Page 106 of Conflicted

“I love it, and you, too. Never stop doing things that make you happy, Micah.”

“You make me happy.”

His free hand curved around the back of my neck, tugging me down until our mouths met in a desperate kiss. There was no tender build-up this time, just a moan filled exchange of need.

Nox had two fingers inside me now, our hearts racing as he stretched me open. I pushed back on him as we kissed, riding his hand as though it were his cock.

“Fuck, Micah,” he moaned into my mouth. “You’re so perfect, little angel.”

“I’m not perfect,” I said, sitting up slightly so I could tug on his nipple rings. “I’m yours.”

Fire flashed in Nox’s eyes as a feral need swept through the bond. “That’s fucking right, you are. Mine, and no one else’s. Ever. I’ve chosen you now.”

I cupped his face, possessiveness unlike anything I’dexperienced before ripping through me. I didn’t know which of us was feeling it, and I didn’t care. It didn’t matter. “We’ve chosen each other. Nothing can tear us apart now.”

“I need you,” Nox said urgently, scissoring his fingers to stretch me further. “You ready for me, little angel?”

“Yes.” My cock throbbed against his abs, sticky precum creating a thread between us. “Take me, Nox. Make love to me.”

“There’s nothing I want more,” Nox said as the head of his cock replaced his fingers. “But I’m not sure we have time for that.”

I huffed. That was true. We’d need days to be able to explore each other the way we truly wanted to. That night in the hotel felt like it had happened a lifetime ago—one that had been cut short far too early.

“Fine, we’ll do this one hard and fast, but you owe me. The first chance we get, we’re locking ourselves away and making love until neither of us can see straight.”

“Anything you want,” Nox said. We both groaned as he pushed past the tight ring of muscle. He paused, letting me adjust to his size. Even with a deadline, this wasn’t something we could rush. “I’m not fucking you like I hate you though, little angel.”

“Be honest though, did you ever really?”

Nox’s lopsided grin was a thing of beauty. “Probably not. They do say there’s a thin line between love and hate. I think we’ve been dancing along it since the start.”

That was so fucking true. His cock brushed against the sensitive knot of nerves and my ability to speak left me. It also took the last of my patience. I lowered myself faster, my hands braced on his chest again as my body made room for him.

Nox’s hands wrapped around my wrists, his bicepsbunching deliciously beneath me. “Fuck, little angel. You were made for me.”

I smiled down at him as I started to move. “We were made for each other.”

We didn’t talk any more after that. We didn’t waste any time on words when we had each other to explore. A whole bond to learn. We’d been together before, but never like this.

It wasn’t even about the pleasure. Not really. It was the final shedding of the walls between us. Recognising the connection that had always existed, even if neither of us had been aware of it. I rode him slower than I probably should have, given we had a deadline. I couldn’t bring myself to rush though, not now. Not knowing this might be our last time.

Because as much as I insisted there was a chance of a happy ending today, I knew how high the odds were stacked against us. And although we weren’t going down without a fight, that might not be enough.

This might be the one and only time we could be together physically without anything between us. No clothes. No secrets. No lies.

Right now, I wasn’t an angel. Nox wasn’t a demon.

We were mates, savouring what could be our final hours together.

They wouldn’t be able to take this from us. Regardless of what happened next, we’d always have this.

And if today did end with our deaths? Well, I couldn’t think of a cause more noble to die for than love. I’d always believed that, but I’d only known love I held for my parents. My brethren. My friends.

But with Nox? It was so much more. Dying for him was the most noble thing I could do.

Air was sawing in and out of my lungs now, like Nox was taking over everything, even my ability to breathe. My hips were moving faster against my will. I didn’t want this over so fast, even though I knew we needed it to be.

Nox’s fingers dug into my waist as his raspy voice echoed my own thoughts. “I want to just fuck up into you until you’re screaming my name, but I can’t. I don’t want to come. Not yet.”

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