Chapter 21
Andrew
Never in my life have I purred.
The scent of Nyxeris’ arousal has my cock stiffening as well, my body reacting in ways I’d never dreamed.
Or, maybe this is a dream.
Wouldn’t that be my luck?
I grip her knees with my hands, my purr so intense I can feel it run through my arms and into her thighs. As her perfume blooms around me, my mind begins to… fizzle.
When a growl begins to form behind my purr, I rise to my feet in a blink, take one step back. Through labored breaths, I speak. “I’m losing control, Nyxeris. You need to answer my questions clearly.”
She blinks up at me with those big, chocolate eyes and waits.
“Do you want me?”
“Yes.”
“Do you love me?”
She blinks again, a single tear rolls down her cheek. “So much.”
The growl that forces itself from my chest is elated as I scoop her into my arms and carry her body to the bed. My bed. My bed I’d spent countless sleepless nights in over the years, coming on my own stomach after fantasizing about what it would be like to be here with Nyxeris, just like this.
I won’t have to imagine it much longer.
I set her down on the edge where she sits, fall back to my knees to remove her trainers and socks, fighting to maintain my control.
Never have I experienced a rut, and I am almost certain one is bearing down on me now, wanting nothing more than to fuck Nyxeris senseless, come deep inside her womb and knot her.
But I have dreams. Fantasies of how I always wished this encounter would go. So, I must hold on to sanity as best I can. No matter how difficult it will be.
I rise to my feet, run my hand over her dark red hair, down to the side of her face then cup her chin, beckoning her to rise from the bed. Once she does, I slowly dip my head down, press my lips to hers once, peck again, flick my tongue across her lips to draw a groan from her chest.
With her open mouth waiting, I fuse my lips to hers, curl my tongue into her mouth, running it delicately across hers. Nyxeris wraps her arms around my neck, deepens our kiss, and my cock is so rigid I wouldn’t be surprised if my trousers rip.
Control…
I spin us so my legs are against the mattress, pull away with ragged breath. My arm is extended like a buffer between us, halting her from approaching as I sit now on the edge of the mattress.
“I want you to do something for me, Nyxeris.” My voice is stronger than I feel.
Her dark eyes widen a fraction as she stares at me.
“I want you to strip for me.”
She blinks once before this vixen bites her lower lip, chocolate eyes hooded. “What will you be doing?”
“Watching your every move.”
She lets out a small whine, her scent filling the air, drawing my growl, making it harder still to keep control.
I grip the mattress tight as Nyxeris makes a show of slowly lifting her white shirt up over her head, revealing a solid white bra beneath.
After undoing her fly, she bends at the waist to push her jeans down and step out of them, standing before me in her bra and a pair of black panties with white dots.
It isn’t until I gasp air into my starving lungs that I realize I’d been holding my breath, gazing at her smooth, pale skin, the locks of her blood red hair dancing across her shoulders, sweeping over the tops of her covered breasts.
I stand again, pull open my shirt, letting the buttons fly about, scatter across the floor, then unloop my belt and let my trousers fall along with my smalls, my cock freely standing at attention unconfined.
The little gasp Nyxeris emits thrills me, makes a long dormant beast inside my chest unfurl and lift its head.
“Continue, Nyxeris,” I direct as I sit back down on the mattress and watch her.
Her breathing is shallow as she unclasps her bra, slowly pulls it away from her body and lets it fall to the floor, revealing perfect round globes, erect nipples surrounded by pink areolas. My mouth waters at the sight, and I grip my aching cock, give it a wank, then another.
When she removes her panties, revealing that delicious cunt to me, I nearly leap off the bed to devour her and the slick that’s now gushing from her core.
Patience…
“Come here, Omega.” My command is nearly a bark, filled with my growl.
Nyxeris walks over to me slowly, tentatively, eyes wide and questioning. When she’s at my knees, I reach both hands up to grasp her breasts, sigh as I give them a good squeeze, pinch her aroused nipples between my fingers, making her hiss.
I hum as I look up at her blissful face. “I’ve wanted so much for so long. Denied us both. It ends now.” I push my body back along the mattress until my legs are extended before me. “Come here, love. I want to watch as you take your pleasure from my cock.”
Her gasp and moan are all I need to know that my words have spurred her onward, even as her perfume further blooms and her slick glistens in the light of the bedside lamp.
She crawls over my body on the mattress, those breasts swaying with the movements, until her chest is right in front of my face.
I flick my tongue over one of her nipples, making her groan before I grip both her breasts again, suck hard on one nipple then the other.
She cries out, hips bucking, but I’m not inside of her, and my growl grows louder, one hand moving to grasp my cock, the other down to her hip, where I push her down to impale her on my flesh.
