Page 47 of Gift from the Nexus

I spank her two more times in rapid succession, her moans growing louder, morphing into frantic pleas, and I give in to the sound, sinking my finger deep into her soaked pussy with no warning. And she accepts it with great pleasure.

“Corentin,” she cries out, slinging her head back until her long light brown hair fans across her back.

“Yes, princess?” I ask tauntingly, slowly working my finger in and out, circling her clit with my thumb, applying just enough pressure to give her a taste but not enough to give her what she wants.

“More, please.”

I dig my teeth into my bottom lip to keep from groaning. Fuck, if she had any idea what her begging does to me. In the bedroom, for me and my brothers, she melts like butter, softens up so sweetly. It drives us fucking feral. I hope she never stops. I hope every touch I give her for the rest of our lives has her as responsive as she is at this moment.

As much as I want to drag this out, soak up all that she’s giving me, I need this release as much as she does. I said five spanks, and that’s what I have to give her. Neither my body nor mind will allow me to deviate from that, so I sink another finger in and lay another smack across her ass. I know she’s on the edge, about to come undone beneath me. Her pussy has a death grip on my fingers and her body is tense, fighting off the need to push back against my hand.

“Come for me, baby,” I demand at the same time my hand comes across her ass for the last time.

Everything in me relaxes as her moans fill the space in my room. They’re a soothing symphony that has every last bit of uncontrolled turmoil leaving my muscles and clearing my mind. All the magic and power inside of me sits idly in my chest, just as calm and collected as I now feel.

“Better, princess?” I ask, rolling her off her stomach and onto her back so I can see her face.

“No.” She pants, and my heart freezes in my chest. Everything freezes.

Fuck. I was too rough. I hurt her. I…

“Corentin, that’s not what I mean. That was perfect, more than perfect, and I’m fine. When I said my soul is screaming for you, I didn’t just mean your punishment or control. I mean you. I need you. Every part of you,” she says as a smile slowly crosses her lips.

Standing back tall, I gaze down at her as my now thawed heart beats furiously in my chest and my bond spreads to every pore in my body. No, that isn’t how I took her words. I’d never just assume something of that magnitude without her clear consent. She can’t mean…

“Yes, I do. I don’t want to live another day without your bond flowing through my body. I love you, Corentin. And I love you more with every breath I take. To the realm, you may be controlling, bossy, unwavering, but to me, you’re my backbone, my safety, my guiding light. You challenge me and nurture parts of myself I’ve had to keep locked away. You let me flourish by making my own choices, but you’re also ready and willing to take the lead, make the difficult choices for me if I need you to. You know me better than I know myself and you use that to take the best possible care of my body, mind, soul. If I didn’t make it clear, this is me telling you. Become one with me. Bond me.”

The realm tilts on its side, causing my head to spin as the words I’ve waited to hear fall from her mouth crash into me. It’s so powerful, so elating, my body sways with her demand. At least I thought I was swaying. I don’t even realize I moved between her thighs, hauling us both up the bed until I feel her legs wrap around my neck and the orgasm she just had coats my tongue and awakens my tastebuds.

I feast on her flesh until she’s a screaming, withering mess that’s falling apart once again for me. Climbing up her body, laying wet kisses across her feverish skin, every stroke of her hand sends ripples of yearning burning through mine. I need my fucking pants off. I need to be so deep inside of her that I’m consumed with nothing but her.

Her earth element glides across me, and a hiss falls from my lips as my cock springs free, digging into her stomach. Not where I want it buried, but just the simple touch of her skin against it has me fighting back my release.

“Princess.” I groan, my tone laced with lust as I shift my hips, lining myself up to her hot, dripping core. The feel of her arousal slicking the head of my dick snaps my hesitation, and in one thrust, I bury myself inside of her.

Elementra.

Fuck, she feels like home.

Holding myself still, we both sigh as if we’re utterly satisfied because this was all we needed, and I cherish the moment between us. I lean my forehead down to hers, kissing her nose, her cheeks, her lips, her chin. I lavish her in my affection because it’s all for her, only her.

“Make me yours, Corentin.”

Staring into her striking silver eyes, the love, the devotion, everything is so intense I feel it all the way to the depths of my soul. And at this moment, I know this isn’t how I want to do this.I don’t want to lord over her, watching her wither beneath me. I want something from her.

I want my queen to take her throne.

Eight

Willow

“Corentin, what—”

Before I get the question out, he has our positions flipped, him on his back beneath me while holding me up, careful not to touch any of my wounds, with the head of his dick barely inside of me.

“Take what’s yours, Willow. You own me. Every part of me is yours. You control me just as much as I do you. Take back your control. I’ll guide you, every step of the way.”

My eyes blaze with his command and my heart thunders in my chest wildly with what he’s giving me. I haven’t a single clue what to do in this position, but my body heats so rapidly, the tingling of another orgasm already building threatening to consume all of me. Not knowing what to do is the least of my worries as my pussy throbs, clenching around nothing, desperate for it to be filled back to the brim with him.

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