Azrael’s hand traveled down to her waist, pulling her impossibly closer; their breath mingled as his lips moved in sync with hers. She felt his torment in his kiss as he pulled on her lower lip, and she felt his desire, insatiable as hers, as his lips pressed harder, soft, gentle, but demanding. It was strange, she was more aware of him and everything around them, but at the same time…it was all so fast. She was afraid that She would lose it all at once. Azrael’s lips traveled down to her neck; she felt her insides clench in anticipation. In another moment, before She could draw another breath, she was pressed against a bed; shocked, she tried to focus to see where exactly they were, but his kiss rendered her thoughts threadless, and his scent of the last amber in the snow all around her. He covers her body with hers. She wraps her arms around him with urgency. His lips crashed to hers again with force, and She felt herself floating and then being snapped back in. He groaned; his tongue invaded her mouth, and his hand slid under her dress. She reached for his shirt, which was still stained with her blood. He intervenes his fingers with hers, pulling away as she stares at it. He met her eyes.
“Do you want to stop?”
“No, no,” she pulled him closer, “Don’t stop, stay with me,” she craved for him for so long; she wanted to feel him in every way.
“I am here,” He whispered husky, urgent, and met her eyes. His eyes were stark blue.
“I….” He swallowed her words with the fierce force of his lips. He pushed the sleeves of her dress down to the shoulder, pulling her dress down delicately, revealing every bit of her, he pulled away to look, and her nipples tightened, and goosebumps erupted. She felt the heat gather between her thighs, turning into an ache. She could feel everything like she was human, yet she felt more. Every touch was intense; every current in her cells stroked the ache in her core.
Azrael kissed, bit, and licked her neck. She moaned and felt the blood in her veins rush, shooting an electric sensation in her nerves. She arched her back for more. She notices a stony structure around them, but her eyes close quickly at the feel as his teeth pull on her sensitive flesh. Natasha laced her fingers in his hair as she pressed her hips closer to him.
“Come here,” She gasped, pulling him up and kissing him. He pulled away.
She saw the desire flaring up in his eyes with every note as he slipped her out of her dress. She bit her lips; he was too far away, and her breath was heavy. She wanted to call out to him, but…
“You are beautiful,” He whispered, running his hand from her ankle to her thigh. She moaned at the sensation of his hand on her heated sensitive skin; he stopped at her hip. She reached for him, and he cupped her breast. She gasped silently as the current shot straight to her core.
“Come closer,” she said in a breathy voice.
He grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her to him and pressing their bodies together; she felt his pulsing desire pressed against her throbbing core. She slid her hand to his tan rusted muscular biceps, realizing he was out of his clothes. Wonderful. He stilled, meeting her eyes, her breathing ragged and every pulse in her demanding his attention. He pressed his other hand from her neck to her breast, squeezing, kneading, and stroking. He caressed her cheeks, and at last. She leaned into his soft touch. Azrael stopped for a moment looking at her; she squirmed under his intense yet tender gaze and licked her lips. He held one hand between them near their heart while his other hand traced her face gently, his tenderness piercing an acute pressure in her heart, but it was not pain.
“I almost forgot; Happy Birthday,”
She couldn’t help it, her eyes widened, and She snorted.
That caught his attention; he looked at her. The delight mixed with desire in his eyes was infectious. He leaned into her as She raised her head a little closer and threaded her hand into his soft black hair but rough at the end. She smiles, sniffling a laugh.
“What are you laughing about?” He skimmed his lips, from her lips to her cheeks, down to her neck, retaking her breath, and his hands roamed further, stroking her tender center, and he pressed his hardness to her core.
“What?” He asked her huskily, “I can not wish you,”
“Right now, I have mixed feelings….” His finger enters her. Natasha’s laugh turned into moaning at the ached building and pressure that gave her somewhat relief, wrapping her arms and legs around him. She pulled him closer.
“I…oh!” his kisses travel down.
She arched her back to feel him for more friction, and he complied.
“What is so funny about me wishing you?” His words vibrated through her. She opened her mouth, but her eyes rolled back as he twisted her nipple deliciously. His tongue back to the other breast created a delicious sensation hitting her right at her core. She pressed harder against him. He pulled her over him, aligned with her.
Azrael’s heated mouth fondled her breast.
“You were saying?” Azrael’s eyes look up in challenge as his words vibrate against her, and she breathes harder.
“I am in the underworld.” She bends closer to him and whispers. He pulled her into a hard kiss, his hand to her throbbing pulse to her breast. His lips from his hand.