As her slick, impossibly tight sheath swallows my cock, a roar breaches my chest, pleasure shooting from my cock to the base of my spine and upward.
Nyxeris moans and gasps, begins to move those delightful hips in small circles, swallowing more of the base of my cock with each movement, until she finds her rhythm, dancing on my hips with me inside of her.
When she finds the spot she wants me, she begins to lean back, grips my thighs above my knees and starts to bounce, making the head of my cock grind along the inside of her canal, faster and faster, her breasts bouncing, pussy fluttering, crying out in ecstasy until the orgasm slams into her, and she’s screaming, her cunt squeezing my cock beyond belief.
When that vice loosens its grip, I do all I can to keep in control, barely able to.
And it isn’t all the beast inside of me.
I think if it were, this would be an easier feat, battling against it one on one.
But no, I want to ravage Nyseris in the most depraved ways, just as much as the creature.
The levelheaded part of me wants to rut her straight through the mattress, make her scream my name again and again.
But I swore to myself when I decided to approach her that I would let her maintain control if things got this far. And though I never imagined they would so quickly, here we are.
Nyxeris leans forward on a moan, her forehead touching mine.
“Tell me what you want,” I rasp at her.
She lets out a small, sultry laugh. “There is one thing…”
She pushes on my chest, and my back drops to the bed. Not a second later, this sex goddess is spinning around with my cock still inside of her, the sensation of that slick, hot vice wringing my cock drawing the most guttural groan from me.
Never have I felt anything so spectacular.
Once her back is to me, she moans, leans back to rest her hands on either side of my head to hold herself up, then uses her legs to lift her hips into a hovering position.
“Fuck me, Andrew. Fuck me from below.”
That’s all the instruction I need.
I position my feet flat on the bed, knees bent, and thrust up into her, watch as her ass meets my lower abs. Her hair dancing across my face each time I drive into her, again and again, one hand coming up to grip her hip, the other snaking around to her clit, making her scream in ecstasy.
I fuck her fast and hard, rub her clit, hold on through her second orgasm, after which I pummel her pussy harder, alternate pinching and rubbing her clit, until a familiar pressure builds in my bollocks and the base of my spine, and I know I’m almost done for.
And by the sounds coming from Nyxeris, and the way her cunt is gripping my cock again, I know she is, too.
When at last release comes, my roar meets my purr and my gums begin to ache. Without thinking, I grip Nyxeris’ face, twist her head to the side and rear up to sink my teeth into the soft flesh of her neck, let that sweet blood trickle into my mouth as my come fills her cunt.
The moment my cock swells, Nyxeris sinks her teeth into my hand at her face, right in the crescent between my thumb and my forefinger. The pain of the bite is washed away by more pleasure, coaxing me to drive my knot further into her body, and we both moan with unbridled pleasure.
Later, I’m still locked inside my love, but now we’re on our sides, and I spoon her, hold her close.
This young woman who I’ve known for so long, loved from afar all this time, is now mine.
The elation that runs through my veins is something I would never have allowed myself to believe would ever be real.
But it is. By the universe, it is real.
Nyxeris is mine.
My mark on her neck will be difficult to hide, despite her long hair, and I have a moment of panic for it. But we belong to one another. I proudly wear her bite on my hand for the world to see.
While she sleeps, I feel absolute sated calm, and it isn’t mine alone. I close my eyes and concentrate on Nyxeris.
In an instant, I’m transported to a nice middle-class home, close enough to the beach to see the water on the horizon. My Nyxeris is smiling in the kitchen, bringing plates to the table where Zephyr, Erich, and a copy of me, eagerly await her home-cooked food.
My body jumps violently and I’m back in my room.
Was I…?
I blink, my brow furrowing.
Did I just see Nyseris’ dream?
She lets out a little grumble and snuggles into me a moment before a blue arc of electricity shoots from her fingertips to the bedside lamp, shattering the bulb, plunging the room into darkness.
I wake sometime later with a start.
Nyxeris is still in my arms, barely stirring despite my jump. My knot subsided sometime in the night, cock beneath the blankets, now unbearably free from her cunt.
I had been dreaming, but the images are gone from me now, lying in the dark with my arms wrapped around my mate. My beautiful Omega.
We’d bonded with one another, but it’s clear that I’d been failing my pack. The time for inaction has gone. Now, I must take charge and bring our pack together.
Somehow, I realize this is my destiny.
Although Erich and I don’t get along, I do believe he wants what is best for us, albeit begrudgingly at times. We should be able to converse about our situation, come to an agreement that benefits us all as a group. Make peace.
As for Zephyr… I hardly know the lovely Omega. He’s a mystery to me, aside from the darkness that surrounds his emotions any time he isn’t with our Nyxeris.
It’s time for me to make a change.