My legs wrapped around his waist trying to force him in deeper. My hips met his rhythm, chasing friction, but he only grinned down at me, maddeningly patient.
“Say it,” he breathed against my throat. “Let them hear you.”
The next thrust had more power behind it, angled just enough to brush against something deep and perfect. My breath hitched as pleasure pulsed sharply through me.
Another thrust had my eyes fluttering as I moaned loudly now, too far gone to care. When he angled his hips again,grinding deep enough to make my toes curl, the words broke from my throat like a dam giving way.
“Niz, fuck!”
His mouth crashed down on mine in a wild, claiming kiss that stole what little air I had left.
“There she is,” he growled, voice pure fire. “There’s My Fire. Stars, you’re perfect like this. Loud, wild, andmine.”
He didn’t hold back after that. His rhythm turned relentless, every thrust driving deep, his hands anchoring my hips as he fucked me like his primal instincts were taking over. I couldn’t think or care about anything outside of the joining of our bodies. I felt pleasure through every inch of my tingling body with every sound he tore from my lips.
When I finally shattered beneath him again, it was with his name a scream in my mouth and stars exploding behind my eyes.
My body sagged against the bed as if my bones had melted while my heart beat in a wild, fluttering rhythm that couldn’t decide if it was overwhelmed or just… completely, utterly wrecked.
His skin was damp and hot against mine, his heart a thunderous beat beneath the lean planes of his chest.
“Still with me?” he murmured, his lips ghosting the curve of my jaw.
“Barely,” I breathed, burying my face into the side of his neck. “I think my soul might’ve left my body back there for a second.”
“Mmm,” he hummed, amusement curling through the sound. “Then my job here is done.”
His body stretched out beside mine, an arm looping beneath my shoulders, the other hand tracing lazy, featherlight circles across my lower back. The sheets were cool under my spine, buthis warmth chased away any lingering chill from the night air flowing from the balcony.
A long moment passed in comfortable silence before he broke it.
“You know,” he said slowly, “I was thinking… one day, I’m going to take you in the ass.”
I choked on a laugh, shoving lightly at his shoulder. “Romantic,” I deadpanned, tilting my head toward him.
“Hey,” he grinned, unabashed. “It’ll belovinglyin the ass. A gift, really. But you’ll need to be warmed up for that kind of generosity.”
I smirked, teeth catching my bottom lip as I turned onto my side to face him more fully. “Bit too late for that if you were hoping to be first.”
He stilled.
“…What?” His voice pitched up ever so slightly, just enough to make my grin grow.
I tapped a finger to his chest. “Steele already beat you to it. Bastian said you guys were listening the other night, so I’m shocked you didn’t realize.”
Niz gasped, the sound vibrating with equal parts mock horror and wounded pride. He threw an arm dramatically across his eyes.
“Betrayal,” he groaned. “Fromyou? Withhim? I thought we had something sacred.”
I laughed and his arm dropped as he shifted to hover above me again, mouth already pressing a warm trail of kisses along my neck.
“Well then,” he murmured against my skin, “I guess it’s a competition now.”
“Oh?” I asked, arching a brow as his teeth grazed the shell of my ear.
He chuckled low, wicked and promising. “Mmhm. To see who can make it the best for you. This has turned into a long game, sweetheart. May the best man win.”
“Stars, help my body,” I whispered, already breathless from the thought.
