Page 139 of The Stars are Dying

“When I fuck you, it will be real,” he murmured huskily in my ear. “You know how to find your pleasure. You’ve done it before, thinking of me.”

I gasped. My eyes flew open as I realized what he meant, but Nyte’s lips continued to trail down my neck. “You were in my mind,” I breathed.

“It was one of the easiest times to be with you from afar. How much you wanted me there, and,fuck,Astraea, I was both thrilled with your thoughts and absolutely murderous not to be the one inside you.”

“I wanted it to be you.” My lust-hazed mind let slip the confession without care.

Nyte chuckled sinfully down my throat. “I know.”

My thighs tightened around him, but he stopped moving, leaving me needy and breathless.

“Slip that hand down your body, Starlight,” he coaxed thickly.

Realizing what he wanted me to do, I took a few heartbeats to decide. His irises were all fiery challenge.

So I did.

My fingers undid the laces and buttons of my pants, pulse thrumming as he watched their every movement. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Nyte fixed his attention between us, where he was still positioned against me, but I managed to dip my hand under my waistband, finding myself slick with arousal. My head tipped back, and his groan only added confidence. More than that. Knowing he was devouring everything I was doing and it was bringing him pleasure too built on an impending climax.

“Look at you,” he growled. “So beautiful as you touch yourself for me.”

My hips rolled, knocking against the strain of him in his pants, and his arm slipped under my arched back to press us tighter together.

“Oh god!” I cried, chasing the pleasure scattering over my skin.

Nyte’s mouth came down on mine, hard and only once, before he mumbled against my lips, “Say my name, Astraea.”

It was already dancing on my tongue as I circled the sensitive bud of my apex harder and faster to his sinful whispers in my ear.

“That’s it. Use me.”

My pants were too tight for me to curve my fingers inside myself, but imagining him above me, what it would feel like to take him, compensated for it. Blood rushed through me, flushing my skin and making me pant with the chase of pleasure. I whimpered with the frustration of being restricted by my clothing, wanting to shed them, but I couldn’t stop.

More so, I wanted it to behishand between us. Relieving the ache he’d caused.Stars, I even imagined his head between my thighs totastethe arousal he ignited through me, what it would feel like to have his fingers curve into me.

I boldly left every one of my sinful thoughts open to him.

“I plan to savor every taste of you,” he purred close to my ear. “Feel every perfect inch of you, hear every sound I’m going to draw from you, and watch––” His head dipped down to where my hand disappeared. His growl was low and primal, dragging his sight back up. “Watch when you take me beautifully.” His hand slipped up my side, phantom teeth nipped my lobe, and I unraveled.

With how much I wanted it, the feel of him was too real, and I ground against him as I reached the pinnacle of my climax.

“Nyte!”I cried out, trembling violently with the first hit, unlike anything I’d experienced in a similar manner. I breathed hard, trying to collect myself while the tremors shook through me.

Nyte didn’t ease away, planting soft kisses over my neck and jaw as I came down. “That,” he said, squeezing my thigh still hooked around him, “was the single most exquisite thing I’ve seen and heard in centuries.”

Now the cloud of my lust was dispersing, I lay in utter surprise at what I’d done. In front of him—part of me had done itforhim.Stars above, who was I? This new air of confidence I wasn’t ashamed of.

I was thrilled.

I fastened my pants, but I didn’t want to leave this place regardless of whether the owner came back to find me here or not. Nyte lay beside me, grazing his knuckles over my flushed cheek.

“Perfect,” he murmured.

My eyes fluttered as I rolled onto my side. I could have lain in this peaceful silence with only his touch for hours.

Nyte stilled. I became alert to the shift in him. The lines around his eyes tightened. He stared off to the side as though he were in two places at once, and I realized where I’d seen that look before: in the library when Drystan had visited.

He backed off the bed abruptly, and I followed his alarm, scooting to the edge.

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