Page 97 of The Bonds of Nyx

I bit my bottom lip as I did what he said. The rush of desire from his end, paired with his commands, had me so wet, so ready, I could have come then and there. His voice alone sent another shock of pleasure through me.

But I didn’t, so I sent him another image of myself, of the slow thrusts he demanded.

Fuck, his voice sounded rough through the bond.I want you to taste yourself, Angel. Take those wet fingers and lick them clean for me.

Another shiver raced through me. I was a little hesitant, but I slipped my fingers free of my core and lifted them in front of my face. They glistened with my desire; I sent him an image of that,then another as I trailed my tongue over each digit, licking each clean.

I’d never done that before. It was strange, tasting myself like that, and yet I felt a flare of warmth through the bond. I knew if he asked, I would do it again in a heartbeat. I felt myself getting wetter as he sent me an image of his throbbing cock.

Good girl, he said. You make me so hard, Angel. My cock belongs to you.

I stifled a moan as I tightened around my fingers.I wish it was you inside me, Elias.

I know, Angel. Curl those fingers up like I would. Take that other hand of yours and give your clit some attention.

My fingers curled as I dragged my other hand down my body. At the first touch of my clit, my core tightened around my fingers, warning me of my impending climax, dragging me closer to that moment.

Not yet. His voice forced me to slow and edge away from my release, and I groaned at the sudden loss of pressure.I want you to come with me. Do you have any idea what you do to me?

I’m so close, Elias, please,I begged, arching as I neared the edge again.

My cock is throbbing for you, Angel. It wants that sweet cunt of yours. Are you tight? Are you strangling your fingers like you do my dick?

I bit down on my lip to stop myself from moaning. His words plunged me into fire, awakening my magic and moulding into something docile.Yes. I’m so tight. Please, Elias.

His groan filtered down the bond.Fuck, Angel. I love it when you beg. That’s it. Keep fucking your fingers. Pinch your clit for me like a good girl.

I heeded his command. His name crossed my lips in a silent prayer.

Now you can come, Angel.

The edge of my climax appeared a moment later and with his command, I fell over the edge. My legs clamped around my arm as my pussy fluttered and tightened with the waves of my release. My whimpers were drowned out as I heard Elias’s growl, and in the next moment, he was sending me one last image of his cum painting a white-tiled wall and dripping down the head of his cock.

As the final wave of my climax washed away, my legs slackened, and I finally pulled my fingers free. Everything in my mind was quiet, the magic finally relaxed, and once again slumbered beneath my skin.

Elias?I asked, blinking tiredly up at the ceiling as exhaustion washed through me.Thank you.

You never have to thank me, my love,he murmured, gruff voice caressing me through the bond.It was my pleasure.

I could almost see his smirk in my mind.You should rest,I replied instead.I’m sorry if I kept you up.

He snorted, the sound strange through the bond, but it made it feel like he was right here beside me, and not miles away somewhere I couldn’t reach him.I am the one who propositioned you, Angel. This was good for both of us—for our bond. Sex isn’t just sex for us, so stop thinking like it is.

My cheeks flushed red.Hard not to sometimes.

I wanted to feel his hands on me, his kiss against my forehead, but I settled for the warmth of our bond tying us together.I love you, Ivy. And I will see you soon. Sleep now. The girls and Thea are safe. I’ll take care of them.

Instead of fighting it, I let the darkness creep at the edges of my vision. I sent him one last impression, this one of my feelings for him before I slipped beneath the heavy duvet and drifted into a calm sleep.

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“You’ve been ignoring me…”

Darkness surrounded me, thick and plush like a blanket, wrapping me in a strange warmth I’d never gotten from my dreams. A spicy scent tickled my nose, familiar in its warmth, yet I couldn’t place where I’d smelled it before.

I knew I was in my dreams the moment my eyes opened. The room I’d chosen at the new safe house was gone, replaced with an unfamiliar one that screamed danger. Through the sludge of shadows, I could barely make out anything other than the cocoon of warmth surrounding me.

My heart raced as I searched for the voice. I recognised it immediately.

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