The Divine Gambit Ch. 05

As the proper quantity of oxygenated blood returned to her brain, I felt her thoughts find the crispness they usually had for an iota before she exploded as she violently came. Her thoughts became a jumbled mess of adoration and satisfaction as she twitched and shuddered underneath my ministrations. Her entire body became unbelievably tense before she released an incomprehensible scream. Her hands reached to pull mine away from her suddenly too-sensitive spots, and I relented as she writhed underneath me.

Feeling just how fervid her release had been, I let myself finish, completely emptying myself inside her. She recognized my warmth spill forth inside her and instinctively pressed her still squirming body back into me. An indecipherable jumbled mess of words and moans were released from her mouth as she tensed and released around me again before she collapsed into the bed, her face buried in the scrunched-up blankets she had been clinging to a moment ago.

As we both attempted to recover from the glorious climax and catch our breath, everything but our undulating chests was still for the moment. Satisfied with my finish and with the dragon's predatory instincts quelled, for the time being, I whispered into her ear, "You're mine, beautiful, forever."

I could feel through our connection that her mind was still trying to restart and that she was effectively incapable of any complex thought. The portions that were capable of any concepts at all swooned at my words, unfiltered dedication bubbling up through the haze of her nonfunctional, recovering conscious mind.

I slowly pulled out of her, and she shuddered and whimpered when I was fully withdrawn from her depths. I carefully crept from my room and through the hallway into the bathroom, retrieving a washcloth. I was grateful that no lights were slithering under any of the doors, and I hoped everyone else was asleep. If they weren't, they definitely heard Beth a few moments ago. Honestly, she probably woke them up if they were already asleep. I quickly cleaned myself before rinsing the washcloth with hot water and bringing it with me.

When I returned to my room, Beth was still unmoved in the center of the bed. I could see her chest rising and falling in time with her languidly recovering breath and was relieved that we didn't have a repeat experience of the previous night. I hesitantly placed the cloth on the inside of her thigh, and when she moaned pleasantly in response, I began wiping up the remnants of our coupling.

She cringed when I touched her sex with the cloth and groaned, "Slow, slow, sensitive..." I continued very patiently washing her as best I could for the night. When I had done what I could, I returned the washcloth to the bathroom, rinsing it out and leaving it hanging over the side of the sink.

I felt immense satisfaction from Beth's recovering consciousness as I returned from the bathroom for a second time. She flipped over and moved up the bed to rest her head on the pillows. She heard me enter the room, and without opening her eyes, she said, "Holy shit, J. Like, last night was good, but holy shit. Are you sure you didn't bite me before we started because, like, fuck, that was really intense."

I softly smirked and exhaled as I crawled into the bed beside her. "I'm sure I didn't bite you. It's not an unknown I was particularly inclined to chance. I want to know more about the long-term effects before I condemn my girlfriend to a life of mindless-"

I didn't get a chance to finish my statement because Beth practically tackled me, kissing me even harder than her already stringent standard. After a moment of trying to press herself through me, she released her mouth from me and pulled back.

"I love you. That was the first time you called me your girlfriend, and it was just, wow. Might need a dry towel this time. I've got enough liquid."

I smiled back at her devotedly adoring face and softly kissed her again.

She suddenly spoke anxiously, "Um, could I ask you for another favor tonight?"

"Of course."

"Can you not change back before we go to sleep? Is it tiring to stay like this? I kinda would like to sleep in both your arms and your wings. At least to try it, for tonight."

Instead of responding, I rolled onto my back, pulling her onto my chest and into my arms. Once she found a position where she would be comfortable enough to sleep, I cloaked her in my wings. She snuggled into my chest and practically purred as she whispered, "I love you, J. I hope I never wake up from this dream. It's too good to be real."

I fleetingly pushed my affections back to her over our bond as we drifted off to sleep, united physically and mentally. I fell into slumber easily, but my final thought, before it was lost to the abyss of sleep, was of how much better I had felt now compared to leaving the archive.