Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
My wings are such an inherent part of me, and because I’m so attracted to Nyssa, just her innocent touch makes me hard. Every stroke I feel in my cock.
Bringing my hands to her ass, I pull her into me and bury my face between her legs. Nyssa shrieks as I give a long swipe of my tongue up her center, her hands going from my wings to the back of my head to hold me to her.
But I’m not going anywhere. Despite her dark soul, she tastes like fucking sunshine. Gripping her ass hard, I worship her with my mouth, listening intently to every little moan, relishing the bite of her nails in my scalp.
Giving thanks up to the God who kicked me out of Heaven when she breaks apart with a sob of my name and a buck of her hips against me.
Fucking perfect.
I stand, tucking my wings back in. I lift Nyssa in my arms and bring her down on the bed with me right over her. Her eyes are bleary, her chest heaving. She places her hands against my pecs but doesn’t push me away. Merely strokes a thumb over my nipple, and I groan.
I bend down and kiss Nyssa, sliding my tongue along hers, and the act seems deeply intimate. I’ve kissed exactly two human women in my lifetime—Zora, and Thalia’s mother—and neither one was like this.
It was always a means to an end—sex and release—but with Nyssa, I feel like I could lie here for hours with my mouth on hers.
That is until her hand slides down my stomach and she grips my cock. I groan as she squeezes and then strokes, and the dangerous demon inside threatens to bust loose.
Wrenching my lips from hers, I stare down at her. I know my eyes are glowing, but she stares right back at me without a lick of fear.
I wrap my hand around hers and force her to squeeze me harder as I guide myself to her wet heat. Nyssa’s legs wrap around my waist, just under the edges of my wings.
I kiss her once more, swallowing every noise she makes as I swivel my hips and work myself into her tightness. She writhes and undulates under me, uttering mewling noises of need.
When I’m fully seated, the pressure is so intense that my wings involuntarily spring outward, flaring wide and moving lazily up and down. Nyssa gasps, eyes wide as she watches them.
With her legs already locked behind me, I put an arm under her and lift my wings as high as I can, the muscles in my back stretching. I draw them down hard, causing a current of air to lift us both off the mattress just a few inches. I pull out of her slightly before we fall back down, and the force of it causes me to drive deep into her.
She cries out, and I worry I’ve hurt her until she says, “Do that again.”
Grinning, I run my nose over her jaw. “Some other time. I want to go slow now.”
My wings settle, and my hips move. Nyssa seems to like that, too, as her legs tighten on me and she bites down hard onto her lip.
I fuck her slowly, fusing my mouth to hers. My hands wander over the softness of her skin, and I attune myself to every little motion and noise she makes. I open my senses, lock onto her heartbeat, and marvel that mine thumps just as hard and fast, keeping tempo with hers.
As king of the Underworld and the mightiest Dark Fae in the world, I should be able to last a lot longer, but damn if my connection to her doesn’t overwhelm my senses.
Nyssa arches her back, and she doesn’t have to say a damn thing. I can feel she’s close to another orgasm. I can actually feel the heat of it curl inward, can feel her entire body tighten with anticipation. I thrust into her harder, and the little minx bites my shoulder in retaliation.
Or maybe it’s gratitude because she groans, “Amell… I’m so close. So, so close.”
Once again, my inner demon that wants to conquer every bit of her rages and demands to be let loose, but I hold back. I don’t want to scare or hurt her.
Odd, as I’ve never had to hold it back before—neither with fae nor human. But Nyssa… she draws on my darkness.
I gather her in tight and kiss her hard, my hips punching against hers as I can feel my own release sneaking up on me. I have the power to hold it off but fuck if I want to. I’m ready to dive as soon as she tumbles over.
Nyssa wrenches her mouth from mine, turning her head to the side. “It’s too much. Too much.”
Am I hurting her? I slow down.