ATTENTION: MATURE CONTENT!

Although their conversation flowed smoothly from a simple topic to a more intense one, Thea could breathe a sigh of relief when Raphael said that he no longer held a grudge against her father and did not blame him for the fact that the artifact was missing.

But a sense of guilt for herself was maturing inside her, because if her body hadn’t absorbed the artifact, as Raphael suggested, then all these problems might not have happened. And Mom might still be alive, and Lillian would not have appeared in their lives.

She went into self-reflection again, thinking about why everything happens in her life this way? She was thinking about her family, about her powers that came out of nowhere, about the prophecy...

And all this did not fit into her head, because from her point of view she was the simplest girl in whom there was nothing unusual, and now it turns out that she has a huge responsibility that she was not sure she could handle.

The main question was: why her?

She turned her back to Raphael again, pulling the plaid higher and leaning on his strong chest. It was a very comfortable place in which she felt safe, especially when his arms were possessively hugging her. It was a feeling she missed and at the same time was afraid to get used to. It was as if she was being sucked into a funnel every time she was closer than necessary to Raphael.

But at the moment, she had neither the strength nor the desire to resist. The stumbling block in Giselle’s face no longer stood between them, so she could accept her feelings with a clear conscience.

- By the way, how old do you say you are? - She suddenly blurted out.

- I don’t remember talking about it. - he ran his fingers lightly over her ribs, making her giggle. – I think I’m old enough to be considered your great-grandfather in some fifth or sixth generation.

Thea’s eyes immediately popped out on her forehead and she wanted to sit up and look at this perfectly beautiful young face to make sure that it was true at all, but Raphael did not let her move, blocking her movements.

- I have never had such sexual fantasies before. – he grinned and immediately got a lot in the rib.

- Ugh, that’s terrible. - She laughed awkwardly and felt Raphael lean sideways, pulling her with him, so that now they were lying together on the sofa in an embrace.

- That’s why you shouldn’t bother about the years, what you see in front of you is more important. And what you see is more than young and capable. - his eyes slanted down a little, to where his combat readiness was proudly towering, resting on Thea’s hip, making her involuntarily embarrassed.

- We thought not to rush ... - she said a little breathlessly, feeling his hot breath on her neck, and then the subsequent feather-light kiss.

- You said that we should settle our differences, and I don’t know a better way to do it. – he showered kisses on the back of her head, neck and shoulder, sending a goosebumps pulse through her body.

Raphael unexpectedly bit her earlobe, then gently sucked it, tearing a short moan from Thea’s lips.

- I do not know what magic or magic to explain it, but your presence makes me do wild things, wanting to satisfy my lust. - his hand slid over her forearm, flowing smoothly to her waist, squeezing her slender figure and enjoying the pleasant tremor that he felt from her.

- It turns out that Lillian is the same age as you? – she asked, trying to dodge his caress, as she still had a whole bunch of questions in her head, but Raphael’s grip was strong and her every timid movement to the side was stopped at the very beginning. – How is this possible? Is she immortal too?

Inner anxiety forced Thea to relieve the heat growing inside, but as if feeling her body tense, Raphael’s hand continued its movement, randomly touching her skin.

Lifting her sweater with his fingertips, he cursed in his head that her dressing up was very inappropriate. It would have been much more comfortable if she had stayed in a nightgown, which so sexually emphasized the soft curves of her hips and slender legs.

The fire that Marcus had lit before he left was still crackling, but it wasn’t warm enough anymore, which made Thea feel cool even in her clothes. Therefore, she found nothing better than to snuggle closer to Raphael and immediately found that her ass was firmly pressed against his groin, which was already strained to the limit and this caused Raphael to take a deep breath.

Wanting to hear this pleasant sound once again, which resonated in her heart, she rubbed harder against its raging beginning. It would be a lie if she said that it did not give her pleasure and did not fuel the already burning embers inside her.

Hurt by such an audacious step on her part, he jerked her around, putting her on her back and immediately appeared on top, completely pinching her legs between his. Molten lava flowed in his infernal-fiery eyes, mixed with a serious desire ... the desire to possess her.

There was no longer any chance to stop.

She reached out, touching the back of his head and pulled hard, forcing him to bend down until their lips were in close contact.

All thoughts of Lillian were instantly catapulted out of Thea’s head, she decided that she would have time to ask about it later. And now there was something she wanted more than talking.

For the first time since her transition age, she realized how much she wanted to cross this line that separated her from adulthood. There were no more fears and insecurities, there was no shyness and tightness, but only pure passion that controlled both at this moment.

His lips gently touched her, igniting her inner fire even more, but as soon as she opened her lips a little, he immediately kissed her passionately, exploring every corner of her mouth, forcing her to arch towards him.

Her hands closed in a lock on his neck, and his possessively squeezed her waist, slightly crawling under the sweater and enjoying her soft warm skin.

It seemed as if a powerful electric current passed through her entire body from the tips of her toes to the hair on her head as he continued to mercilessly torment her lips, absorbing all her moans into his mouth.

The taste of his lips... it was like deja vu... a feeling she had never hoped to experience again. With increasing passion, he greedily bit her lips, then again returning to unbearable tortures, sucking her tongue, giving her a pleasant nega and feeling the soft satin touch of his tongue.

Feeling that the physical contact that was between them at the moment was not enough for her, she tried to pull her legs out from under him, clasping them at his waist. But the next moment, Raphael lifted his torso, pulling her with him. Only for a second did he break the kiss, he jerked off her sweater, gratefully noticing that she was completely naked under it.

The small soft peaks immediately jumped up affably when they were touched by the thick fabric of the sweater, and the pink peas of the nipples tightened, attracting Raphael’s fiery gaze.

Without apologizing, he left her mouth, causing her to fall back again. A disappointed sigh escaped Thea’s lips when her mouth was no longer occupied with this divinely attractive man, but Raphael did not give her a second to rest, running his hot tongue from the earlobe down her neck, touching the sensitive jugular and lightly biting the skin under the collarbone.

His hot breath kissed her skin, prompting all the nerve cells to wake up, while his lips teased her, not wanting to give her what she wants right away.

His hand seemed so massive compared to her breasts when he finally paid attention to one of them, circling it with his fingers, tickling and exciting, before grabbing it hard, pulling a convulsive moan from Thea’s mouth.

She could not imagine that such a rough action could be so exciting, but after that, his rough finger rubbed her nipple, squeezing it harder, almost on the verge of pain, but not enough for her to ask him to stop.

- Do you like it? - his husky voice was sexy as hell.

Thea’s gaze drowned in his oncoming eyes, as if it was a portal to the abyss, but because of her shortness of breath, she could not give him an answer as soon as he expected it, and her silence was followed by a bite on the nipple, which was painful and immediately made her scream.

The smile on Raphael’s face blossomed like a flower, and crazy sparkles danced in his eyes.

He restrained himself with all his might so as not to pounce on her instantly and fuck her the way he had done it before with other girls. He was afraid to hurt her, trying to treat her as carefully and tenderly as possible, but when she didn’t answer him, it made his brain click and he bit her hard.

This action inflamed him even more, because the sight of her reddened face and watery eyes was in complete contradiction with her heartbeat and the way she tried to press harder against his groin.

It only proved that she accepted every side of him–both soft and wild.