“You seem alive to me,” He breaths against her, his lips grazing her stomach to her navel. She arches her back, her nails digging into his shoulder. Losing the train of her thoughts as his tongue made contact with her bare flesh, she shivered and moaned.
She skimmed her fingers on his chest. His skin seemed warm and radiating heat to the touch, mingling with hers; it was otherworldly. Azrael’s muscles tensed at her touch, and he groaned. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her down to the bed again.
“What…?”
“Your touch is too overwhelming,”
She looked into his eyes; he looked pained. He squeezed his eyes shut. She grew worried.
“What…” Natasha begins to ask. He leaned away.
“My heart…” his veins appeared against his skin, and his eyes met hers wide. Natasha touched where he was, clutching his hand to his chest. She felt it, a beat. His heart…but before she could form another word. He kissed her with unexpected urgency. It scorched her to her bones.
“Please,” She can not take it anymore; the ache feels like it will destroy her.
“It will destroy me,” He echoes her thought.
“You will destroy me,” He took her face in his hand, and he came to his knees, pulling her to him and her one arm came around his neck while he held her, “I would be nothing except yours; I never thought it was possible,”
“And yet…” She laid her to his heart.
Azrael now beating heart, neither of them noticed it before what had come to pass, but the idea of it alone left her feeling so powerful, it was intoxicating.
“And yet…” His eyes met hers, and he kissed her again, so softly, so fiercely. She threaded her fingers into his hair, pulling him to her harder and matching the fierceness from her lips, pouring her longing, her fears, and her desire. She felt the kiss down to her toes until they curled. He pulled away from her breathlessly.
“I want you,” She touched him. They were bare to each other, vulnerable, open, and with nothing to hide.
His arms came around her; She felt him bare against her, skin to skin, flesh to flesh, and nothing on this earth could beat that feeling as he gently pushed her down to bed, covering her body with his. His eyes locked with hers, his fingers thread to her hair, stroking so softly she melted into his touch.
Their lips met halfway; he growled and pinned her hands, the kiss turned deeper and possessive with fierceness, and their tongues danced together for domination. Like he wanted to absorb her very soul, and maybe he is. He released her lips, and She shuddered in pleasure, his lips trailing down. He sucked and licked, building the ache inside her to no return. She gasped, moaned, and writhed under him. His hand roamed down, touching her, stroking her everywhere, and no part of her hadn’t felt his lips. His tongue flicked just below her belly button, and She arched her back for more.
“Azrael!” She moaned. She looked down at him; the red in his eyes looked aflame, almost like an animal. She touched his shoulder, grabbing him. In a flash, he was over her.
“Say it again,” He demanded over her lips; he left heated kisses down to her neck and pressed closer to her.
“Azrael,” She wrapped her legs around him, inviting him in. She felt him against her core aching for him.
“Are you sure?” He asked, his voice rasping.
She touched his heart, feeling it coming back to life. She didn’t know how it was happening, but it made her feel powerful.
She smiled. She nodded, and Azrael’s lips came to hers again, and he thrust; her mouth fell open as he filled her, and the indescribable feeling as he entered washed over her, heated and raw, something that no mortal can be prepared for. Feeling him inside her took over; his tongue circled hers taking her moans, her gasp, and the sound of her pleasure. His hand roamed down her breast to her back, stroking, caressing, easing her to him as he kissed her harder and slowly settled himself in. She gasped as She felt him fully, and then he moved, first slower as his lips traveled down to her neck, and She breathed heavier. She felt a tear escaping her eyes at the pleasure of feeling him moving inside her.
She was burning; this time, it was not the fire; it was him, and felt incredible. She was not aware of her existence. She gasped as their bodies started to slide against each other. It was nothing after this, but She didn’t want anything but this. His thrust grew faster and harder; She wrapped her arms around his shoulder. Her nails dug into his skin; She moaned, a strange sensation of feeling relieved and the pressure increasing at the same time. All She wanted was to feel more, more and more of him. She pulled him for a kiss; she felt sweat tickle down her spine, and what she felt more was the pleasure of being just at the reach and meeting every hard thrust of his with her own. She moaned soundlessly, he growled against her neck, and his hand cupped her thighs, moving up around his waist so he could go deeper. She felt the pressure on the highest peak. In a heartbeat, She could feel everything, every sensation driving and moving in her blood, throbbing in her veins. The heat is like wildfire spreads under her skin, and she explodes in absolute pleasure as it all comes undone.
She saw his face letting himself go and then consuming her with his kiss.