I snaked my hand to grip the back of his head, missing the feel of his hair in my hands. The pure adoration and longing that gazed back at me in his bright amber eyes seemed to possess me. I growled in my chest and jerked him closer to me. We both fell into a kiss that felt more powerful than anything that had existed between us before.
I could have imploded from the simple feel of his lips against mine.
Onyx groaned, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth, claiming me without hesitation.
I pressed my chest against his, needing to be close to him. Running my hands up his torso, I stiffened at the rippling muscle he’d put on over the years. It was a silly thought, considering it had been over ten years and we were well into our twenties, but he was no longer the boy I’d fallen so hard for. He’d become aman. And gods, I wished I could claim him as mine.
Onyx’s fingertips exploring my body magnified my magic flowing through my veins, igniting me. His lips and tongue had me weakening at my knees, while simultaneously wanting to pin him beneath me and make him submit.
The beautiful thing about Onyx was that he knew my tongue was nonexistent, and I couldn’t reciprocate with that. There was no awkwardness or insecurity about it. In fact, he’d always taken it upon himself to go above and beyond with his mouth in the past in spite of that.
Onyx clutched onto the side of my neck as I nipped his lips before pushing his head to the side, none too gently, pressing fervent kisses along the column of his neck. I grabbed his wrist and moved it so he cupped my cock with his palm.
“You’re so perfect, Cotton,” he moaned as I gripped his hair between my fingers, holding him in place as I familiarized myself again with his body.
“Only for you,”I said to him as I trailed my hand down his chest and stomach to massage his hardness pushing through his pants. I leaned my body weight into him, returning my lips to his as I guided him to the bed only a few feet away.
But when the back of Onyx’s knees hit the side of it, he roughly spun us around to where our positions were swapped. I stood, leaning against the edge to steady myself. Onyx dropped to his knees, unbuttoning my cargos in haste and pushing them down.
He rubbed me through my boxers, kissing my length through the fabric before he slid his fingers beneath the waistband to remove them.
A bang on the door cut through the room, leaving Onyx’s fingers caught in the waistband and my hand tangled in his hair, both of us breathless. Suspended in a haze, we froze, waiting to see if the knock came again. The effects from the alcohol still buzzed through my body, and my heart nearly burst from my chest having Onyx so close to me again.
Onyx glanced up at me and smiled, the knock seemingly being aone-time thing. He continued to push my boxers down, holding my gaze as he did. “A lot of shit has changed over the years. And I’ve been dying to show you.”
The cool air brushed against my cock’s skin, but Onyx didn’t waste time taking it in his fist at the base and stroking it in a slow and agonizing motion. “I know you like it when I do this,” he whispered before he glided his tongue along my shaft. “But remember this?” He wrapped his lips around the head and sucked, all while he flicked and massaged the most sensitive part of me.
My knees buckled. It had been several months since anyone sucked me off. I moaned, tugging his hair to leverage myself as I thrust my hips forward to feed him the rest of me. I knew he could take it.
And he did with ease.“Fucking gods above…”I spoke into his mind.
Onyx took me all the way to the base, letting his teeth gently scrape against me in the way he knew I liked. My vision nearly went black from the euphoria as he bobbed up and down my length, working me until I was close to coming.
With my fingers still latched onto his thick hair, I snatched his head back. He smiled that sinful smile of his.
“Get up.”
Complying, he rose to his feet. And just as I was about to toss him face down on the bed, the beating on the door burst through the room once again.
We both panted, lost for oxygen. I needed to be inside him.
For fuck’s sake, what could be so important right now?
“Forgive me for the disturbance at this late hour, but it’s important,” a deep voice with a strange accent said from the other side of the door.
I dragged my fingertips from Onyx’s hair and clutched onto the bedding, squeezing it so hard my knuckles turned white. I let my legs give way for the mattress to catch me.
Onyx appeared just as frustrated as he laced his fingers at theback of his head, walking in small circles before me. “What the fuck could be so important at this time? It’s the middle of the night,” he whispered to me. “We’re clearly not under attack.”
I exhaled, ruffling my hair to set it somewhat naturally as I pulled my clothes back on. I made for the door, but stopped only a few steps in and turned, making a beeline for Onyx. I seized the back of his neck and pulled him in for a slow but hard kiss.“I’m not done with you yet, Valor.”
“Good,” he replied lowly, “because I wasn’t gonna let you get away a second time.”
I kissed his forehead before striding back to the door—adjusting myself just before I did, of course. On the other side, I was greeted by a solemn Druid, who stood awkwardly with his fist raised to knock once more.
“I am deeply sorry for the intrusion, but the High Mage has requested your presence. He insists it’s a matter of urgency.” His hair hung down to his shoulders, a deep shade of black, and he had a beautiful complexion that reminded me of a lively oak tree.
I nodded, my adrenaline spiking.“All right, I’ll be right there.”
