Ch 45: Distractions

Amilia pov:

I was breathless and messy, I had forgotten what it was like to be with her.

Azrael's body moved on top of me, slow and methodical with every thrust of her hips. Her hands gripped the sheets for dear life as she kept her face buried in my neck.

The room filled with desperate cries of passion, the sweet love we shared expressing in our moans. I clung to her like she was my lifeline, a need I'd never felt so strong. Heated kisses pressed to my neck, leaving marks and bruises for those to see come morning.

I couldn't form words, the pleasure I felt was too strong. It was just her and I, our body's coming together as one. It made all the pain and suffering feel as though it was worth it.

"Amilia…" She groaned into my neck, her hand squeezing my leg tighter.

"Please… I-I'm so close." My nails raked down her back, I was right on the edge.

She whimpered and nodded, her hips speeding up. She let my leg go and grabbed at the sheets tightly, kissing me when I wrapped my legs around