Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Her eyes spring open, and she clasps my face. “Don’t you dare stop. It’s too much in a good way.”
Smiling, I capture her mouth again, and she locks her arms around my neck. I have no clue the time that elapses. It could be seconds or hours, but I fuck Nyssa like I’ve never fucked a living creature before.
Nyssa bucks and arches and bites down hard on my lip as she comes. The feel of her rippling is my downfall, and my orgasm rips through me, pleasure as hot as the Crimson River flooding my veins.
“Fuck,” I rasp out, my head dropping to Nyssa’s shoulder in what feels like a never-ending tidal wave of pleasure. It’s so forceful, I lose sense of anything around me, other than the pulses of euphoria that cause my hips to continue bucking against her.
“It’s not stopping,” Nyssa moans as she clings to me. Through our connection, I feel her pleasure still raging, and I think it’s causing mine to do the same.
I force myself to stop moving and pull my weight off her a bit. I look down to find this beautiful woman absolutely wrecked. I can see it in the slackness of her face, the flush of pleasure across her breasts, and the dreaminess in her eyes.
Pride swells within that I did that to her.
She focuses a bit, eyes clearing. “Are you smug right now?”
“A little,” I admit. She would be smug too if she knew that shredded me from the inside out. I kiss her mouth softly. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“Not at all. But, um… I’ve never…”
Her words trail off, and my eyes flare. “You’ve never had an orgasm?”
“Yes, I’ve had an orgasm,” she snaps but then lets out a soft sigh of embarrassed admission. “But not unless I helped myself get there. And never one that forceful. Did you use magic?”
“I didn’t use magic,” I assure her. “And you must have had some shitty lovers.”
“Another understatement,” she says with a faint smile.
She looks slightly broken—not by me, but perhaps by memories. I want to probe and find out what was so horrible, but I don’t. Not really my business, and it doesn’t change anything we just did or will do again.
But we do need to talk about something. “I could have thrown you in the river, Nyssa. You have to promise not to defy my orders again. My rage can sometimes be uncontrollable.”
She frowns. “Would you have really?”
“I almost did.” Fuck if there weren’t a few seconds there when I was almost blind with the fury over her getting herself into that predicament. “I’m volatile. All Dark Fae are, and sometimes extreme emotion outweighs common sense. Don’t put me in that position again.”
“I’ll try,” she says quietly, gaze sliding away.
“I’m serious, Nyssa. Don’t let me be the cause of your demise. Promise me.”
Her eyes snap back to me and she glares. “I can’t promise something that I don’t give two shits about. I don’t give a fuck if you throw me in the river.”
I’m shocked, but I keep my expression neutral. “You don’t mean that.”
She pushes at my chest, but I don’t budge. “Get off me.”
Christ, I hate the pleading tone in her voice, especially since I’m still buried deep inside her and could fuck her again right now if she wanted me to.
Reluctantly, I roll to the side. She slips off the bed away from me and strides into the bathing area. I watch as she turns on the water and then with angry, jerky movements, she ties her hair on top of her head with a piece of leather.
“Nyssa.” She refuses to look at me. I bend distance to her, and she jumps when my hands go to her shoulders to turn her my way. Her body tenses. “You cannot want to go into the Crimson River. It’s eternal torment.”
“Then don’t throw me in,” she snaps.
“Don’t piss me off,” I retort.
“Then don’t—”
I kiss her, guaranteed to shut her up. I’m greatly satisfied that when I pull back, she looks like I’d just knocked her over the head with a brick. “I’m trying to keep you safe, Nyssa. This is your life now. I need you to adjust so you stay safe.”
Her gaze drops briefly before lifting right back up with a sigh. “I know. And I’m sorry. I won’t stray where I’m not supposed to.”
Relief makes my legs feel like jelly. I hadn’t realized how important it was for her to say that just now. I don’t think I’d harm her, but I don’t want to put it to the test again.
Another kiss, softer this time, my hand pressed to her cheek. “Let’s take a bath.”
Her eyes move to the arches of my wings. “Can you get in the bath with those things?”
Chuckling, I pick her up and move to the edge, stepping into the water with her. “I’ll show you.”