The candle guttered.
A single tongue of flame trembled between us.
Lilith's breath brushed my throat,
warm, alive, *impossible* for what we'd become.
"Vale," she whispered again,
the syllable fragile as frost.
I cupped her face.
My thumb traced the sharp line of her cheekbone,
smearing candle-smoke across porcelain skin.
"You're trembling," I said.
"So are you."
She was right.
My hands, hands that had torn knights apart,
shook as they slid to the laces of her cloak.
The knot gave with a soft rasp.
Black silk pooled at her feet like spilled ink.
Moonlight spilled through cracked shutters,
silvering the curve of her collarbone,
the swell of her **br*asts** beneath the thin linen shift.
I had seen her kill,
seen her burn men to cinders with a flick of her wrist,
yet here she was:
bare, uncertain, *mine*.
Lilith's fingers found the buttons of my coat.
One by one they slipped free,
each click loud in the hush.
When the last fell away,
she pressed her palms to my chest,
hesitated,
then let one hand drift lower.
Her fingers curled around my hardening **c*ck** through fabric,
a shy squeeze that made me hiss.
She stroked once, twice,
slow and curious,
learning the shape of me.
My hips jerked into her grip;
the coat slid from my shoulders and hit the floor.
"Like this?" she breathed, cheeks flushed.
"Gods, yes," I groaned. "Don't stop."
She didn't.
Her hand slipped inside my trousers,
cool fingers wrapping around bare skin.
She pumped me with growing confidence,
thumb circling the tip where **pr*cum** beaded.
"Mmm," she moaned softly,
the sound vibrating through me.
Every stroke sent sparks up my spine.
I buried my face in her hair,
breathing her in, iron, honey, *Lilith*.
When I was throbbing, aching,
she sank to her knees.
The shift rode high on her thighs,
baring the soft curve of her **ss**.
She looked up at me,
crimson eyes glowing,
and took me into her mouth.
The heat, *f*ck*, it stole my breath.
Her lips stretched around me,
tentative at first,
tongue swirling over the head.
She hummed, "Mmmh,"
the vibration shooting straight to my **b*lls**.
I threaded fingers through her white hair,
guiding gently.
She took me deeper,
cheeks hollowing,
saliva slicking the way.
When I hit the back of her throat she gagged softly,
but didn't pull away,
only tried again,
moaning around me, "Nnh… Vale…"
"Lilith,"
My voice cracked.
"I'm close,"
She pulled off with a wet pop,
lips swollen,
and stroked me fast with both hands.
"Ah,!"
I came with a strangled groan,
**sp*rm** painting her tongue, her chin, the hollow of her throat.
She swallowed what she could,
the rest dripping like liquid pearl down her skin,
a soft "Mmm" escaping as she licked her lips.
I hauled her up,
kissing her hard,
tasting myself on her lips.
"You're incredible."
---
We fell back onto the straw mattress.
Dust motes danced in the moonbeam above us.
My hand slid beneath her shift,
palm gliding up the smooth plane of her stomach.
Her back arched;
the linen tore under my grip.
She laughed, surprised, delighted, "Ah!",
and helped me strip it away.
**Skin to skin.**
Her **n*pples** hardened against my chest,
small, perfect, *alive*.
I lowered my mouth to one,
tongue circling,
teeth careful.
Lilith's fingers tangled in my hair,
pulling me closer.
"Mmmh… yes," she moaned
when I grazed her with a fang,
a bead of blood welling, bright as a ruby.
I lapped it away,
and the bond between us *flared*.
Crimson light pulsed beneath her skin,
answering the thrum in my own veins.
"Vale,"
Her voice cracked.
"I need,"
I knew.
I slid a hand between her thighs.
She was slick, trembling, *ready*.
My fingers parted her **p*ssy**,
stroking slow,
learning the shape of her pleasure.
She gasped my name like a prayer,
"Vale… ahh,"
hips rocking into my touch.
When I circled her **cl*t**,
her thighs clamped around my wrist.
"Nnh, there!"
"Not yet," I growled against her throat.
"I want to *feel* you come undone first."
Two fingers slipped inside her,
tight, scorching, *perfect*.
She cried out, "Ahh!"
walls fluttering around me.
I curled them,
found the spot that made her sob,
and worked it mercilessly.
"Yes, yes,!"
Her nails raked my back,
drawing blood that only fed the haze.
Crimson mist curled from the scratches,
wrapping us both.
Lilith's **cl*max** hit like a storm.
She bowed off the bed,
a silent scream on her lips
that broke into a trembling "Vaaale,!"
inner muscles clenching in waves.
I drank in the sight of her,
head thrown back,
white hair spilling across the pillow,
eyes glowing molten red.
---
I flipped her onto her stomach,
hands gripping her hips
and lifting her to her knees.
"Again," I commanded,
voice rough with need.
My **c*ck**, already hard again,
pressed against her entrance.
She whimpered, "Please, Vale,"
and I thrust in to the hilt.
"Ahh,!"
The angle was deeper, tighter.
I set a brutal pace,
one hand fisted in her hair,
the other pinning her wrists above her head.
The bedframe groaned under the force.
"You're mine," I snarled,
each word punctuated by a thrust.
"Say it."
"Yours, ah, only yours,!"
she sobbed,
pushing back to meet me.
Her second **cl*max** built faster,
walls fluttering around me.
I reached beneath her,
fingers finding her **cl*t**
and rubbing in tight circles.
"Come for me, Lilith."
She shattered with a broken cry,
"VALE,!"
body convulsing,
milking me.
I followed a heartbeat later,
spilling deep inside her with a roar,
hips grinding against her **ss**
as I rode out the waves.
---
We collapsed, panting.
But the hunger hadn't faded.
I rolled her onto her back,
spreading her thighs wide.
"One more," I whispered,
sliding home again.
This time I was slower,
deliberate, dominant,
savoring every inch.
She wrapped her legs around my waist,
heels digging into my back.
"Mmmh… yes… like that…"
she moaned,
eyes locked on mine.
I took her apart stroke by stroke,
deep, grinding, claiming.
Her third **cl*max** built in slow, shuddering waves.
"I can't, ah, too much,!"
she gasped,
but her body betrayed her,
hips rising to meet me.
I bit her neck again,
blood and pleasure fusing.
We came together,
her scream muffled against my shoulder,
my release pulsing inside her
until we were both spent.
---
Still, the night called.
I pulled her on top of me,
guiding her to straddle my hips.
"Ride me," I ordered,
hands gripping her waist.
She sank down with a soft, "Ahh…"
and began to move,
slow circles at first,
then rising and falling,
her **br*asts** bouncing with each motion.
I watched her, mesmerized,
thumbs brushing her **n*pples**.
"Faster," I growled.
She obeyed,
moaning with every descent,
"Mmm, Vale,!"
Her pace quickened,
hands braced on my chest.
I thrust up to meet her,
the slap of skin echoing.
Sweat-slicked, trembling,
she came a final time with a shattered cry.
I wrapped my arms around her,
hips jerking as I spilled inside her one last time,
a low groan tearing from my throat.
---
I eased her down beside me,
our bodies still joined.
She rested her forehead against mine,
breaths mingling.
I traced the line of her spine,
slow, reverent.
She shivered,
pressing closer.
We stayed like that,
hearts slowing,
skin cooling under moonlight.
Naked, limbs tangled,
we sank into the mattress.
I pulled the thin blanket over us,
her head pillowed on my chest,
my fingers tracing idle patterns along her spine.
Her breathing slowed,
matching mine.
The candle finally sputtered out.
Under the dying moonlight,
we slept,
two monsters, finally at peace.
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**End of Chapter**