Asha had gulped, now unsure of her choices and if she had truly prepared herself for whatever punishment Blood was preparing in that mind of his. The fuel of emotion that convinced her to challenge the otherworldly man had blazed hot and fierce and fast, sizzling out by the time he was ready to do more than just sling threats her way. Her vibrato was lost the moment Young eased his grip on her throat and got up.He didn’t pace or get angry or go for anything that Asha expected. It threw her off to see him go straight for the chair in the dining area. When he brought it back and placed it in front of the bed, she expected him to untie her before he sat. Since she relished in satisfying both her oral fixation and the power trip that came from pulling pleasure from a man, it was more of a reward than punishment. Young with the face of Blood, sat in the chair, suddenly naked in a literal blink of an eye though. He had prepared something to truly discipline her. She gulped again, suddenly
Asha was so caught up in the way he looked at her while he teased himself and her that she didn’t know where to look. His eyes held a foreshadowing of all the pleasure that was to come and his hands wrapped around his crown jewel was the official seal of those promises. She was torn between his eyes, his hands, and the images flashing behind her eyes every time she closed them. Young always held his innermost thoughts deep within him so she had become adept to the language of his eyes early in their relationship. Becoming lovers had only put her more in tune with him and despite their most recent dynamic change that had remained true. With every stroke of his hand from base to tip, every grip of his head, and every grasp of his balls as he rolled them around Young imprinted his dreams in her mind. Asha started wiggling around, pulling at her restraints to somehow get out and get to him. She didn’t know how but he was telepathically sending his deepest desires to her, taunting her wit
“Please what, mamas?” Young asked.Asha whimpered again, gulping down her pride at having to continue on, afraid to keep speaking the very words that could and would seal the fate that endeared her to him. She knew she was both accepting defeat and handing him the keys to her ultimate destruction if she didn’t tread very carefully in this moment. Her heart was at stake, yet again and the prize of her purchase would be his, if he even still had a heart to give. That was if this wasn’t going to be like all the other times she bared her heart and soul to him. In the meantime, she would guard it like the devil that could destroy it again. And he was a devil now wasn’t he? All of her haunted dreams and twisted nightmares wrapped in one entity.He knew how much verbally acknowledging anything, let alone repeating her desires was hard for Asha. She had no problem speaking up for everyone but herself. It had been something they were working on via their bedroom dynamic, but he always shied aw
Despite his demand, the onslaught of sensory overload from such a simple action silenced her. With her head thrown back and mouth wide open, Asha screamed a soundless wail. It brought Young great pleasure to see her hurtle over the edge of stubborn resolve and into the arms of release he’d been working so hard to get her to fall into. ‘Finally!’ he thought with his signature smile plastered on, waiting for her to rejoin him. It should’ve never taken that long for him to get her there but he had to be satisfied with the fact that he was still able to at least. The blow to his pride made his hunger multiply exponentially, seeking to soothe the hurt her reactions to him caused.By the time Asha finally opened her eyes to Young’s smug look, she was struggling to accept that defeat in this battle may be the only option for her to get the time to strategize on how to win her war with him. She knew when he arrived back into her life that she had to first accept all the spiritual and superna
Young growled and ripped the fabric of her tied hands, barely holding Blood back from ripping her apart. She was going to pay, but it was going to be by his human hands, not the demon ones that had trapped him in this impossible situation. It pained him to fight so gruesomely for her heart and spirit, knowingly urging her soul towards damnation. No matter how much the slices of humanity pierced what was left of his beating heart, the promise of finally joining her completely always won out. She was more precious than anything in existence, a perfectly balanced representation of the universe, heaven and hell, dissonance and harmony. If there was anyone that could save him while protecting herself, it would be Asha. Those thoughts would have to wait though, ‘focus on the task at hand,’ Young had to remind himself. Asha wanted to be afraid of the emotions flashing behind his eyes, but watching the battle play before her eyes made her want to pay obeisance to him. He’d always had an easy
Any thought of protest or shielding her heart flew out of Asha’s head as soon as her body met Young’s lips. It took no time for her to practically collapse to the bed, gripping the sheets for dear life and barely able to hold her arch. It seemed as if Young had an upgrade in every department, his bedroom skills constantly challenging what she thought she could expect from him. If she could think at all, let alone logically, she’d be running from the demon in human clothes, but her gamble had caused her to be ensnared in a trap of her own making. Young had her right where he wanted her, at his mercy. Every stroke of his tongue made him that much more ravenous for the juices practically pouring out of Asha. It also made him insatiable for her submission, determined to take what had once been so freely given. He would never utter the words out loud, but the anxiety that had him in a perpetual chokehold made him feel off kilter and completely out of his element. This new terrain was unch
Asha was struggling to try and catch her breath, barely able to come back to her body let alone stay grounded in the moment. She could faintly feel Young’s lips graze her thighs and stomach, but majority of her psyche was fighting to stay in her realm of dreams. She vaguely acknowledged that the only reason she didn’t want to leave them was that they weren’t really dreams at all. With her now living an impossible reality with this version of Young, she had to accept, even if only silently, that those were memories and not just dreams. Every moment since their souls were forged into existence, weaving their lives together had been painted in her mind as if she lived them in this life. So she sunk into the feeling of having him in every life, wrapping herself in the promise of hope that they could find themselves on the other side of wherever they were now.When Young had finally felt like he was completely in control, he started making his way back to her flower again. Since she’d long
Although Asha was grateful for Young picking up on her nervousness and semi-accommodating her anxiety allowing both of them this moment to enjoy pleasure from one another, she couldn’t shake the feeling that moving forward with this was going to be a make or break for her. In her haste to not look Young in the eyes and allow herself to connect the same way as they had always, she forgot how much he used this position to do just that. She had a right to be nervous too. This Young wasn’t just capable of figuratively snatching her soul anymore, it was now a literal possibility and she didn’t know if she was ready or even capable of saving herself let alone the both of them.There had been many times over the span of his life that she’d fended off his demons to protect herself while simultaneously helping him muster up the ability to slay them for himself. This time around though, Asha was more than just nervous, she was terrified. There was a very real possibility that she was going to l