Chapter 20
Gray
How was that possible?
Nix was beauty personified.
He was stunning when you first looked at him, but his personality shone even brighter.
No matter what’d been done to him, he was there when it counted.
Even while being on the run from shifters, the moment he’d realized there were two shifters in need, he’d been there to help.
He’d exhausted himself to the point of passing out to save the life of someone who might not have had respect for Nix’s life.
He was good. So good and beautiful and…
“Is that a problem?” His voice was small, insecure, and I couldn’t help but wrap him up in my arms some more, letting go of his ass with one hand and using that hand to press him against my chest.
“Of course not,” I answered, then pulled him back a little so he could look me in the eye and see I was telling the truth. “Your level of experience doesn’t matter to me. I just don’t understand how… I mean, it could’ve been your choice. And that’s fine.”
Nix smiled, his hand caressing my cheek, eyes sad.
“It was my choice, but… not. If that makes sense.”
I snorted. “It truly doesn’t.”
“Fair enough.” He cleared his throat. “Uh, I was the outcast in my coven, so no one there wanted me. And when I visited the packs to help them enforce their barriers…” He shuddered. “I couldn’t let anyone that close. What if…”
“What if they wanted to trick you, you mean?” I asked, and he nodded.
“Yes. I could probably have found a human in my hometown, but…” He shrugged. “With the coven constantly breathing down my neck, watching my every step, a relationship would’ve been impossible. And I didn’t want it to be just anyone, soo…”
“So you never got to have sex with anyone.”
“I never got to kiss anyone,” he clarified, and my mind blanked.
“What?”
“I never even got to kiss anyone,” he repeated. “And I never wanted to. Until you.” His eyes shone bright and full of honesty, lips quirking into a smile. “I never thought my first kiss would be with a shifter.”
I groaned. “I was covered in blood. I covered you in blood.”
Nix chuckled. “Yeah… kind of weird, but it was still perfect—because it was honest. Exactly what I wanted to do at that moment. And do you know what I want to do in this moment?”
“What?” The way his smile turned into a smirk, I had an idea, but I wanted to hear him say it. I needed to hear him say it.
“I want you to fuck me. And then, when we both recover, I want to try fucking you.”
Hell yes!
My cock jumped, my mind coming up with pictures of Nix writhing on my sheets, pale skin all flushed, glistening with sweat while I—
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but whatever makes your aura blaze like that… I want you to do it to me.”
I let out a laugh and hoisted Nix up, tilting my head until my mouth was millimetres away from his. “I can do that.” And then I kissed him again as shocks swept through my body and my wolf howled in my chest.
Claim, he demanded. Mate. Claim.
Nix let out a moan, and his fingers dug into my shoulders as he clung to me like a monkey, rubbing his hard cock against my stomach.
We had way too many clothes on.
“Bed,” Nix panted against my lips as if he were reading my thoughts. “Now.”
I let out a laugh, then carried him through my house, and up the stairs to the first floor, which consisted of two big rooms. Sunlight fell through the sloped window, illuminating the bed as if guiding the way.
Part of me wanted to throw Nix onto the mattress, to watch him bounce on the bed and then pounce on him, but… not today.
Today, I gently lowered him until he was lying on the dark grey sheets, his turquoise eyes filled with icy fire, lips already swollen and red, cheeks flushed an adorable pink. He looked utterly wrecked even though I hadn’t really done anything yet.
How is he going to look after a good fucking?
I couldn’t wait to find out.
I also couldn’t wait to taste him one more time, so I lowered my head and stole another kiss.
And then another. His tongue explored my mouth, and his hand slipped beneath my hoodie, stroking my abs, making the muscles spasm beneath his touch as wave after wave of small shocks went through my body, fuelling the fire burning in my gut.
“Nix,” I groaned when his hands moved higher and kneaded my pecs. Immediately, his fingers found my nipples, twisting gently, and I almost collapsed on top of him as the muscles in the arm holding me up stopped working for a moment.
The only reason I didn’t crash was that… the air was holding my weight? What the fuck? I opened my eyes and looked down at… nothing. I raised my arm. Yep, my upper body was hovering in the air.
“Sorry,” Nix giggled. “I didn’t think, I just acted.”
Right. Magic.
“Can you magic our clothes away?” I asked. Because I wouldn’t mind getting naked right now.
Nix scrunched up his nose. “No. I mean, in theory, I can burn them off, but uhm, I don’t think that’d be a good idea.”
