Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 103548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
I came to, finally noticing the huge eyes staring at me. “Hmm. Did that freak you out? Edric says I invent new levels of sadism when I’m plotting revenge.”
“You do... and it’s hot,” he growled, blowing my eyes wide. “Dammit, woman, you made me come in my pants and I’m not wearing pants!”
I glanced down and squealed, covering my giggle when I saw he wasn’t exaggerating.
“Come on.” Nyx took my hand and helped me up. “We can’t do anything until the morning, so let’s get away from these horrible things. Can you shift?”
I lost my smile, shaking my head.
“Then lean on me.”
Nyx wrapped me up in his arms, beginning the long trek back to the little frond hut.
I appreciated the lengthy silent walk because it gave me the time I needed to make up my mind.
“Sorry for the rough accommodations,” he said, helping me down onto the bed. “I wanted to take you off the grounds entirely but who knows if we’d be any safer beyond the gates. Not all the comments on Nia’s video were supportive... or kind... or sane.” Nyx looked back toward the door. “You rest some more while I hunt down some food for us. Won’t be much but I make a delicious spit-roasted rabbit.”
A gentle grip on his wrist stopped him. “Before you go running off to be a rabbit’s worst nightmare, I was wondering if we should do it now or later? Because if you’re not that bothered about candles and shit, we can do it now.”
Confusion, then understanding broke on his handsome face with blown brows and wide eyes. “Wait, are you for real? You want me even with this?” Nyx motioned to his covered forehead. “What could be least sexy than a guy with prick stamped on his face with rainbow bubble letters?”
“I don’t know, I think it’s plenty sexy,” I purred. “With your long hair, diamond stud, and that black bandana, you’re like a hot, roguish pirate.”
“I see,” he said, rocking back on his heels. “Well... this changes everything.”
Nyx’s lips crashed on mine.
We went at each other like wild animals—devouring each other’s mouths.
Lifting me up, Nyx tossed us both on the springy, leafy bed. Sinking in the moss—faint scents of earth, cedar, pine, and Nyx enveloped me. Towering over me, the look on his face as he soaked me in made me doubly, triply, and quadruply grateful he couldn’t see me blush.
“Gods, you’re gorgeous. Like sex and ruthlessness rolled in dough, deep-fried, and dipped in hazelnut chocolate.”
I giggled. “Is that a Black thing?”
“That’s a my-favorite-treat thing.” I shivered as he sliced clean through torn and ragged clothes. “I’m going to devour you whole, girl. I don’t know where you’re ranking me on your favorite-fated-mates list, but I’m about to be number one.”
I couldn’t stop laughing even as I rolled my eyes. Amazing that Nyx even coaxed a laugh out of me after the events of that morning, but that he couldn’t get me to stop—was nothing short of a miracle.
I shot into his arms, moaning as he finally captured my lips. Nyx molded me to him—fitting our bodies together like puzzle pieces.
My hands were everywhere. Stroking his chest. Tangling in his waves. Memorizing every dip and curve. All of him was hard to my touch, but yielding to my pressure—wanting to give in to me as badly as I did for him.
He nipped my lips, demanding entrance. The sweet perfection of our tongues tangling weakened my knees. He was the only thing keeping me up—holding me firm to him, wrapping my legs around his waist, moving his hardness between my middle.
He broke free and laid me down. Fingers tracing down my body, a trail of goose bumps followed his path, as though my very skin was reaching out to keep him.
Finding his home, Nyx kissed the inside of my ankle, making me shiver. My skin was alive like it’d never been before. I was acutely aware of the moss tickling my back, the glow of the starry moonless night peeking through the leaf roof, and our shadows moving in the darkness.
Nyx skated up my thigh, his lips following in his hands’ wake. Little whimpers escaped my mouth under his tender, nipping kisses.
I grasped his shoulders and tugged him down, indulging in another sinfully delicious kiss. He bit my lips, enticing a squeak, then kissed me soft. Returning to his explorations, Nyx found the valley of my breasts, buried his head between them, and groaned.
“Kill me,” he moaned. Nyx arched my back, displaying my rounded mounds and their hardening peaks for his pleasure. “Kill me now because I’ll never be happier than this.”
I bit my lip, holding back my grin. Yeah, it was easy to see why Nyx made me smile.
If I expected him to do more, he surprised me. Nyx left my breasts alone and cold—continuing his journey. Anticipation rose as he spread my knees apart.