Free Starblood (The Starblood Trilogy) by Carmilla Voiez

away.
    Donna rushes towards Sarah and touches her elbow. Her friend’s eyes look unfocused, confused.
    ‘Are you okay?’ Donna asks.
    Sarah nods. ‘Who is he?’
    ‘That’s Satori and he’s bad news.’
    ‘He’s wonderful,’ Sarah whispers.
    Donna recoils. Her fingers feel hot. Bringing them to her lips, she blows on their tips and watches Sarah’s face. Wonderful? Shaking her head she opens two bottles of beer and hands one to her friend.
    ‘Just be careful,’ she says.
    It is obvious that Sarah isn’t listening. She stares at the living room door. Donna sighs and walks through the doorway with Sarah close behind.

Chapter 11
    The warm water caresses Lilith’s skin. She lifts arms then legs out of the surface, scrubbing then inspecting. The smears of grey from the wilderness outside The Garden are gone. Her skin is fresh and soft. It doesn’t glow like Adam’s but it is beautiful in its own way and seeing herself she feels renewed pride. She is well made.
    Stepping out of the pool, she towers for a moment above Adam’s golden head. He is level with her waist and as he looks up, turns his face towards her and smiles, she feels her body glow. For a moment she is confused, her flames, the fire that burned brightly as she descended from the moon cannot be seen. Her body is not alight. She remembers she is human now, a child of the sun, not the moon. The power is still there, the overwhelming heat in her groin as she gazes into Adam’s eyes. The flames may not be visible, but they do burn and now they burn for him, for the lover she was promised: a man as beautiful as the sun.
    The old instinct which guided her when she first straddled Samael is not needed. She knows what to do, but it urges her on anyway. It adds fuel to the fire within her. She pushes him backwards. He falls onto the soft grass, and the deer snorts and bounds away. He reaches for her as she lowers herself onto his belly. When their lips touch she is transported. The kiss grabs her soul and launches it into the sky. There the moon at last merges with her sun, while in The Garden Lilith enters Adam. Her tongue reaches inside his welcoming mouth. Eyes closed she tastes his breath. His hard teeth and soft lips bounce against her own. The fire threatens to consume her. She needs him, all of him. With one eager hand she grasps his cock and opens herself to his exploration. His gasp of pleasure fills The Garden.
    Moving to the rhythm of her heart, Lilith senses something change. Opening her eyes she looks at his face. Where there was surrender to the pleasure she now sees determination. His eyes are clouded and his jaw juts outwards in a look of fierce desire. He grabs her hips and tries to move them to his own rhythm. Frustrated at his efforts he pushes her from him. Lilith rolls onto the grass. The fire still burns but it is joined by a new heat. Her face prickles with anger and confusion. She kicks his leg, and he yelps then growls and kicks her back.
    All this happens so quickly that when Lilith is grabbed again, spun around onto her hands and knees and Adam thrusts hard between her legs she is hardly aware of what has happened, is happening. Adam is fucking her, so where is her pleasure? Why is she filled instead with pain, anger and humiliation? She struggles to move but he holds her firm. She tries to talk but her words are stolen. Her screech shakes the trees and as the echo of it dies she feels Adam shudder and gasp before she is free to crawl away.
     
    Lilith rests her face against the windowpane. They will not see her. Their eyes, mouths and hands sense only each other. Her own body grows moist and hot as she watches them caress each other. Hands cling, pull and grasp in movements more forceful and aggressive than in consensual couplings between man and woman. Lust drives them blindly into each other’s bodies, again and again.
    Lilith places her hand against the glass. Oh, to be in there with them, and experience this passion first