I laughed. “Please don’t. My house is made of wood.”
Nix smiled at me, his eyes never leaving mine as I sat up on my heels, his slender body caught between my thighs. I pulled my hoodie over my head.
“I think I like the traditional way more,” he said, eyes widening as he took in my body.
Not gonna lie, it felt good. His eyes were burning, heating my skin with each appreciative look.
I didn’t miss the way his pupils dilated when he looked at my biceps or the way his pulse quickened when he took in my abs.
The scent of his arousal filled the air, delicious and sweet and just oh so good that I couldn’t help but taste him again.
Nix moaned, arching his back off the bed when my tongue dipped into his mouth while I returned the favour, and my hand found his nipple.
By now, I was holding myself up on my own again, which was probably good, because Nix’s whole body spasmed as I rolled the little nub between my fingers, his hips snapping up, thrusting in the air.
“Gray,” he moaned, and my body answered with a shiver that ran down my spine and made my cock twitch. I sat back on my heels and pulled Nix up with me, making quick work of stripping off his hoodie and shirt, revealing his creamy skin.
I ignored that I could still count his ribs without a problem, and the way his stomach hollowed when he lay back, and all the other things that fuelled the rage in my gut, and I focused on the good stuff instead.
The way his rosy nipples perked up, begging to be tasted.
The way his cock strained in his jeans, the scent of his precum heavy in the air, the way goosebumps broke out all over his soft skin wherever I touched him.
“Please,” he whispered, pushing into my touch, eyes glassy, pupils dilated.
“Please, what?” I asked, my thumbs stroking his hipbones. I’d give him everything he wanted. No matter what.
“More.” Nix pulled me down, hands threading into my hair, scratching my scalp, and I shuddered, a burst of precum soaking my sweatpants.
“Fuck,” I groaned, mouthing kisses along his jaw and down his throat. His heart was hammering, pulse fluttering in his neck as I sucked at the skin, tasting him, slowly inching closer to the spot I desperately wanted to kiss. And bite.
Mate, my wolf demanded, fangs already bared in anticipation. Claim.
I sucked the spot right where his neck met his shoulder, tasted his sweet skin, drawing needy moans from him when I scraped my teeth over it, miming a bite.
His sweet scent intensified, the air around us crackling with static.
“Pants,” Nix demanded, eyes unfocused as he raised his hips.
I helped him pull off his jeans and underwear and got rid of my sweatpants at the same time, then threw our clothes off the bed and turned back to my mate.
My breath caught in my throat when I looked down at him.
His hair was a mess, tangled up, surrounding his head like a beacon. His cock strained, begging for attention, tip glistening with precum, ready to be tasted, hands fisting the sheets, his eyes glowing so bright it had to be his magic rising to the surface.
“Gray,” he groaned when I just stared at him in awe for a while.
How did I deserve him? How did fate decide that I deserved someone so good and beautiful?
“Fuck. Do something.” He was writhing on the sheets, cream on dark grey, cock swaying in the air, waving at me.
I couldn’t help but reach out.
Nix froze when I curled my fingers around his hard length, his body going rigid. I was about to apologize and pull my hand back when he melted into the sheets, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as his hips snapped up, thrusting into the tunnel I’d created with my hand, his precum slicking the way.
“Gray,” he moaned, hips picking up speed.
I could watch him for hours. Days. An eternity.
He was holding my eyes captive with his body, his scent, his reactions.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it.”
Nix laughed, the sound catching in his throat and turning into a moan as I rubbed my thumb over the tip of his cock, spreading the newest bead of precum.
“I’ve never met a wolf like you.”
I shook my head at his statement. I was just like any other wolf out there.
“No,” he insisted, pushing his body up onto his elbows, his eyes focusing on me. “I mean it. You’re everything I never dared to hope for and more. Kiss me again.”
I leaned down and did just that, savouring the way he tasted, the way his scent got sweeter and sweeter the closer he got to his release. He was right on the brink, cock thrusting into my hand with abandon, rhythm faltering when I pulled back, eliciting a frustrated groan from him.
“Not yet,” I whispered against his lips. “Not like this.”
I wanted to be inside him. Needed to be inside him.
The bond was pulling at me, my wolf was nudging me, and I… I needed to be even closer to him than I was right now.
“Yes. Fuck me,” he said, eyes focusing long enough to look at me. As if he knew I needed his consent again. “Please.”
I smiled and leaned down, placing a kiss on his nose, which had him scrunching up his face. Adorable. “Everything you want.”