Page 58 of A Touch Of Death

Nix doesn't hesitate to climb back on top of me, his skin sliding against my own. The feel of him against me is like nothing I've experienced before, something I'll never grow tired of. His warmth seeps into me, and I wrap my arms lazily around his neck. He bends to kiss me deeply, his tongue drawing a moan from my lips. His hardened shaft rubs against my soaked slit, covering him in my juices. He groans against my lips, a sound that has me throbbing all over. I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist, the heels of my feet digging into his lower back.

Without warning, he's thrusting into me until he bottoms out entirely. Pain erupts from deep inside me, and I cry out, gripping onto Nix tighter while my eyes close. Nix freezes above me with my cry. Now would be the time to tell him I've never been with a man before, but I'm still waiting for the pain to fade, so I can talk again.

He beats me to it.

"Novia, did I… was that… am I the only my man who’s had you?" he groans, sounding slightly pained. My eyes open, and I nod, meeting his eyes head on. They suddenly fill with so much lust and desire that my mouth falls open, my walls clamp around him with a vise-like grip, and my legs tighten on his waist. Another groan leaves him before he burrows his face into the crook of my neck. "Fuuuuck.That information is not going to help me last long. Not at all."

Surprised, I laugh. The agony in his voice, mixed with the tinge of disappointment and burning hunger that I hear isn't what I expected, but I'm beyond pleased that he isn't angry I didn't tell him that I was still untouched. Given I was taken at eighteen and wasn't all that interested in boys before my capture, I've not had any time to rectify the situation.

Not that Nix seems to mind when he growls against my throat and huskily whispers, "That's not helping. You're so fucking tight. Jesus."

The pain has already faded, and when Nix begins to pepper kisses along my neck, nipping at a certain spot at the crook of my neck, my walls tighten again, and a rush of liquid coats his dick even more.

Nix leans back to look at me, his eyes lit with so many emotions I can't keep track of them. It has my needy core begging for him to finally move inside me. He bites his lower lip, causing my legs to squeeze his waist, before asking, "You okay, babe?"

Breathless with need, I answer, "Yeah. More than okay. I'll be even better when you start moving."

His mouth pulls up in a grin that sets me on fire. With no warning once again, he pulls out of me before thrusting his dick deep inside me. There's another pinch of pain, but pleasure overrules it, rippling through my body relentlessly. He repeats the motion, pumping in and out of me with deep strokes while his hands roam over my body. While he moves his body, his hands move to my thighs, tugging the lower half of my body upwards. The new angle has me cursing and crying out in pure pleasure as his shaft finds that spot inside me that has a second orgasm growing swiftly.

Nix growls again, this time sounding more animal than before. "Christ. Damn your pussy for being so fucking tight."

He thrusts his cock inside me a couple more times, the sound of skin slapping skin loud in the room, before snarling in a way I find entirely too sexy and pulling himself away from me. With a move so sudden, he's flipped me over until I'm braced on my hands and knees in front of him. I look back with wide eyes, and when my gaze finds his, it's to meet a set of yellow irises filled with a possessive glint mixed with need.

He's pistoning his shaft inside me again, the new angle causing me to moan long and hard. Nix leans over me, his arm wrapping around my waist while his other hand moves my hair to the side. His nose brushes my ear, and my walls spasm around him. His thrusts are rough and rapid, and it drives my release closer and closer to the edge again. His cock slides so deep that it hits me just right, and my orgasm is crashing into me like a tidal wave. I cry out my release while Nix still pumps himself inside of me, my walls clenching tightly around him.

Nix suddenly growls, his voice all animal, deep and rough. I shiver, and my skin breaks out in goosebumps before a sharp pain streaks from my shoulder to my breast. My chest grows unbearingly warm, and something deep within me just... clicks. Like a piece of me settles, and a shard of my heart grows content.

When I look down, I see Nix's claws digging into my skin, but he's suddenly roaring his release and slamming into me so hard that my eyes roll into the back of my head as another release suddenly overtakes my body, and I black out entirely, slumping onto the bed boneless and exhausted.

Chapter 28

Novia

WhenI come to again, Nix is still buried to the hilt inside me despite his softening shaft. His head resting in the middle of my shoulder blades while he pants for air.

He pulls out of me slowly, drawing out another mewl from my lips. He leans over my body, his face coming into view from where my head is lying on the pillow before he kisses me soundly. These kisses are different from the ones before. The desperation and need is gone, replaced with a certain contentment that I feel down to my bones.

Nix pulls away, rubbing his nose against mine before whispering, "Is it appropriate to brag that you’re mine now, and I had you first, or is it bad bedside manner to do that after blowing your mind with three orgasms?"

I laugh loudly, hard enough that tears form in my eyes, and I see Nix’s big toothy grin through the mist. When he wiggles his eyebrows at me, those tears spill over with more laughter. I wrap my arms around his neck and shake my head at him with a grin that I simply can’t wipe away.

He kisses my tears away with a gentleness that contrasts the way he just took me, and it sends butterflies soaring in my belly. I smile softly at him before saying, "I suppose you can brag a little. I do expect more orgasms though. All the orgasms."

His deep timbred laughter has my smile growing and my heart swooning like a love-sick teenager. "All the orgasms, huh? Already planning on more?"

I snicker as he moves from on top of me and falls to the side, reaching out to gather me in his arms. "Obviously. I'm only here for the sex, didn't you know?"

Nix laughs again before kissing me deeply, once again leaving me breathless. He pulls away slowly, rubbing his nose against mine. With a voice as soft as a whisper, I tell him, "You know this means you’re mine too, right?"

He grins and slides his arm around my waist before scooping me up and sitting me on his stomach with one fluid motion. His hands caress my bare thighs while he beams at me. He opens his mouth as if to say something while his eyes move from my face and down to my chest. It's then his features morph into something else entirely.

I watch with confusion as pure horror plasters itself on his face. His blue eyes widen, and he sucks in a sharp intake of air before sitting up quickly. His hands reach out to stop me from falling off him, but his eyes never leave my chest.

When I look down, I understand why.

From the top of my shoulder blade to the spot between my breasts are three very deep cuts, raw and red with drops of blood pouring from them. I know like I know my own name that it was Nix's claws that caused them, but they don't hurt. I lift a finger to prod at one of the cuts, but instead of the pain that should have accompanied it, I only feel an intense warmth from them. My eyebrows shoot up my forehead, and I look back at Nix who looks as much horrified as he does mortified.

I lift my hands and cup his face, gently pulling his head up until he looks at me. I see guilt flash in his eyes, so I'm quick to reassure him. "They don't hurt, Nix. I'm okay."

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