Page 69 of Nyx
My eyes close as I clench my thighs again. More of that delicious heat pulses low in my body as I rock backwards, and the explosion of sensation makes me gasp. Reyes’s hand lands on my waist, his thick fingers digging into my flesh. They tiptoe downward, cupping my hipbone as he presses kisses along my neck and jawline.
“Do you want me to touch you?” he asks, deep and careful in my ear, but I don’t hesitate as I jerk my head in a nod. “Take my hand. Show me what feels good for you.” I press my palm against the back of his hand and guide him lower. The thump of my heart pounds all the way into my ears as he drags his fingertips along my stomach. They trace a lazy, unhurried path, taking his time while I’m convinced I’m going to implode from the tension.
His fingers brush my cock underneath the shirt, and I groan at the lightning bolts of sensation. “Is this okay?” He inches the fabric higher, and even the drag of the material over my sensitive skin is enough to coax another sound from my throat.
“Please?” I beg as I roll back into him. I don’t know how to handle this fire that consumes me, and the rock of my hips only makes it flare.
“You’re doing so good.” His breath is warm against my skin as he kisses my neck and cups my bare cock. A jolt charges through my system at the skin to skin contact, and a shudder works up my spine. I press my hand against his to get more friction, and he chuckles softly as he wraps his fingers around me. They swallow me whole, and he hums a curious sound at the slickness.
When his hand moves, I ignite.
Each slow stroke sends shocks of pleasure racing across my limbs. They spread throughout my body, and turn me weak, andgreedy. They make me want more. The dull throbbing inside me builds to a heavy pulse as wet heat surges between my thighs. Hot breath blows over my ear as he drags his hand along my cock. My hips stutter forward to chase the sensation.
“That’s it,” he murmurs, and my mouth falls open on a whine as I do it again. Something presses against my lower back as I settle against him. I’m dizzy when I realize it’s his cock, and that he’s hard. His hips rock like mine, and I can tell he’s enjoying this just as much as I am.
He wantsme.
I twist my head in search of his eyes in the darkness, and his hand freezes. “Still okay?” he asks, and I nod as I scramble to claim his lips. He kisses me slowly and sensually, taking his time when all I want to do isrun. His tongue dips into my mouth, sliding against mine with the same pace he uses to stroke me.
“More,” I plead against our kiss, and I tug on his hand to guide it lower. He separates our mouths as he watches my face, and when I drag his fingers across my slit, my eyes close with the rush of ecstasy.
“You want me here?” He teases me with a single finger, and I nod as he slips it deeper. “You’re wet,” he murmurs with a shiver of his own. “Does that mean you want more?”
“I want,” I whisper, but it turns into a moan when he slides his finger inside me. A piece of him isinsideme, claiming me in a way no one else ever has. My body tightens at the thought, and my muscles clench with another of those electric shocks. He groans at the squeeze, slowly sinking deeper.
“Gods, you’re so wet,” he murmurs as he pulls back out. He brushes a spot at the entrance to my slit that makes me arch my spine with a gasp, and I quiver as he grazes it again.
“S-sensitive,” I manage to say. He pauses, and I impatiently rock my hips.
“Good sensitive or bad?”
“Good!” I cry, louder than I mean to, and he chuckles as he rubs over that spot. Untamed, whimpering noises leave my throat out of my control. My mind is the most delicious kind of fuzzy as he adds another finger and dips them both inside me. Slick leaks onto his hand, so thick it rolls in drips down my skin.
Reyes is moving now too, a gentle rock of his hips as he thoroughly explores my body. The hard line of his cock digs into my lower back as his fingers claim my most sensitive parts. They thrust into me, pushing deeper untilhis palm sits flush, then pull out. He intentionally drags them over that spot that makes me shake.
Sweat forms a mist on my skin, and my hair sticks to my forehead and cheek as I take my pleasure from his fingers. My hips move freely now, and he follows my pace. My pace, my choice, always my choice.
“Gods, you feel so good,” he murmurs as my head falls back against his shoulder. “So, so good.” He kisses my exposed neck as he slips his fingers free. They trace a wet trail to my cock, and everything is slippery as he grips me. It’s so hot, so slick and tight. Too much… it’s too much, but not enough.
“I want to try something,” he says with a kiss on my nape. “Can we shift positions?” I nod, but clutch his wrist and hold it in place as my hips jerk forward again. Another of those deep, husky chuckles leaves him. “I have to let go of you for just a second.”
I whine as he pulls his hand away, but he doesn’t move. He cups the side of my face and guides my mouth to his. His damp fingers smell of my arousal as he traces my jawline, but that only fuels the magnetism between us.
“I want you,” I whisper against his lips. “Want you… want you… always.”
“You’ve got me, sirrha. I’m yours.”
We kiss until my body rebels and searches for more of this sweet relief. Reyes pulls away with another soft peck to my nose, and he looks at me as if I hung the stars in the sky. Like I am cherished…precious.
Loved.
He drags himself away and sits against the headboard. “Come here,” he instructs as he repositions my body. Hetouches me with so much care it brings tears to my eyes as he pulls my back against his chest. A kiss presses against the top of my shoulder as he lifts my knees until my feet are on the mattress, then spreads my legs wide. Both his hands tease their way to my front, tickling and tracing, getting close and withdrawing. Arousal pools underneath me, hot and damp, and I beg him in a sob to touch me.
“Touch you like this?” He nips my ear as he fists my cock again. “Or like this?” His other hand moves lower, slipping two fingers inside me.
The back of my head digs into his chest as static forms in front of my eyes. My body pulses as he builds me higher and higher. Nothing in my life has ever felt this good or erased the pain, but this… this makes it feel like I’d never been broken.
All that matters, all thatexists, is Reyes. My mate. My love.
