Aziel kissed her deeply before he whispered against her swollen lips. “I love you.” He rolled his hips forward, unable to control himself any longer. He’d been patient. He’d maintained a calculated distance, all of that patience was gone the momentshe spread her legs wider. He pulled back, leaving only the tip inside of her, body shuddering at the desperation in her soft noises. There was not a moment for her to beg. Because as soon as that first sound of a plea passed her lips, Aziel was thrusting into her with such force that her back bowed.
A moan ripped from his chest, the image of her coming undone underneath him driving him on as he fucked her. It was not slow, but each glide of his cock was intentional and precise. He lifted her off the vanity, the weight of her body pushing down against him as he carried her out of the washroom. Nymiria panted against his neck, her nails digging into his flesh when her back collided with the wall. Arms hooked under her knees, Aziel drove into her again.
White exploded behind Nymiria’s closed eyes, her body unable to do anything other than release a sharp gasp at the new sensation. The length of him plunged in and out of her, filling the room with the most indecorous sounds she’d ever heard in her life. She was so full of him that each time he retracted, it left a vast emptiness in his wake. His face was clouded with unbridled desire, as if something entirely primal had taken hold of him.
With each of his thrusts, he brought the weight of her down against him, forcing her to match his rhythm. Her legs felt lifeless, her whole body consumed by the pleasure he brought her.
So deep.
Sofucking deepthat he became everything.
“I love you.” She said, each word punctuated with the snap of his hips. “I love you. I love you.”
Aziel groaned, his head falling forward. The bruising force at which he claimed her lips only made her sink her nails deeper into his skin. He swallowed each of her moans, his thrusts growing wilder and wilder with each one that moved through her chest.
And then the room was moving again, cold air rushing over the length of her spine. She was on the bed in an instant. She opened her eyes, heart pounding as she admired the glistening of his skin and the ripple of his muscles. His cock was in his hand, long and deft fingers moving her wetness over his length. “You are so fucking perfect.” His voice was strained, the veins in his arm protruding as he pleasured himself. Nymiria wanted to reach between her own legs and fill that void—to relieve the overwhelming emptiness inside of her. But Aziel already knew what she wanted. There was a menacing gleam in his eyes, a look that had her thighs and her sex clenching around nothing.
He lowered himself between her legs. Nymiria drew in a ragged breath, heart stuttering when his breath ghosted over the metal pierced through her skin. His eyes still hadn’t left hers, his lips slowly inching closer to the part of her that was pulsing with desire. Still propped up on her hands and rolled her hips forward, sensitive flesh ghosting his swollen lips. His fingers dug deeper into the inside of her legs, pushing her further apart, making it far more difficult for her to move. She attempted the same move again, but could only awkwardly push her hips down.
He smirked, watching her frustration for a moment longer before he leaned forward and pressed a kiss against her piercing. Nymiria’s hips jerked, her body arching back. Though it was such a light touch, she felt it throughout her body, that desperate ache growing.
Before she could form a coherent thought, his mouth was upon her—kissing, tasting, praising the wetness between her thighs. She gasped, watching as his tongue rolled over her clit, as it dipped into her opening. Pleasure pulsed through her belly, spilling out into her limbs in violent, hot waves. When his grip on her thighs loosened, she found herself pushing into him, begging to be closer and begging for more. He buried his facedeeper into her cunt, his own groan of pleasure filling the air when she rocked against his face.
“Please,” she rasped. “I want you.”
One final swirl of his tongue over her clit and Aziel was on his feet again, flipping her over so swiftly that she squealed. She pushed up onto her knees just as he gripped her, positioning her body so that her hips were level with the edge of the bed. Nymiria’s whole body rocked forward when he entered her. Her hands fisted the sheets, a curse flying from her lips. He didn’t give her a single moment to center herself. His piercings moved over a place inside of her that had constellations forming in her vision.
Aziel’s fingers brushed her hair away from her face, teeth sinking into his lip as he watched her face contort with pleasure. “Gods, look at you.” He whispered, the glide of his cock growing slower.
He watched himself move in and out of her, fingers massaging both pert globes of her ass. Nymiria rocked back against him, forcing him all the way in. Aziel shuddered, his head falling back as she did it again. And again. “That’s it,” he hissed. Nymiria moaned at the sound of his voice, his praises washing over her like the caress of phantom hands, moving along her spine and down in between her legs. “Take it—take it all.”
Nymiria’s movements became more sporadic and less calculated with each brush of his piercings against that spot inside of her. Aziel felt her walls contract around him, swearing under his breath as he pulled her flush against his body. Her eyes fluttered open—the pounding of her heart and the pull of her breaths synchronizing—and looked into the mirror on the other side of the bed.
He’d once undressed her there, making her watch as he touched and kissed parts of her body that not even Owen hadseen. He’d looked at her as if she were a work of art. And now, as his lips grazed over the shell of her ear and his gaze followed hers in the reflection, she watched him fuck her.
“Let me make you mine.” He pleaded. Nymiria nodded, groaning when the hand that was securing her waist slid between her spread thighs. His fingers found her clit immediately, easy strokes drawing the most frantic noises from her that she’d ever heard. She felt the pressure of his incisors against her neck, sinking deeper and deeper until they popped through the skin.
Her whole body went rigid, her mouth falling open into a silent scream. Her climax slammed into her with such force that she couldn’t even breathe. Waves of pleasure flooded her, clouding her senses. When he tore his teeth away from her neck, she watched in awe as thin lines of blood spilled down her shoulder and over her breast.
Aziel turned her over, hips secured in his hands, and leaned forward. He sucked the blood from her breast, using his tongue to follow the line all the way up to her neck again. Another wave of that fire consumed her, hands gripping and pulling as she brought him down.
She kissed the unblemished skin below his chin, teeth grazing over the spot she’d used as a target for her fist so many months ago. And then she claimed him. Without regret, without a second thought, she plunged her teeth into him. Her mind and body were entirely disconnected. The primal powers and the nature of her being had taken over, her ears only hearing his moans as she latched on to him.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Her hips lifted, head falling back into the mattress. Aziel’s pace had grown frantic, his hips stuttering as he took her chinbetween his fingers and kissed her again. “I’m yours.” He said. “I’myours. And you are mine.”
Nymiria nodded, brushing the hair away from his eyes. Though spent and weakened by the force of her climax, her body moved with his. “I’m yours.” She replied breathlessly.
Aziel came with an unnatural growl, his hands fisting the sheets on either side of her head. She felt him pulsing inside of her, felt the rush of his euphoria coursing through her body, mingling with the aftershock of her own.
He kissed her again.
And again.
