Page 48 of Gift from the Nexus

Control of his body, control of this moment, control of our bonding.

He’s giving it to me. Willingly.

I don’t waste another second, gasping as I slam myself down on his dick. The delicious stretch, the balance between pain and pleasure that I enjoy so thoroughly, causes air to get stuck in my lungs. Fuck, it’s so unbelievably deep in this position.

“There you go, baby, take all of me. Now rock your hips back and forth. Find your rhythm, find what feels good.”

Just sitting on him feels divine, but I do as I’m told and let my hips rock in motion with his guiding hands, moaning as friction builds against my clit with every shift. It feels so good I can’t keep my eyes open as I pick up speed, grinding myself against him faster and faster.

“Eyes on me, princess.”

Without any say so from me, my lids snap open and collide with the burning amber of his. The lust, the pleasure written across his face is almost my undoing. To know I’m bringing him this much satisfaction makes confidence bloom within me, and experimentally, I lift myself off his cock, then bounce up and down, screaming out as the overwhelming stimulation sends delicious pins and needles through every single nerve ending.

“That’s it, just like that. Fuck, you’re so beautiful bouncing on my cock. Look at how perfect I fit inside you.”

Pinching my chin, he tilts my face down, and I lean back a little so I can see, and I have to admit, it’s by far the sexiestsight I’ve ever seen in my life. Watching one of my men move in and out of my body is the purest, most intimate thing I’ve ever witnessed. It has more of my arousal gushing out of me, causing him to sink even deeper.

Every dirty, praise-filled command that falls from his mouth, I listen to. Every mutter of how perfect my pussy feels, how amazing I’m doing, and how fucking good I’m making him feel, increases my desire tenfold and I take my pleasure as he restrains himself, letting me have this moment to do as I please.

My bond is begging for me to let it go and my heart swells with that desire. But there’s tension building in him. His gift pushes against his skin beneath my fingertips, and the random subtle breezes that blow my hair out of my face is his element trying to break free.

He wants to lock them all down, but I want them to devour me.

“Let go, Corentin. Let go of everything.”

With a moan of my name, he does.

My command snaps the chains off his cages, and with a punishing grip on my ass cheeks, he lifts me up and pounds into me like it’s been torturing him to wait on my say so. I fall forward, catching myself on the headboard, and his mouth latches on to my nipple, pulling a scream from my throat that has him fucking me harder, deeper.

Suddenly, his gift flares to life between us, causing our bodies to become pure beacons of light, shining brighter than any star in the night sky. I hear the chaos slinging around his room, his element surrounding us in a vortex of air, destroying everything.

Yet, nothing about this feels destructive.

The sound of our bodies slamming together drowns out the noise around us, and I give myself over to the phenomena of all things him.

His gift skims across my body, creating a gentle glow that seems to outshine the blinding light around us. Bringing with it a buzzing to my skin that has me vibrating from the inside out. His air element swirls around me, cooling the rising temperature of my feverish desire while tweaking and teasing my nipples, my clit, and it’s to the point just those sensations alone are going to make me come.

He’s everywhere. His hands are all over my body, his eyes stay locked on mine, his gift, his element, clings to me like an extension of myself, and I’m dying to finally become one with him.

His hand reaches around to the back of my neck and pulls me down into a blistering kiss, and when he pulls away, there’s a dazzling smile on his face that nearly takes my breath away.

“Come for me, princess.”

Laying his hand across my heart, ordering my soul to merge with his, I scream out in ecstasy and our bonds pour out, colliding together like a hurricane hits the land. The connection snaps in place with a desperate need to find its home, settling quickly between us as we come down from that epitome of release.

Gazing at the beaming light between us, my eyes water at the sight. Like the clear skies after a brutal storm is the brightest blue, more like azure, I’ve ever seen, and a sense of relaxing calm sweeps through me. When the light begins to dim, I follow the small wisp of a string as it retreats into his heart, laying my head on his chest.

“Willow,” Corentin whispers in a soft voice. The tone’s so soothing, I burrow down even further into him. “You’re the air I breathe, princess. I’d suffocate without you. You’re my peace, my home, and wherever you are is where I want to be. Forever.”

Tilting my head up, he kisses me softly, slowly, letting his action speak louder than his words.

“I’m forever yours, your highness.”

Humming, he flips us over in the blink of an eye, and I feel his cock twitch where it’s still buried inside of me and a groan falls from my lips, my body already primed and ready for the frenzy the bonding is about to send us into.

Just as he leans in for a much more devouring kiss than the one he just graced me with, beneath us, the bed frame shatters to bits, falling fast to the floor, and everything that was floating midair comes crashing down, and he covers my body completely with his, protecting me from everything falling from the ceiling.

There’s a beat of silence. The only sound is the startled pounding of our hearts before we both burst out in laughter, turning our heads around to get a look at the destruction.

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