Chapter 18

Grace dealing with the oddly beautiful

"Grace you fit me like a kid glove and I, oh God," he groaned and buried himself completely. My fingernails grazed his back muscles as they contorted with each of his delightful thrusts. My mouth was open as I inhaled deeply and felt where our skin touched and marveled at the tingles that each connection created. Mortas moved in and out of me rhythmically and my walls quivered against his flesh. His mouth nibbled along my neck and when he reached the area between my neck and shoulder I felt him bite down hard. I orgasmed and almost passed out from the fantastic feeling. I felt Mortas tense and felt his release.

 He shouted out loudly as a pair of angel wings burst  from his back making me gasp out loud. He pressed himself against me and I could feel dampness.

"Are you crying, Mortas," I asked curiously and he nodded his head.

"I've never in my life experienced something so beautifully soul altering. I love you Grace," he s