Page 162 of The Stars are Dying

Only Nyte.

“The sounds you make, Astraea—” He climbed back up my body, and when he was close enough I couldn’t stop myself. His lips glistened with me, and I claimed them. A low growl emitted from his throat as his tongue swept across mine. “I’m going to be hearing those noises on repeat on my damn death bed.”

“That was—”

“Only the beginning.”

My chest rose and fell deeply, and though my body still tingled warm with the aftermath of his wicked assault, I was thrilled with those words.

“How shall I take you?” he murmured. “Here? The wall? Braced against the open arch so the whole city can watch me fuck you?”

I’m in control.What awoke in me was a dominating need to feel that.

When I planted my hand on his chest, Nyte pulled back immediately. Those molten eyes blazed over me, waiting. I pushed him and he answered, lying on his back, and my leg hooked over him. He ran his hands up my thighs, a curl of delight forming on his mouth.

“Like this,” I said breathily. “For now.”

His eyes closed as if that aroused him. Only then did I finally look between us, and for a second I balked at the size of him. My mouth watered unexpectedly with a rush of want to taste him too.

“Another time,” he said, reading my thoughts. His strained voice accompanied the squeeze of his hands. “Because right now I need to be buried so far inside of you it’s driving me wild.”

My breath shuddered on an exhale as I reached for him. At the first feel of my fingers curling around his cock, barely meeting, I couldn’t help but work him slowly.

“Fuck…those hands,” he groaned, hips jerking into my play, and I relished in the power I felt, owning his pleasure.

Then I positioned him at my entrance, brow pinching as the tip prodded my body with a demand to take him whole. But he was more than what I was used to, so I had to go slow, sliding down another inch. Back out. Another inch. My breathing hardened as the tightness grew. A faint pain with a stretch under the waves of pleasure as he filled me.

“You’re perfect for me, Starlight. So fucking perfect the gods reject it out of spite.”

I needed nothing more. I couldn’t wait any longer as I braced my hands on his chest and sank my hips down to take him fully. My cry mixed with his growl, and we stilled for a few seconds. At least I did, to remember my own damn name, when this completeness consumed me far deeper than lust. I became entangled with him, wrapped in his essence. I didn’t want to ever be a separate soul again.

This felt like the calm before a battle with so much bottled up inside of me straining to be released. Raw and furious, because Nyte would wage this war with me.

I began rocking my hips slowly, powerfully. His cock left my body right to the tip, only for me to take him all the way back in with one quick thrust. I kissed him as I picked up pace. His hands aided my movements, roaming along my spine, my hips, my ass.

“You are so—fuck.” I slammed down on him hard.

I began to feel a caress over my navel, snaking around my back like new hands pleasuring me, though his didn’t move from my hips.

“You once asked if I command the shadows,” he said thickly.

That tingling, featherlight caress trailed over my breast before building in pressure. I moaned as so many sensations exploded over my skin, his shadows like feathers falling around me. Then those hands of shadow massaged, teasing my nipples while I rode Nyte with his aid. My nails dug into his chest, and now I’d had my fun I needed him to take over with something moredemanding.

Nyte read what I wanted. He sat up, still seated inside of me. “My turn,” he whispered against the base of my throat. “As much as having you fuck me is like witnessing a goddess in power, I’m going to take you my way now.”

“Please,” was all I could muster.

“Your plea is music to my ears, but unnecessary.” He lifted us from the bed, and I suppressed my moan with every step that became a gentle thrust, unable to focus on where he went. “I’ve had a particular fantasy, if you will indulge me.”

A flutter erupted in my stomach.

He took us over to a wall before slowly setting me down. I sighed at the cool breeze between my legs as he slipped from me. Nyte met my eye as though asking for permission. I nodded, anticipation building for what it could be.

“Once upon a time, a woman stumbled into a room.” His hand curled under my knee, lifting. “She didn’t just dance. She moved as the most exquisite thing to have ever lived.” His hand flattened against my calf, and I held his neck tightly for balance, realizing what he was doing as he tested my flexibility with care. “And there was a male…who fell completely at her mercy that night. Who would have trekked through the fiery depths of hell to see her bend like that again.” My ankle rested against his shoulder. He stepped closer, and while the stretch burned slightly, I knew it would pass and this position would be worth it.

“Is that why you’ve followed me since?” I teased.

The tip of his cock pressed into me, and I whimpered. “I followed you…because I can’t stop.”

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