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I nod, giving in to whatever this is. Waves of heat roll through me, like I’m lying in a warm wave pool, and my entire body tingles pleasantly. I can feel every part of me where Rapha’s body touches mine, as if he’s electricity and I’m the outlet. It’s intense, but in the best way.
Slowly, the world around us drifts away, and I’m floating in clouds with sunlight warming my body. I can’t hear anything but Rapha’s breath and his sweet words of praise and desire. Incredibly, sweet tension crawls through me, building between my legs. How the fuck is he doing this?
“Gods, I want to taste you,” Rapha says. “I want all of you, Haven. Do you know how beautiful you are when you come?”
I shake my head, unable to find words to describe what’s happening inside of me. It’s new, foreign, but welcome. The more I feel it, the more I want it.
“Can I bite you?” Rapha asks. “Please?”
I nod, trying to open my eyes, but it’s like they’re glued shut. I try to lift my arms to hold him close, but yeah, it’s not happening. I’m part of the bed now, and weirdly, I’m okay with that. Maybe he made me a sex slave and I can never leave this bed. Why does that sound amazing?
The next sensation is a sharp sting of pain that’s over quickly, like when I got my nose pierced. It’s replaced with a sense of peace and desire overload. Completely untouched, my cock jerks, spilling cum and taking my breath away.
Out of the blue, tears flood behind my eyelids, seeping out and down the sides of my face. The orgasm is intense and deep, like it came from an undiscovered part of me, and I lie boneless as wave after wave racks my body.
My nipples tingle and my hole clenches as I experience what can only be described as a full-body orgasm. Rapha keeps his face buried in the crook of my neck, holding me to him as I ride it out completely. After what feels like hours, it all slowly subsides, incredibly leaving me jonesing for more.
“Holy fuck,” I finally mutter once my mouth works again and peeling my eyes open.
“Yes,” Rapha whispers. “Fuck.”
“What… Rapha? What was that?”
He lifts his head, gazing down at me with eyes so bright they seem to glow. I gasp in surprise. He looks so beautiful. Perfect.
“What’s happening right now?”
He blinks and his features return to normal in a flash. Did I imagine it? Am I so sex drunk I’m seeing things that aren’t real?
“You are so perfect, Haven.”
Feeling off balance, I nod, reaching up to brush his hair away from his face. I study his eyes, only seeing the pretty light brown color gazing back at me.
“That was incredible. I’ve never experienced anything like that.”
“It’s tantra. A form of energy exchange.”
“Whoa. I just…” My words trail off as my eyelids grow heavy. “So sleepy. You drained me.”
“Not yet.”
“Wha…?”
“Sleep now, my beauty. I’ll be here when you wake.”
Nodding, I try to focus on his face, but he’s blurry. “I hope this lasts,” I whisper. “I hope we can do this forever.”
He brushes his fingers across my cheek, smiling. It’s the last thing I see as sleep drags me under.
FIFTEEN
Raphael
For far too long, I watch Haven sleep, unable to tear my eyes from his face. The taste of his blood still coats my tongue. The scent of our sex continues to seduce me. Nothing about what happened between us was normal. The whole incident has my mind swirling with thoughts and desires long buried.
I decide to test my theory, jumping to my feet and walking out to the common area. I find Eros and Justice still sitting on the sofa. Eros glances up at me, his brow creasing.
“Mighty Hades, what happened to you?”