After that I forgot everything except living in the moment. Up until this point I’d been somewhat submissive with Reece since sex was not an expertise of mine, but I was done with that now, wanting to take back some control.
Tightening my legs around his waist, I adjusted the position of my hands, preparing to move. Reece figured out what I was doing a split second before I shifted, and even though he attempted to counter—to keep me locked under his grip—he was too late.
Spinning our positions, I used a cross-armed hold to keep him pinned under me, and despite my disadvantages of size and reach, I managed to slide onto his body, riding that hard length as I chased my next orgasm.
"I am not submissive to you, Reece," I rumbled against his mouth, then bit down on his lush bottom lip, drawing the flesh into my mouth and pressing hard enough that if he hadn’t been a god with a god's strength, I would have broken his skin. "If this is going to work, it has to include mutual respect."
We were talking—okay I was talking and his eyes were darkening—and yet neither of us missed a beat in the fucking. My lower half was a mass of raging energy, an orgasm so close, but this time I refused to allow myself to fall into that pleasure. Not until I had my answer.
Reece’s powerful body surged up under me, his control over the sands giving him the angle needed to slam into me, and as I came down to meet him as well, there was a tremble in my thighs that told me I was going to explode very soon.
"Dammit, Reece! Meet me— Holy fuck," I choked in some air. "Meet me half… way."
"All the way, Lale," he murmured, his voice as hard as the cock driving into me. "I don't do anything halfway, which you’ll find out very soon."
I couldn't stop the cry spilling from my lips as he sent me over the edge again. I knew I'd lost that round, but I wouldn't beat myself up over it. There were going to be many more rounds.
A fact that filled me with both anticipation and dread.
Hate-fucking or not, I had to be able to walk away when it was all over.
I’d already left a broken heart in this desert once before, and I couldn’t do it again.
Whatever happened between us, I needed to protect myself.
It was the only way to keep my reborn world intact.
24
By the time I was coming for the fourth—fifth?—time, exhaustion had its hold on me, and despite my attempt at dominance, the desert god was just too powerful for me to best.
At least not this moon.
I might still have my seat on top, but we both knew who held all the control.
His eyes darkened as the stars and planets swirled in their depths, and when he finally came again, the fire that burned between us soared higher. It felt like the flames that had been burning under my skin for months were finally freed. I had no physical fire like Mera, instead mine was an internal Nexus flame that never went out.
In the midst of my pleasure, my wings sprang free without any command from me. As I collapsed onto Reece’s chest, his arms closed around me, and I felt him stroke my feathers. Almost as if he needed to reassure himself that I was really here with him. Of course, that moment was over as quickly as it began when his hold loosened and he wrapped his hands around my biceps, lifting me up and off him. My wings retracted in the same beat.
It took forever for that slow slide of his cock to leave my body, and as he’d stated earlier, he was still hard. Veins pulsed up the sides, leading to the thick head, which was darker than the rest of him. The evidence of our pleasures glistened along the length, and I was tempted to lean over and run my tongue across him because, apparently, I was just fucked up like that when it came to Reece.
Fucked in all ways.
"Keep looking at my cock like that, Angel, and you will be riding it again."
That warning snapped me out of whatever trance I was under, and I shook my head to clear it while pushing myself up to stand on shaky legs. A quick glace around told me that my tunic and pants were nowhere in sight. Actually, even Reece’s clothes were missing.
“You tore them to pieces,” he said drily, noticing my search.
Closing my eyes, I was hit with memories of the frenzy I’d felt. I’d been out of control, filled with burning need. Need that was rising again, until I managed to push it away.
"No one can know what we're doing," I reminded him once I got myself under control, “which obviously means we can’t wander into the tent naked and covered in the fluids of… yeah.”
His smile was slow, gaze lingering on my mouth before it slowly rose and trapped me in its intensity. “I enjoy seeing you covered in my essence, Lale. Maybe I will keep you like that.”
Before I could shout atthis frustrating godone more time, his sands tightened around us to form a heavy barrier, blocking my view of the deserts. No one could see us cocooned like this, and I'd forgotten how safe I felt enveloped in Reece's power.
I'd forgotten a lot of things or, at least, convinced myself that I remembered incorrectly. Like the spice of his taste, how it drew me in and addicted me. Made me want him again, even though I was barely standing from the last sex session.
