Dark Souls

The Need For Acceptance

"You make me feel less cynical." Samantha Borgens, Stuck In Love. 

Amaya was taking a steaming hot bath in Cole's quartz tub under a full moon on his deck. Sweet oils, bubbles, and roses were also in the tub, as she left her stress in the water. The steam rising off her skin seemed to get hotter making the water heat up. 

Soon it felt like a sauna and she hummed enjoying the high temp. 

Leaning back in the tub, Amaya closed her eyes, 

"Tell him how you feel, because when they come for you, and they will come for you. You must be ready." Madame Diable told her as she pulled their foreheads together. "His legacy was what made you. You were made to keep him sane. Protect him, so that he may rise as the king he needs to be. Be his queen." 

Amaya sighed as she sat up and looked at Cole coming to her. He sat on the side of the tub and looked at her curiously. "Are you alright?" Amaya hummed in, "I don't know. I honestly feel like my heads going to explode." Cole stroked her cheek and whispered, "I know it feels like so much, but honestly it's boiled down to us being...us." 

Amaya sighed and Cole stroked her jawline and whispered, "You do understand I can't handle it if there is no us right? I think you and I could be something Amaya." Amaya looked at Cole and whispered, "I-...I." Cole sighed, "I know this is all so new to you, and it is for me too. I understand why it might take you longer. But I know you feel it, so I'm okay with waiting to hear it." 

Cole kissed Amaya and left her to finish her bath. 

Amaya watched him go and whimpered and fell back in her bath. 

"Why do deny your feelings for him?" Amaya turned to look out at the black sea, "I do not know love or kindness. I will only hurt him." 

Madame Diable made a noise of disgust, "He loves you more than anything, you can not lie to me! So why fight him if you know how he feels!" Amaya screamed making the remaining linger crows explode from her pain, "Because I'm broken! I'm a broken and ugly woman who has killed her f***s for the past ten years absorbing their power and youth." 

Madame Diable smiled as she glanced over at the frozen Cole, "All for him, all to be the perfect match for this equally broken soul. He's not of this earth, and soon he will ascend now if you accept him as your mate...your legacy, your name. It will be known among some of the best witches."

Smiling the voodoo priestess seemed to peer through Amaya, "You just have to give in to finally wanting more for your life." 

Amaya went into her room, she sat on her bed and snapped her fingers. Watching the white candles in her room catch fire, she sighed. "Luciole." And like that, little balls of energy began to float around the room like fireflies.  

Unbraiding her hair from its French braid, Amaya turned and nervously whispered under her breath softly, "Cole, come to me. Cole Hunter, come to me, Cole." The enchantment had Cole sitting up in his study before rushing to her bedroom. When he opened the door his heart nearly leaped out his throat. 

Her sheer little night dress teased him as she walked around with no bra or panties. Licking his lips Cole slowly approached her as she looked him over nervously. Cole stood in front of her and teased, "Well you sure know how to get a man's attention, luv." Amaya blushed and Cole kissed her sweetly. 

Amaya sighed and whispered, "I want to do it..." 

Cole looked at her confused, "What?" Amaya shrugged, "I want to, I want to do-f**k whatever the f**k I'm supposed to do with you. I want to." Cole looked down at his little mate as her eyes swelled up, "I was loveless before you, and alone. I didn't feel anything to anyone. Just pity or annoyance. You are my better half, you've already changed so much in me. So yes, I want you, Cole Hunter." 

Cole attacked his woman's mouth hungrily in elation. "I don't care if I have to rip this sexy ass little dress from your body. I want you naked. Now." Amaya took her dress off and stood naked in front of Cole.

He carried her to her bed and as she kissed him, he could feel his teeth sharpening. His eyes turning black. He started to turn her around but she grabbed his face and made him look at her. Cole looked into the red eyes o Amaya as her black fingertip claws slid down his abs. 

"I want to watch you f**k me." Cole groaned and as he leaned and sucked on her clit, Amaya groaned arching closer. Cole huffed and whispered, "I want to f**k you so badly. This little p***y is so perfect. So sweet." 

Amaya rode Cole's tongue bringing herself to orgasm twice as he stroked two thick fingers inside of her. When he positioned his c**k at his entrance, he leaned into her and drove his c**k balls deep. 

Hitting her womb, Cole began to f**k Amaya like she'd pissed him off but had also made him so happy. Amaya screamed and cried as she seemed to tighten and gush for her mate, over and over again. Cole flipped her over and whispered, "I like cumming in you. I can get you pregnant, I think you'd look good pregnant with my child." 

Amaya screamed as Cole f****d her harder, using her juices to spread into her asshole, pushing his finger into her to drive her even madder.  Amaya groaned as Cole began to f**k her harder and groaned into the bed, "s**t!" 

Slapping her ass, Cole teased, "Such a dirty mouth. I should punish it." Pulling out of her sensitive p***y, Cole shoved his c**k in Amaya's throat. "f**k, suck." Amaya groaned taking his c**k in his throat and when he couldn't take it anymore he pulled out and went back to her sweet little p***y. 

Pulling her on top of him, he held her down and began thrusting inside of her. Amaya felt a familiar urge and tried to fight it. But Cole looked at her and groaned, "Do it, I want you to. Taste me." Amaya nicked Cole's neck with her claws and he panted as she suckled on his blood. 

Her soft tongue lapping at his blood sent him into a wild frenzy. 

Grunting Cole creampied Amaya to the depths of her p***y. When he pulled his flaccid c**k out of her sopping hole he smiled up at her.  Amaya slowly pushed his c*m out as she rubbed her clit staring into his eyes dazed. Her mouth covered in his black blood. 

Cole laid beside Amaya. The moon shined through the window illuminating Amaya's beautiful figure along with her ongoing spell and the numerous candles. Pulling her into his arms, Cole pushed a strand of Amaya's hair back and whispered, "I need you, Amaya." 

Amaya nodded as she cuddled into his embrace, "I need you too." She admitted softly.