“If you want me to fuck you against the wall you need only ask.”
He headed over to the side of the room, but instead set me upon a dresser.
“Touch yourself for me,” he said, holding one of my ankles to keep me spread wide while he watched.
My cheeks flushed, but I reached between my legs and began circling my apex. Nyte swore, pumping his cock slowly with his other hand, eyes wild with my every movement. I curved two fingers into myself with slow strokes, alternating between fucking myself and rubbing myself.
“You can go deeper,” he groaned.
I sank into myself to my knuckles, and Nyte’s expression pained pleasure.The next time I pulled out, Nyte stepped forward, plunging into me fully and without warning. His hand planted on the wall by my head as his rugged breaths broke a shiver down my chest. He stared down to where we joined.
“Fucking incredible.” He fucked me slow and deep, savoring how perfectly we fit together, and I was so euphorically full.
Nyte ran his fingers lightly over the black spiderwebbing around my abdomen. I wished I could erase his pain every time he tracked the growth of it with panic in his eyes. He pulled out of me and knelt, pressing his lips over the darkening skin.
“I’m going with you,” he muttered. The vibrations scattered over my skin. He kissed the tip of the vines just over my ribs. “Wherever you go, I’m going with you.”
Even to deathis what he didn’t say. The thought inspired a soul-deep ache.
“You can’t just give up on life like that,” I said quietly.
Nyte sucked my nipple and I bit my lip. He kissed between my collarbones; then his hand cupped my nape and he devoured me with a kiss that left me lightheaded by the time he let me breathe.
“Have I not made myself clear? You are my life.”
Nyte sank his cock into me again; this time he picked up pace, which had me clawing at his back. He kissed me to swallow as much of the noise escaping me as he could. With this pace and demand, the noise from the dresser was too much. Nyte seemed to realize that too as he lifted me off, only to drop me next to it and spin me around. I was so delirious in my lust that I barely had time to reorient myself when he kicked my feet to widen my stance.
“Hands on the wall and arch your back for me,” he instructed. I did and he wasted no time in sinking back into me. Far less noise in this position, save for his skin against mine and the mixed sounds of breathless pleasure we tried to contain.
It was torturous to be…mindfulof the household.
After a while of building ecstasy, Nyte’s hand curled around my throat, testing my flexibility by pulling me up to him with my back still curved so he could fuck me.
“I’ve dreamed of the home we could have. Not just in the castle. I’d build you whatever you want, wherever you desire. A place that is just ours.”
“Yes,” I breathed, wanting that more than anything. “Just ours.”
The bell tower was high and precious, but if we were triumphant in finding our peace, if I could live through this deadly ailment, there would be nothing to hide from anymore. I wanted a house with water and forest nearby. Somewhere private but not hidden. I wanted that gift for us more than anything, and we deserved it.
Nyte pulled out suddenly, and I stifled a whimper when he released me.
“I need to taste you,” he said thickly.
He led me over to the fireplace and knelt on the rug. I copied his movement and he claimed my mouth in a long, deep kiss, coaxing me to lie back. He stopped only to reach for the cushions on the armchair and slip one under my head, then he took another, tucking it under my lower back. I melted over his tender care with me as his mouth descended on my body.
“Quiet, remember. Or I’ll have to punish you,” he muttered, reaching past my navel, and my hips lifted, greedy for him to reach the growing heat between my legs.
His fingers dipped through my slickness, and a guttural sound resonated in his throat.
“You’re soaked for me,” he said, kissing the inside of my thigh. “Just as I hoped.”
Nyte licked me, and my hand lashed down to grab a fistful of his hair. He took his time at first, teasing me until I was so breathless and needy that I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my hips against his face.
“So greedy,” he said sinfully. Then he devoured me.
His hands hooked around my thighs, trying to keep me still, but I was quickly chasing an orgasm, undulating my hips in tandem with his assault. His tongue dipped inside me and flicked at my opening. I was conflicted over whether I wanted his fingers or cock inside me to make me finish or if I wanted to come with his mouth alone.
I wasn’t getting a choice when his hold tightened and he focused all his attention on the sensitive bud, racing me toward another shattering end. My thighs clamped around his head, and my hands splayed out on either side of me, my back bowing off the ground with a silent scream. I came down in a shaking, helpless mess as Nyte slowed his movements.
