He grinned and guided her pelvis, grinding her clit against his groin.
“Nyte,” she moaned.
“Take your pleasure, Ember. Let me bear witness to it.”
Pushing herself up, she sat back on him, causing his cock to sink deeper. His fingers flexed, and he resisted the urge to flip her over again and take his pleasure from her body himself. No… He wanted to see her.
Ember braced her knees on the bed and rose, allowing her cunt to drag along his shaft before she lowered herself back down, taking him slow and deep. Her head dropped back, and her eyes fluttered shut as she curled her nails into his chest. “Nyte, those ridges…”
He chuckled, though the sound was shaky in the face of the ecstasy created by her deliberate movements. “That’s it, witch. Keep going.” He bucked his pelvis upward, shoving into her and making her gasp. “Look at me.”
She did as he commanded, her brow pinched with desperation.
“Good female.” He summoned a wisp of shadow to swirl around her clit. “Look at me while you take my cock into that sweet cunt.”
“Nyte…” Ember whimpered, but she didn’t look away from him.
Her breath quickened as she continued moving up and down on his cock, guided by his grip on her hips. Each time her inner walls glided over his shaft, each time she took him into her hot body, pleasure spiraled through him, and the pressure in his core intensified.
Ember’s need seemed equal to his own, for her pace soon became frantic even as the heat in her eyes grew. He matched her movements without thought, his body responding to her instinctively, feeling everything, watching everything.
Blasts of pleasure coursed through him each time she came down, making his limbs taut, followed by whispers of euphoria as she lifted up again. Every time she rose, he felt like she’d tearthe very essence of his being out if she were to slide off him. Like he’d simply cease to be if their connection was severed.
Her body was a wonder to behold. The rosy color on her skin, the bouncing and swaying of her large breasts, the silver hair brushing over her shoulders, those gleaming blue eyes. He stared as her body took in his cock again and again, as his dark length disappeared inside her only to reappear, coated in her essence. Stared, ravenous, as her cunt stretched around him.
This was a taste of the paradise mortals thought they could attain after death. This was bliss given physical form, the peak of sensation, of intimacy.
And it wasn’t enough.
Nyte wanted more, needed more. He wanted every part of Ember, to hold, to covet, to possess.
Everypart.
Chapter Fourteen
Pleasure poured into Ember’s veins like molten lava, threatening to consume her. It coiled in her belly, winding tighter and tighter, thrumming with every stroke of Nyte’s ridged cock inside her and every teasing swirl of the shadows circling her clit. And despite the burning in her thighs, she couldn’t stop.
“Come for me, witch,” Nyte growled, his claws biting into her flesh.
It should’ve hurt. She felt the warm trickle of blood where he’d broken her skin, but the pain only amplified the pleasure, reminding her of his teeth sinking into her thigh and the ecstasy that had followed.
This wasn’t normal for Ember. But nothing with Nyte was normal, was it? He was a demon, a literal creature of the night, a being who was supposed to be nothing more than myth. He was her wish and her fantasies incarnate.
So who the fuck cared about normal? She didn’t need it.
Because in this moment, he was hers.
And as Ember held his gaze and basked in the reverence shining in his eyes, she knew she was his too, if only for this little while.
Her breath came in shallow pants, and her body trembled with the need to come. She teetered on the precipice, and she felt the end nearing with every stroke of his cock.
Another wisp of shadow trailed up her arm, cool and light upon her skin, before it cradled and caressed her cheek. She turned her face toward it, but still didn’t look away from him, his command holding strong.
“Give yourself to me, Ember,” Nyte coaxed in a deep, husky voice.
Unable to withstand it any longer, she fell forward, bracing her hands to either side of his head as she continued to move upon him. Her hair fell in a curtain around them, and their ragged breaths mingled.
Nyte’s hands slid from her hips to her ass, clutching her cheeks and spreading them wide as he thrust into her. “Say you are mine.”
