Page 28 of The Bonds of Nyx

His canines scraped against the flesh of my throat, and he cupped one full breast in his large hand, thumb stroking my hardened nipple. “You know what will happen if we do this, Ivy?”

Chewing my lip, I shook my head.

“You will be mine,” he growled, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Until Nyx claims us. You, Ivy Wilson, will be mine.”

This time, when I shuddered, it wasn’t out of desire. It was because of the promise in his words. The knowledge that if we continued, we’d be together until a new Queen rose to take my place. He would be by my side.

“Is that what you want?” I breathed. “Me for the rest of your life?”

My heart almost stopped in my chest as I waited for his answer. For a long moment, we listened to the rustling of the forest, to the soft pattering of rain as it hit the leaves.

Elias dragged his free hand down my stomach, brushing the apex of my thigh as he gently kissed the crook of my neck. “I knew I would be yours the moment I saw you behind that desk, Angel. This isn’t a matter of whetherIwantyou. This is about whether you want someone likemeby your side for the rest of your reign.”

I turned my head to the side to take in his rough features, from the hard line of his clenched jaw to the darkness of his hooded eyes. I reached up and cupped his cheek to angle his lips in my direction. The kiss was soft and gentle, all the things I hoped he needed to feel. My gratitude for his strength and protection, my admiration for the way he treated my sisters, and my own need for him to be by my side. Because even if he was the grumpiest asshole I’d ever met, I still needed him.

Elias met the kiss with a ferocity and hunger that melted me. His arms tightened around me, pulling me flush against his strong chest. The heat of his body chased away the chill of the forest, his kiss removing any doubts about what I wanted—and needed.

“Please,” I whimpered against his lips, “I need you.”

My heart raced, crashing in my ears, and I pressed my thighs together. The hand that had once been playing with my breast slipped out from beneath my shirt, skating up the length of my body until it rested against my throat. Fire filled my veins; I arched into the feeling, into the heat trailing his fingers on my flesh, into the way he consumed me.

Elias devoured me, plunging his tongue between my teeth, attacking my mouth with a yearning that stoked the fire in my veins. It was sublime, everything I’d ever wanted: painful yet gentle, all-consuming, and passionate. His hunger fuelled the need building within me.

He pulled back finally, dark eyes on mine. “Both hands on the tree, Angel, and spread your legs.”

I swallowed a moan as I resumed my earlier position. Behind me, Elias rested a palm against my backside, massaging the flesh of my ass as he unzipped his jeans.

Over my shoulder, I watched him stroke himself. My view was hazy, but I could make out the bulbous head of his cock, the twitch of it as he stared longingly down at my exposed core.

Elias was thicker than anyone I’d been with before, his length veiny and the head of his cock rounded and pink. A wave of arousal flooded me as he wrapped his fingers around the base and stroked up to the head before angling towards my entrance.

I felt Elias brush the head of his cock along the seams of my pussy, rubbing himself in my wet desire. A low moan slipped from my lips as he finally entered me inch by inch, stretching me until I was filled with his girth.

“Oooh fuck.” My head dropped as he paused, letting me adjust to his size and the fire that accompanied him impaling me. He could tear me in half if he wanted to.

Elias pulled out until it was only the head of his cock inside me before slamming into my core. “Your pussy was made for me.” Another thrust. “Tell me how it feels, Angel. Tell me how much you love being filled up by my cock.”

The magic telling me toclaimgrew louder in my head, the need to finish the bond filling my veins. I clenched around him as my hands balled into fists where I held onto the tree. Adoration pooled in my belly with each hard thrust, as his dirty words filled my ears.

My magic, that ancient creature growing in me, reached for him. I closed my eyes, and there I could see the tether between us, a rope made of golden light binding our souls as one.

“Angel,” he warned, slowing his thrusts.

I whimpered. “Fuck, Elias.” He slammed into me with a force that made the tree shudder. I would have fallen forward if it weren’t for his strong hands gripping my hips. “You feel…so good.”

He pounded into me, fingers biting into my skin with enough force that I suspected there would be bruises in the morning. But I didn’t care.

I bowed my head as pressure built again in my core. “Fuck, I’m so close, Elias.”

Elias grunted and slowed until he was teasing, not fucking. “Not yet, Angel. You don’t get to come until I tell you to.” I bit down on a whimper at the loss of his powerful thrusts. He palmed my ass cheek before spanking me again, massaging the stinging flesh, and I clenched around him.

“Elias—” Another wave of arousal pulsated through me as he planted another stinging hit on my ass.

“Not—” He picked up his pace, pounding into me harder, the slap of skin echoing throughout the forest. “—yet.”

My magic arose, prickling against my skin. As it filled my veins and reached for Elias, I could feel the snap of somethingelse, somethingmoreas our bodies joined together as one.

“Ivy—” It was the only warning I got before he pulled me against his chest, wrapping an arm around my midsection and bringing the other to my throat. The angle changed as he continued to thrust roughly into me.

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