Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Pleasure poured into Ember’s veins like molten lava, threatening to consume her.
It coiled in her belly, winding tighter and tighter, thrumming with every stroke of Nyte’s ridged cock inside her and every teasing swirl of the shadows circling her clit.
And despite the burning in her thighs, she couldn’t stop.
“Come for me, witch,” Nyte growled, his claws biting into her flesh.
It should’ve hurt. She felt the warm trickle of blood where he’d broken her skin, but the pain only amplified the pleasure, reminding her of his teeth sinking into her thigh and the ecstasy that had followed.
This wasn’t normal for Ember. But nothing with Nyte was normal, was it? He was a demon, a literal creature of the night, a being who was supposed to be nothing more than myth. He was her wish and her fantasies incarnate.
So who the fuck cared about normal? She didn’t need it.
Because in this moment, he was hers.
And as Ember held his gaze and basked in the reverence shining in his eyes, she knew she was his too, if only for this little while.
Her breath came in shallow pants, and her body trembled with the need to come. She teetered on the precipice, and she felt the end nearing with every stroke of his cock.
Another wisp of shadow trailed up her arm, cool and light upon her skin, before it cradled and caressed her cheek. She turned her face toward it, but still didn’t look away from him, his command holding strong.
“Give yourself to me, Ember,” Nyte coaxed in a deep, husky voice.
Unable to withstand it any longer, she fell forward, bracing her hands to either side of his head as she continued to move upon him. Her hair fell in a curtain around them, and their ragged breaths mingled.
Nyte’s hands slid from her hips to her ass, clutching her cheeks and spreading them wide as he thrust into her. “Say you are mine.”
The altered angle allowed his ridges to strike a new spot within her and made her clit grind against his pelvis. It was all she needed. Rapture cleaved through Ember. Her lips parted in a silent scream, and her movements faltered as her body went taut and her sex contracted.
Nyte immediately took control, planting his feet on the bed as he pounded up into her pussy, each stroke harder and faster than the last. That relentless pace only intensified her pleasure, prolonging her orgasm.
“Say it!” he commanded, his features turning savage.
Breath coming in short, surrendering moans, she cried, “Yours! I’m yours.”
He slowed his thrusts, and that was when she felt it—the cool touch of his shadows prodding at the entrance of her ass.
Ember gasped as the shadows slipped inside. “Nyte, what… What are you doing?”
He flicked his tongue over her bottom lip. “Claiming every part of you, witch.”
The shadows in her ass solidified, growing larger and thicker, expanding her. The sensation was so foreign, so odd, and so fucking good. As the shadow pumped in and out of her in time with the thrusts of his cock, she felt ridges forming upon it.
Is that… It can’t be.
But she knew it was. A second cock, formed out of darkness.
Ember gripped the bedding at the thrilling feeling. Despite having no lubrication, there was no pain, only the brief burn of him stretching her. It felt…unreal, gliding impossibly smoothly, yet that shaft was as real and solid as the first.
She’d never felt so full in her life, and this… Oh God, this was almost too much. Each stroke of those cocks spread long, pulsing waves of pleasure through her, making her skin tingle. A maelstrom of sensation grew inside her, and she yielded to it. To him.
“We fit together so perfectly,” Nyte rasped before capturing her mouth in a searing kiss.
That heat grew, and as though fueled by it, he pumped his hips faster, resuming the frantic pace he’d kept moments before. Swallowing her needy moans, Nyte drove his cocks into her aching pussy and untried ass, each pummel sending white-hot blasts of pleasure through Ember.
Everything narrowed down to feeling. The feel of his claws, the feel of his body, the feel of his insatiable kiss and of those cocks stretching her, filling her, their ridges hitting every sensitive spot inside her.
Her body wasn’t her own. She’d given it over to him utterly.
When those flames consumed her, she surrendered to the scalding sweetness of ecstasy. Her body locked up, her pussy and ass clenching around his cocks as liquid heat poured from her.
Nyte snarled. Shadows flowed from him, enveloping both his body and Ember’s, and once again the world vanished. Reality snapped into place with their positions reversed—Ember on her back and Nyte looming over her, his hips slamming between her thighs without cease.
His wings spread, shrouding the surrounding room with swaths of the night sky, and the stars on his skin flared. His hands clutched at her hips, fingers bruising, claws pricking, pulling her toward him forcefully to meet his every thrust.
Tension seized his body, and his lips peeled back to reveal his fangs. “You are mine.”
With a brutal growl, he drove into her again as deep as he could possibly go, and it stole her breath. His cocks swelled within her. She grasped his arms, digging her nails into his flesh as he threw his head back and came with a roar, his eyes squeezing shut.
Heat erupted from his shafts, flooding her and launching her into the heavens with another climax.
But she didn’t let her eyes close. She fought to keep them open, to stare up at him as pleasure swept him up.
His gray skin darkened to match the black of his limbs, making those stars glare like countless supernovas in the endlessness of space.
The light from his eyes was so intense that it leaked through his eyelids.
Strands of black, wavy hair dangled in his otherworldly face.
He was beautiful. An inhuman creature who should’ve seemed so cold, so distant, so dark, and yet he shone with a radiance so profound and alluring that Ember couldn’t look away from him. She didn’t want to look away.
And never had that radiance been as pure as it was right now, as they rode out these waves of mutual rapture.