©2021 Addison Cain
The lightest brush of fingertips, warm… the gentle exhale of breath, hot on my face. The only heat I knew came from him.
I was always cold.
My eyes opened, his name spoken faintly as I wondered at the dream. Avick.”
The feeling of soft attention traced the arch of my brow. “Speak my name again.”
Air left my body in a death rattle, the word far less natural than my unbidden earlier expression, “Avick.”
A low hum, enriched by his baritone, passed from him to me. Above me, lounging—if such a term could be applied to a beast that did not know the concept of true rest—Avick watched. My lips were traced, parted and plump. He took pleasure in my mouth… because it was blue.
Or was it because it was soft and could be made willing.
“Again,” he commanded.
But my tongue had grown thick, and my eyes damp. Under something burdensome and weighty, I felt an ancient sorrow seep up and choke me. I could not make the words, inability there in my expression.
It seemed the outcome Avick expected, his calloused warrior’s fingertips moving from my face to skim a neck barred under his touch. By my next breath a breast was palmed, nails digging around the mound of flesh until my skin bumped.
I knew that touch.
It was expectant… as was my body.
Whatever cloud I lived in faded upon the feel of a hot mouth closing over the jutting cerulean of my nipple. The sweep of a tongue, just abrasive enough to make my breath hitch.
A nip of teeth, Avick devouring my reaction with his gaze. “Do I not give you pleasure?”
He knew I could not answer and chose to acquire sanction on his own. A practiced touch prodded between my legs. I was slippery. I was wet. My body wanted what it knew he could foster.
The only release I would ever be allowed.
My sigh should have shamed me, though why I could not say. He breeched with one delicious finger, knowing the ridges of my sex, where to press and stroke. Hips angling for more, my expression one of defeat and entreaty.
The Elion never smiled, but he did curve his mouth to demonstrate approval. His knees forced my legs wider. One hard thrust and he filled me, filled the emptiness of my existence. I clung to him in the savagery.
It would last for hours, Avick wringing climax after climax from my body as I sweat and moaned, fighting for power over my voice. His mass shifted, rolling so I might lie above him where I would ride the veiny thickness that sought entry to my womb. Leaning forward, braced on my hands so he might suck my nipples, I waited to feel the pinch, to know him grip my breasts until I ground down, the inner ridges of my sex stroking his shaft.
“Avick!” I had not meant to speak, yet language broke free.
My skull was in his hands, my lips parted as my body suffered pleasure. When my eyes found his, the jade demanded something full of rich, ripe fury. “Say my name again!”
That secret place where I was locked away… I could feel my soul scratching on the other side of the insurmountable wall.
A broken thing, a tone I had forgotten escaped, “You seized my life…”
“You never wanted to live! I took what you would have wasted.” He pulled my head down and smashed his mouth into mine as if he might suck more words from my throat and give me more negations. The probing tongue, the furor he wore, both seeped inside me, warming the chill.
In that moment, I wished for the cold again, instead I tasted.
I knew that flavor. A spice made from the bark of a tree… one I had once favored.
Or had I?
With a desperate, choking noise, I began to lose cognitive thought beyond the carnal interest my body relished.
My hair was pulled so the violent kiss grew impossible. He held me where he could watch my expression as what little I’d found slipped away.
Avick repeat himself, “You never wanted life.”
Then what had I wanted?
I was spun to my hands and knees, Avick fucking in from behind, forceful as he breached but slow with each—so I might know every last inch of possession. I came again, my face pressed to the markings carved into the floor, my ass high, presented, and gripped by hands that clutched and bruised.
There were hours more, and when at last he was done, he cupped my cheek and pressed me smoothly lower so I might take him in my mouth and suck his turgid cock clean.
The noises he made the times I did that… I enjoyed them.
Oh wow!!! This is incredible!!! I hope you publish this one!!!! I want to know more about this world! Is it fantasy or Sci-fi?!?!?
Mary Oklah says
This is incredible – so surreal and primal and other worldly.
Oso Pai says
More! Need more!
Please release this from the vault. I was so intrigued i want more.
I like the sound of this one. I want more! I’ve reread it like 6 times.
Addison you’ve done it again! Make this live I’m on the edge of my seat here, I need more!!!
I haven’t even read it all yet but I just have to comment! PLEASE RELEASE IT! Anything from you is a blessing I swear and I appreciate you wholeheartedly! Please, please please with a cherry on top release this!
Dawn Hix says
Soon?!?! Please?!? This is delicious torture and I need more. What do we lowly pheasants need to do to please the mistress enough for the release of the rest of the words from the vault?
Shannon Landon says
Oh yeah this absolutely can be released from the Vault!
dahhhhhhlish! This sounds like an angsty one!!! Release! …pretty please?
This is amazing. You have to release this from the vault. It’s way too good to keep locked away! Thank you for the preview!!
I need more! Everything you write is deliciously depraved. LOVED IT!
I need to know more about this world… please publish this one!!
I was hooked from the beginning words. I love every word Addison writes . Can’t wait to read more.. How about The Vault as a name — please write more soon
Very interesting, I want more
Oh yes! Let it out! I want more…
Erin Vandiver says
Queen of angst!!!!!! Sweet devil women create such imagery, open to vault wider………. let us see more please
You dangled the carrot. More please.
I agree! The way you present the action evokes a passion in the readers as well as your characters! PUBLISH
I feel……like prey…..just from reading that! WOW!
I want so much mooore! What is this place, who are these people!? I need to know
Tabitha S. says
More!!! PLEASE!!! I look forward to reading the rest. As for a name , I am not sure I need more before I could help with that. LOVE ME SOME ADDISON CAIN.
You are amazing! You have to publish it soon lol…
*knock knock* this is your audience speaking we would like more please 😁
Sherry cash says
Loved it! Need more, please!
Yes you have to publish this!!!! 🙂
You have the magic touch for writing!!! Please release this one—I’m hooked already!
This some excerpt has already caught my interest.. I think I have read all of your publishing’s and have thoroughly enjoyed everyone!
yes…please release it!!!
Please…. oh pretty please, set it free! I must know more, who is Avick? Who is the girl receiving such tortured pleasure! What is the story!!! 🧐🤓🥺
O my geerrrd. I want to fall asleep and land there too. 😳🤣
I’m going to have sleepless nights until this is released, so please have mercy on your reader here!
I am ready for this release please!