Page 111 of The Crown of Nyx

I was panting by the time his other hand moved to my thigh. “I just know you’re wet now,” he murmured. “I’ve barely even touched you, and I already know that tight little cunt of yours is weeping for me.”

He used his knee as a wedge to keep my thighs parted. “Use those pretty little hands and remove your belt, Angel.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Heart pounding, I undid the latch of my belt and let it fall to the forest floor. With the heat of his stare on me, I slowly unbuttoned my pants. There was something hot about not using magic to just whisk them away. Granted, the idea of being caught out here without my pants on was a little mortifying, even if it was one of my mates who found us.

But this…it felt like a stolen moment for only us to partake in.

Once the button was undone, Elias grunted. “Good little mate.” His eyes lifted to meet mine as the hand on my thigh moved to cup my warm heat. “Hands above your head.”

My eyes narrowed, but I did as I was told. I lifted my arms, and he released my breast to take my wrists, removing my ability to touch him.

“This is about you, Angel,” he said, eyes burning. I bit the inside of my cheek as he teased a finger over my pussy. “I’m going to make you come on my fingers. And then we’ll go back to the others like nothing happened.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks and tightened around my belly. “Okay.”

A smirk curved his lips, brightening his eyes. “And if you want to scream to let that winged bastard know what he’s missing out on, then do it.”

I gasped as his hand plunged into my pants. Despite the barrier that my panties presented, he still skimmed his finger between the folds of my pussy. The slight friction the fabric had against my clit had me bucking into his hand, but I was otherwise forced to stay still.

“So fucking wet,” he said, eyes burning into mine. There was a slight flush to his cheeks, and when I looked down, his pants bulged with his erection. “Too perfect.”

“Elias,” I moaned, as his fingers pushed past my panties to dive into the wetness of my core. He groaned when his fingers hit my arousal, as he circled his finger around my throbbing clit.

“That’s it,” he breathed, toying but never giving me the release I desired. My hips moved against his hand, and although I couldn’t get much traction, he met each thrust with a flick of my clit.

“I need more,” I moaned, sparks of pleasure shuddering through me. “Please.”

He didn’t respond; his fingers did all the work as they plunged inside me, two entering my pussy and curling within me. I gasped as he met the rhythm of my hips, thrusting inside me as his thumb worked my clit.

Elias didn’t take his eyes off me, but his breath quickened, too. When a third finger joined the others, I thought I might come undone right there. The stretchhad me moaning, wishing it was more than just his fingers, but just having him was enough to soothe the magic burning within me.

I might not have been unsettled, but it was tamped down by each stroke of his fingers, each flick of my clit.

I bit down on a moan, the sound catching in my throat as I strained against his hands. He didn’t hold me hard, his fingers lightly pressing me against the tree, and yet I didn’t try pulling away. I didn’t want to.

Elias skimmed his lips against mine as his fingers stroked me, pressure building in my belly as my climax built. “Remember, when you come, make sure he hears it,” Elias whispered.

I was so close, and as sadistic as it was, I wanted Hawk to hear this, to know what he was missing out on. Maybe it was petty, but I was done caring.

Elias’s thumb worked my clit until my climax flooded through me. I arched into him, my muscles tightening as I cried out. The sound of my voice echoed in my ears as I strained against his hold, as my hips bucked against his hand.

My shifter mate worked me through my release, the thrusts of his hands slowing until I slumped against the tree. Instead of releasing my hands, he gently brought them down, but he didn’t pull his hands from my pants immediately.

“That’s it,” he murmured. “You did so well, Angel.”

My eyes fluttered, almost closing, but then I caught sight of a familiar figure standing within the trees.

The male had his hands curled into fists, eyes burning with anger. A tick formed in his strong jawline as his dark, obsidian eyes found mine.

I didn’t move.You knew he was standing there, I said through the bond without taking my eyes off Hawk.

Elias chuckled out loud as he slowly slid his fingers from my pussy.Of course I did, Angel. Make him miss what he can’t have. If I can’t pound my fists into him, then I might as well take advantage of messing with his head.

I shuddered as Elias pulled his hand free. His fingers glinted with my release, wet and slick. Elias glanced over his shoulder at Hawk briefly before licking each finger clean with a loud, totally obnoxious groan.

My cheeks heated, partially from embarrassment, but also because it was a little hot. “My favourite meal,” Elias said, as he finally helped me re-button my pants. He knelt in front of me, nose so close to my pussy that I clenched again, though this time from the thought of him eating me out against this tree.

Shit.Hawk was still there, watching us, eyes burning with…Anger? Frustration? He could have walked away by now, but his eyes were still locked on mine.

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