as he would go.
A hot gasp escaped my lips as I slowly ground myself over him, reaching down to grab at his hands that were gripping my hips and dragging them up over my waist, pushing them into my breasts as I leaned my head back, enjoying the feel of my hair dancing over my shoulders as I continued to move, filling myself with him over and over again.
"Nilsa," he whispered, his voice taut, filled with need and contained lust as he drove himself up to meet me, stroke for stroke.
"Yeah?" I asked, struggling to find any breath to spare. But this is where I wanted to remain… lost in my desire. It was the only way to stop myself from the panic of Hellhounds coming for me.
He didn't answer, rising up from the bed, burying his face in my neck, letting me feel his lips and tongue, both hotter than my own skin was. A jolt rushed from where he was biting me gently in the shoulder all the way down between my thighs, only made better by the way his fingers were tugging and toying with my sensitive nipples. I shuddered against him, feeling the sensation building to the point where goosebumps were rising up all over my body, making me speed my body up, working over him and biting my bottom lip.
I almost didn't realize that he was moving until I found myself landing face-first into the bed, unable to contain a giggle as I felt him straddling my ass, pushing me down into the bed and himself inside me again, driving in deeper than before.
"Oh gods," I growled, feeling my voice muffled by the mattress as he started pumping himself into me hard enough to rock the bed again.
We were going to break it eventually; I just knew it. I was actually looking forward to that day.
But it was not this day. My moans grew throatier as he gripped a handful of my hair at the base, dragging my head backwards and making me arc my back into him as the sensation pooling between my legs was starting to reach its limit. My whole body was tense as he leaned down to kiss my lips, a tender contrast to how he was treating the rest of me. I pushed myself into him, trying to raise myself up to meet him, but his pace was impossible to match. When his right hand wrapped around my throat—almost possessively, I thought—it all came to a head.
I felt myself screaming into his lips, reaching up to grab at any part of him, holding him to me as my inner walls gripped at him, exacerbating his own situation. He was bucking into me, driving me down harder into the bed, leaving me practically helpless in his grasp.
Everything tightened up as wave after wave coursed through me, like the shockwaves after an explosion, feeling him twitching inside me, a wet, delicious feeling running over me as my body finally released, letting me drop down into the bed, although his grip on my hair and throat kept me from dropping too far.
Soon, even he started to come down, letting me go and only trying to keep himself up on the bed, still poised over me as I brought my forearms around to pillow my head, watching him as he dropped down onto the sheets next to me, sucking in deep breaths, slowly recovering.
I smiled, turning onto my side and reaching over to run my fingers over his chest, watching the scratch marks slowly disappearing, leaving his skin as pristine as it had been before.
We lay there, tangled together, and our time together was the reprieve from what was coming.
"I'm going to leave a mark that stays on you," I noted, leaning in to kiss where the last of the marks was slowly turning back to his regular skin color, letting my tongue lightly run over his nipple as well.
"I think you will," he whispered hoarsely, leaning down to place a soft, tender kiss to the top of my head. "You know, when we break this bed, I'm going to be the one that has to fix it."
I laughed. "Yeah, I was actually thinking the exact same thing. We'll get there eventually."
His smile disappeared, and he looked away.
In that moment, I knew that was going through his mind.
"We might not have the time," he said, running his long, callused fingers through the hair that I'd put so much effort into messing up. "Assuming that