Back In Time

Reclaim

                                                                                   Malachi 

As I lie here, my thoughts drift back to Elara. The way her delicate fingers would trace along my skin, the sound of her breathy moans in my ear, the feel of her body moving against mine. It's been so long since we last made love, and the ache in my chest grows stronger with each passing day.

I close my eyes, imagining her standing before me, her beautiful face flushed with desire. Her hands slide up my chest, cupping my face, as she whispers my name. Her lips part, revealing the tip of her tongue, and I can almost feel the warmth as it brushes against my skin.

Her fingers trail down my chest, over my abs, and lower still, until she reaches the button of my jeans. She pops it open, and then reaches inside, her warm breath fanning over the head of my cock. My hips jerk involuntarily at the sensation, and a groan escapes my lips.

She pulls my zipper down slowly, revealing my hardness to her. Her eyes widen in appreciation as she takes in the size of me. Her hands wrap around me, stroking up and down, making me even harder. I can feel the blood rushing to my head, my heart racing in my chest.

She leans forward, taking my cock into her mouth, and I arch my back off the bed. The feel of her hot, wet mouth around me is incredible, and I can't help but thrust my hips forward, fucking her face. Her hands squeeze me tightly, her thumb rubbing over the sensitive ridge of my crown.

My vision begins to blur, the room spinning around me. I can feel the familiar tugging sensation building deep in my core, and I know I'm close. I'm so close to release, but Violet isn't here. I'm all alone, imagining her touch, her taste, her scent. The ache in my chest grows sharper, and the need for her becomes almost unbearable.

Her lips slide up and down my length, faster and faster, her teeth grazing my skin. It's too much, I can't take it anymore. With a hoarse cry, my body tenses, and I come, spurting hot seed down her throat. My hips buck violently as the wave of pleasure washes over me, and for just a moment, I'm lost in the memory of how good it felt to be with her.But then, reality sets in. She's not here. She's hundreds of miles away, and I haven't heard from her in weeks. The afterglow of our lovemaking is replaced by a hollow ache, and I roll onto my side, staring at the empty space beside me. I want her back. I need her back. I miss her more than anything.

And so, as the sun begins to rise outside my window, I'm left with nothing but the memory of her touch and the hope that one day she'll be back in my arms, where she belongs.

As I materialized on the streets of Earth, the sights and sounds of the mortal world assaulted my senses with a dizzying intensity. The cacophony of car horns and voices, the kaleidoscope of colors and lights – it was a world apart from the darkness and silence of my domain, and yet, somehow, it felt strangely familiar.

With a sense of purpose that burned like a fire in my chest, I set out to find her – Elara, the woman who had captured my heart and refused to let go. Despite my best efforts to forget her, to bury the memories of our time together in the depths of my mind, she haunted me still, her image burned into the very fabric of my being.

And then, as if guided by some unseen force, I found myself standing outside a quaint café, the warm glow of its interior beckoning me closer. Peering through the window, my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of her – Elara – sitting across from another man, her laughter ringing out like music in the air.

A surge of jealousy coursed through me like a bolt of lightning, igniting a firestorm of emotions that threatened to consume me from within. Who was this man, I wondered, to dare to claim her affections in my absence? And more importantly, how had I allowed myself to lose her – to let her slip through my fingers like sand?

But even as the flames of jealousy burned within me, another emotion stirred in the depths of my soul – a longing so profound, it took my breath away. For despite everything, despite the pain and the heartache that she had caused me, I couldn't deny the truth that lay hidden within my heart – that I still loved her, more than words could ever express.

With a sense of determination that bordered on desperation, I pushed open the door to the café and stepped inside, the warmth of the room washing over me like a balm. And as I made my way toward her, my heart pounding in my chest, I knew that no matter what obstacles lay ahead, I would stop at nothing to win her back – to reclaim the love that was rightfully mine.

As I materialized on the streets of Earth, the sights and sounds of the mortal world assaulted my senses with a dizzying intensity. The cacophony of car horns and voices, the kaleidoscope of colors and lights – it was a world apart from the darkness and silence of my domain, and yet, somehow, it felt strangely familiar.

With a sense of purpose that burned like a fire in my chest, I set out to find her – Elara, the woman who had captured my heart and refused to let go. Despite my best efforts to forget her, to bury the memories of our time together in the depths of my mind, she haunted me still, her image burned into the very fabric of my being.

And then, as if guided by some unseen force, I found myself standing outside a quaint café, the warm glow of its interior beckoning me closer. Peering through the window, my heart skipped a beat as I caught sight of her – Elara – sitting across from another man, her laughter ringing out like music in the air.

A surge of jealousy coursed through me like a bolt of lightning, igniting a firestorm of emotions that threatened to consume me from within. Who was this man, I wondered, to dare to claim her affections in my absence? And more importantly, how had I allowed myself to lose her – to let her slip through my fingers like sand?

But even as the flames of jealousy burned within me, another emotion stirred in the depths of my soul – a longing so profound, it took my breath away. For despite everything, despite the pain and the heartache that she had caused me, I couldn't deny the truth that lay hidden within my heart – that I still loved her, more than words could ever express.

With a sense of determination that bordered on desperation, I pushed open the door to the café and stepped inside, the warmth of the room washing over me like a balm. And as I made my way toward her, my heart pounding in my chest, I knew that no matter what obstacles lay ahead, I would stop at nothing to win her back – to reclaim the love that was rightfully mine.

A/N

This chapter was so disgusting that I can't even believe I wrote it.

We're coming to an end. This is just getting bad and I can't do it anymore. I will post a couple more chapters and then that's it. 

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter more than I did.

Love you guys ❤️❤️❤️