Free Sacrifice of the Septimus: Part 1 (Afterlife saga Book 7) by Stephanie Hudson

sight beneath me of the dark angel getting lost in my body and I couldn’t help but smile. It was another memory I would forever keep with me and once again it was one he had given me. Just another reason to love him even more, if that was even something possible.
    I started to move up and down the length of him, trying to take all of him deep inside me, as much of him as I could. I wanted it all but was cursing myself that I wasn’t made big enough.
    “Easy.” He whispered to me placing his large hands on my hips, obviously knowing what I was trying to do.
    “I want all of you.” I told him and this time it was he who I found biting his lip. He suddenly ceased my movements, gripped me tightly and sat up so our faces were mere centimetres apart. Then he whispered over my lips, barely just touching them,
    “You have every part of me, Keira.”
    I don’t know why but when he said this something clicked in my mind and I found what he said wasn’t quite true. I don’t know why I had never thought of it until now but suddenly it was all I could think about as we made tender love to each other. Oh it was beautiful and gentle and wonderful in a way that words just couldn’t get right. And instead of what it had been shortly before it was just the opposite. There was no screaming or pleading for more. There was no teasing or holding back what our bodies were designed to do. There were just two people in love, coming together in the most beautiful way only those two souls could experience.
    We came together, shuddering in each other’s arms not long after the kiss that started it all. Usually when Draven had me in his bed it was something he took time in, savouring it as if never wanting it to end. However, this time wasn’t about any of that and deep down it wasn’t even about the pleasure gained. It was as simple as needing to breathe. Something we both needed at the time to soothe both our souls and making love in a way that spoke only to the depths of those souls.
    It wasn’t something we wanted to control… it was something we needed to set free. I wondered at that moment how many people had also experienced this and hoping to the Gods that the answer was going to be eventually everyone. This wasn’t a feeling that waged wars or encouraged violent acts against others. It was so much more powerful than that of anger or greed, hatred or even jealousy. The proof in this had come from the eyes of a stranger, eyes I had run away from in Ranka. Love could drive a person to do the impossible, and Draven and I were the proof of that...time and time again.
    But there was also proof of what else love could create and it meant the continuation of mankind. Which brought me back to when Draven said I had every part of him. That wasn’t true.
    I didn’t have his child.
    And what’s more I didn’t even know if I could or ever would? But why now? What had snapped inside me to make me want it now and not think of it before? I didn’t have the answer only a theory that our love had grown even greater in that one moment, tipping our history and changing it once again.
    As now I had changed forever by…
    Wanting his baby.
    The second the thought entered my mind Draven froze and so I did the same. I don’t think either of us knew what to do next but hold our breaths and wait for the other to say something first. In the end it was Draven that broke the silence with a staggered,
    “Keira I…” Just the way he said it I knew. I sucked in my bottom lip to stop it quivering and slowly lifted myself off him.
    “Keira?”
    “It’s fine, Draven.” I said trying to lock down my disappointment. I moved away from him, trying to get to the bathroom when he grabbed my hand. He didn’t say anything so I looked back at him, which was when he finally spoke, 
    “I don’t have that piece of me to give,” he told me sadly. I nodded and said,
    “I know.” Then I slid off the bed, grabbed my dressing gown and slipped it up my arms and