Page 185 of The Queen of Nyx


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My cheeks burned, but not out of embarrassment for being caught staring. Stepping towards him, I pulled off my shirt. As it fell to the ground, I enjoyed the way his eyes zeroed in on my chest. If there was one change I was certain of with my body, it was how firm my breasts were becoming.

And he most definitely liked what he was seeing if the twitch of his cock was anything to go by.

Hawk let out a shaky breath before meeting my stare, hands fisted at his side. “You’ll be the death of me.”

“That’s a promise I’ll make if you break yours,” I replied, moving towards him. “Now, get on the bed.”

His lips quirked in a smile, but the half-Fae male did as he was told, sitting on the edge.

“Lie down,” I added, stopping in front of him. “You’re not controlling this.”

I watched his skin prickle with a shiver. “Yes, my Queen,” he murmured, running his eyes down my body again before shifting so he was lying back against the pillows.

It was strange having him do everything I told him; I kept expecting some pushback, but the male followed every command perfectly. He didn’t even touch himself.

If I had access to my magic, I imagined it would be purring within me. Enjoying his devotion.

As soon as I crawled onto the bed, Hawk sucked in a breath, tensing as I stopped beside him. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched his cock twitch and bounce up to his stomach.

“How badly do you want me?” I asked curiously, skimming my fingers up his thighs. The male was shavedthoroughly. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever seen such a hairless man before. It likely had something to do with aerodynamics and his flying, but he was so smooth, skin like silk beneathmy fingertips.

Hawk groaned, leaning back on his elbows. “Too fucking much,” he said through gritted teeth. Again, his dick twitched, precum beading at the tip.

Oh, this was too much fun.

What would it be like to watch him come without me even touching him?

The thought had my heart racing, arousal pooling between my thighs. It was so, so tempting.

I stopped at the dip of his hips, just shy of his shaft. “You know I want to tease you, right?” I said, looking from his cock to his face. “Want to torture you a little?”

Hawk’s jaw ticked. Would he deny me? Would he push back?

I wouldn’t mind it if he did. But getting to do whatever I wanted to him was too much fun.

“I am yours,” he said through gritted teeth. “Torture me all you want, Princess.”

I laughed, couldn’t stop it from bubbling free. “Maybe you really are a changed male,” I said, straddling him, enjoying the breath of relief that fell from his lips. “The old Hawk would have had me on my back by now.”

This male shifted so he was completely on his back again, hands going to my thighs. “Why would I have you on your back when I get to see your tits bounce while you ride my cock?”

Leaning down, I pressed my hands into his chest. “You and I both know what I meant by that,” I murmured, pressing my core into him. “You never would have given up control.”

“It’s a good thing I’m not him anymore,” he replied, suddenly cupping the back of my neck, the other fisting my breast. “It’s a damned good thing that I want you to be in control.”

I searched his eyes for a moment for any sign of a lie. “Why?”

“Because with you, I don’t need to be,” he admitted, leaning up. “With you, I know I can lose control. And maybethat’s why I fought you so much, Ivy Wilson. Maybe the thought of you being my control terrified me.”

Claiming his lips, I swept my tongue into his mouth. Hawk groaned, pushing into me and wrapping an arm around my middle, holding me tight against his body. For a moment, he tried to take control of the kiss, tongue pushing against mine, but when I ground my hips into his, he relented and pulled back with a gasp.

“Fuck,” he whispered, eyes bright—burning. “You keep that up, Princess, and I’ll finish first.”

“Maybe that’s what I want,” I said, pushing against his chest and grinding against him. “Maybe I want to see you come undone before you get to feel me.”

Hawk squeezed his eyes shut, jaw clenching as he fell back against the pillows. “You little torturer.”

I picked up my pace, enjoying the gentle ridges of his cock sliding against my still tender clit. But more than anything, I wanted to know what it felt to have him come undoneinsideme. I wanted to feel him lose total control.