Chapter 357: 357: Night of Quiet Vows
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Their foreheads touched. Their breaths mixed. The lamp painted a small wing of gold on the wall and the mountain hummed like a low drum under the bed. Luna kept both hands over Kai’s hand where it lay across her belly. He kept his voice low and steady.
"Tell me what feels good. Tell me what you need."
"Stay right here," she whispered. "Hold me close. Do not rush."
He did as she asked. He kissed the corner of her mouth, then the other corner. He kissed the arch of her cheekbone and the small place where jaw meets neck. She turned toward him and the kiss grew deeper. It was patient and warm. It had the weight of a promise that begins at the door and is kept inside a home.
He checked her with small questions and smaller pauses. She answered with a nod, a breath, a hand that guided his wrist to her lower lips and then his fingers settled inside there. The aura warmth under the blanket rose a little. The air smelled like clean stone and tea and a trace of mint from the basin on the table.
"Tell me if you tire," he said.
"I am full of light," she said. "Keep going. Finger me a bit more. Then I want your anaconda inside me."
He did not rush. He wanted the night to move like a river that learns its own path as it goes. When she trembled, he steadied her with his hand at her spine. When he trembled from anaconda hardness, she steadied him with her palm over his heart then she grabbed the anaconda. The blanket shifted. Clothes loosened.
Without any delay she put her mouth on his big, thick, hard anaconda. She started to suck it like a lollipop. It was very big and thick for her mother. But very satisfying to suck. She enjoyed every second. Kai enjoyed the vacuum of her mouth. The way her suction pulled his anaconda... the way her soft and saliva filled mouth was warped around his anaconda. It gave him a pleasure he couldn’t explain.
Twenty minutes later... Kai’s big, thick Anaconda became hard as star iron. Kai pulled his Anaconda out of her mouth saying, "Time to eat my anaconda’s favourite food. Luna, I am ready to F*CK you. Show me pink softness, show me the food. Spread your legs."
She laid down and spread her legs. Her lower lip was wet... very wet... as if a sticky hot river was flowing out of her. There was a hot stream coming out of the pink softness.
Without any delay Kai grabbed his big, thick, iron hard, anaconda and started to rub its tips on Luna’s hot stream and sticky liquid which was coming out of her lower lips. At first he was teasing. Then he slowly puts the tip inside her.
She screamed and moaned, "Kai, AHH!"
Kai started his rabbit hole penetration with the hungry anaconda. Their bodies found a quiet rhythm that belonged to them and to no one else.
There was a point when Luna pressed her forehead to his and a sound escaped her that was not pain and not fear. It was joy surprised by its own strength. The moaning sound rose and fell and rose again. It was not loud, but the chamber held it and sent it along the wall like a song in stone.
She laughed through a breath and brushed his hair back with her fingers. "You are mine," she said, soft and sure.
"I am yours," he answered. "And you are mine, my moon pie."
He lifted her hand and kissed each knuckle slowly. He kissed the center of her palm and watched the way her breath moved at that touch. He traced the line of her shoulder and paused to ask. She nodded, and the knot in his chest unwound. He bent and kissed the place where jaw meets neck again. Her breath caught against his mouth and then eased.
"Slow," she said. "My lower lips are becoming hot as lava from the penetration."
"Slow," he promised.
They obeyed their own rule. Slow did not mean weak. Slow was power that had learned patience. Slow was a tide that lifts and lifts and never lets you fall without warning. Kai was slow but he pushed deep. The lamp flame curled and steadied. The mountain hummed with them. The world outside the door stayed outside. Everyone was busy doing their own things.
"How do you feel? Is it okay enough to satisfy you," he asked.
"Yes," she breathed.
"Now it will use more power on the push. It will reach your belly."
"Yes. I would like that. Only slow and deep enough to make me cum all over you."
"Only slow." Kai bit on her chest and then started to play with both big, soft melons with his hands while he was continuing the slow penetration.
A moment later then changed the position. Kai was on the bed and Luna was on top. His hands were on her chest playing with the melons. She started to go up and down on Kai’s big anaconda. It looks like a mountain that penetrates the sky.
He matched her rhythm. When she needed to stop and find the path again, he stopped and held her waist. When she needed to move, he moved with her. He watched her face for any pain or discomfort and found only lust and hunger for more.
One hour later....
Her orgasm came like a bell struck under water. It rang through her and made her whole body shiver. She clung to him with a grip that said do not move and do not stop and do not let me fall. He did not move except to keep her safe while the wave rose and eased and left bright joy behind.
After, she lay back and smiled at the ceiling as if she had won a game the sky offered her. He brought the cup from the table. She drank and sighed and handed it back to him. He took a sip and set it aside.
"Thank you," she said.
"The night isn’t over," he answered.
Time stretched and thinned. They lay together, her hands touching and giving Kai’s anaconda hand job and she breathed quietly. He cooled her temple with a damp cloth. She caught his wrist with other hands and held it there a moment longer than needed.
"Before you F*CK me more. Tell me again what changes tomorrow," she murmured. "Meanwhile, let my hands play with the anaconda. I really enjoyed touching it."
"We move your rest closer to the quiet shaft," he said. "No patrols for you. Training shifts to footwork and staff work on level stone. Mint tea at your cup. Mineral broth in the morning. I will shift maps to midday so we sit together for the heat. I will be here every night, loving you like today."
She smiled with her eyes closed. "Good. Wake me for anaconda if I ask for it in my sleep."
"I will."
He set a warm pulse of his mouth on her chest. He wants to suck her chest. She rolled toward him and found his mouth on her big melons. The kiss was deeper now, full of warmth rather than urgency, promise rather than proof. Their hands moved with care, learning again the path they already knew.
"Tell me you love me," she whispered against his lips.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," she answered, and then she laughed softly. "You can continue now. I got enough rest. F*CK me more. Give me more."
"I am a man who will deliver what my wife wants," he said. "I will know every way to keep you full and warm."
She drew him close. The lamp lowered to a small ember. Their breaths fell into one rhythm again. The blanket shifted and held them like a quiet sea.
They took their time. When she caught her breath he waited. When she nodded he went on with deep penetration. He set his palm over her belly for a breath, not pressing, only covering, as if to bless a small future no one could see. She placed both hands over his and smiled against his mouth.
"Talk to them while you love me," she said, half laugh and half command.
He did. "My babies," he whispered. "Grow steady. Your mother is a strong woman. Your father is king and will be near you all the time."
She kissed him. The warmth rose again. The room smelled sweet and simple. Clean stone. Warm skin. Mint. The mountain sang very loudly, a moaning felt more than a human now.
They did not need many words after that. The Chapter of their bodies went on in small sentences rather than long ones. A breath. A nod. A yes. A laugh. A gasping. A sigh that started in her chest and finished in his throat.