right now, all I care about is the story before the story. All I care about is leading your heart to mine.”
“Already there,” she said, reaching her hand for my chest.
The palace alarm screeched at that moment. The echo around me felt as if it were a call to death. It was ripping me from the arms of life.
I barely let my lips meet Skylynn ’s before I vanished from my room so I
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