Page 127 of The Powers of Nyx

The taste of him burst across my tongue, almost tinged in his usual minty scent. It made me moan as I sucked the head into my mouth before letting it pop free.

Adrian’s low groan filled the quiet bathroom, his breath quickening as I let my tongue trace one of the long veins lining the underside of his shaft. “Fuck, Ivy, you’re going to kill me with this.”

I reached the head and pressed a kiss to his slit. “I know,” I replied, circling the tip with my tongue as another groan left his lips. “I can’t believe I have this effect on you.” The words hung in the air between us; I hadn’t meant to say them aloud, and now I couldn’t take them back. My cheeks burned red as I sat back on my heels.

“Ivy.” My name came out on a breath, and then his hand was cupping the back of my head, urging me to stand. Our mouths crashed together, his tongue diving between my lips and dancing with my own. I captured his cock in my hands and slowly strokedthe length of the shaft, each throbbing twitch it gave pulsing through me.

Adrian pulled his lips away from mine with a gasp. “Fuck.”

I swiped my thumb over his slit and bit my bottom lip as he shuddered. “What do you need?”

He dragged his hand over my hair before cupping my cheek. “What I need is for you to never doubt the way I feel for you. Ever. You have no idea the power you wield over me. How badly I ache for you every second of every day, Ivy Wilson.”

I inhaled shakily, and stopped stroking him, but I didn’t let go. I couldn’t help but feel...powerful, as we stood there—Adrian at my mercy, his throbbing cock heavy in my hands, his declaration only for my ears.

Adrian lifted his hand and cupped my other cheek before leaning down and pressing another kiss to my forehead, then one to my lips. “Do you finally understand me?” he asked, voice low. Our eyes met, and the bond flared.

I swallowed and gave him a shallow nod.

“You’re in control, Sweetheart. Show me how you take it,” he murmured.

A shiver worked its way down my spine as I dropped to my knees again with a new sense of confidence. Adrian’s green eyes darkened as he watched me, bottom lip pulled between his teeth, cheeks pink.

He was beautiful, almost too perfect. My Prince Charming.

I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him down until I choked. My hands moved at a steady pace stroking the rest of the length I couldn’t take. Through the bond, his control slipped. The barriers around his thoughts dropped, and his control was almost mine.

Moaning around his shaft, my own need rose. Adrian hissed in pleasure as I bobbed my head, his hand moving to cup the back of my head, not pushing me, but rather guiding me. Irelaxed my throat as Elias had instructed and took him as far as I could before swallowing. I needed him to feel the same kind of pleasure he had made me feel.

I needed him to know that I believed him.

His cock twitched as I let him pop out of my mouth. I circled my tongue around the head, licking up his precum eagerly. The sound of his breaths filled the bathroom, sharp and hard.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. Just like that,” he murmured, his voice laced with desire. I peered up at him through my lashes and smiled as he groaned again. Adrian threw his head back as I licked the length of him, my name becoming a prayer on his lips as I swallowed him again. “I knew you could take me. You’re doing so well.”

His praise went straight to my throbbing core, and I clenched around nothing as I continued to give him my attention. I worked up to a climax just from his words, from the way his body responded to me. It felt liberating and powerful. I released him with one hand, moving it down to the apex of my thighs.

I grinned at the warning swell of his impending orgasm, relaxing my throat and taking him deeper.

“Ivy, fuck, I’m going to come, Sweetheart,” he said through gritted teeth, releasing my head to grip the sink. “I’m going to come in your mouth, and you’re going to take it. I know you can take it.”

I made a humming sound of agreement. His cock hardened, and then he exploded; salty cum trickled down my chin as he finished in my mouth, and I swallowed. His cock throbbed heavily in my hand as I worked him through his climax, rubbing myself through my jeans and taking myself over the edge as he fell free from my lips.

Our harsh breaths filled the bathroom as I rested my forehead against his thigh. His fingers were gentle as he ran them throughmy hair, his praises a whisper that sent a warm tingle through me.

“You’re a mess now, Sweetheart,” he murmured, tilting my head up to meet his gaze. “We should clean up before we go back to the suite.”

I chuckled lightly as he helped me stand. My magic settled in my chest, and our bond had a brightness to it that gave me a new kind of hope, one we both needed.

“Are you feeling better, at least?” I asked, leaning into his chest.

Adrian’s eyes were bright as they met mine, and the half-smile he gave me was lazy and sweet. “My mate just gave me a fantastic blow job. I think that’s more than just ‘feeling better’,” he teased.

Despite the fact that I was a mess, he still pressed a kiss to my mouth, his lips lingering a moment. “I love you,” he murmured, brushing another kiss on my nose.

My heart squeezed. “I love you, too,” I whispered, eyes burning, the truth of it so clear in my chest. “I love you, more than you’ll ever know.”

Adrian’s eyes shone with tears as he dropped his forehead to mine. “I’m so ready for our fucking future here.”

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