Chapter 81 Ivy #2
Fingers skimmed my calves, the touch so light it shouldn’t have had sparks of electricity coursing up my body. And yet, I gasped, squeezing my legs together.
“Princess?” The word came out guttural, Primal.
I met his heated stare. Watched as his tongue darted out to wet his lips. Felt the coiling tension build between my thighs.
“Yes.”
That one word completely undid him. Hawk had my pants torn off before I could make another sound, my panties joining the ruined material soon after. I barely had a chance to gasp before he had one of my legs over his shoulder and his tongue between my thighs.
The noise that fell from my lips sounded desperate as he lapped at my pussy, circling the tip of his tongue against my clit before pumping it into my opening. I tensed against the door, running one hand through his silky black hair to push it away from his face, the other braced behind me.
“That’s it,” I gasped, throwing my head back. “Just like that.”
There were stars dancing behind my eyes when I closed them, the onslaught of arousal becoming too much. Hawk groaned against me, the sound vibrating against my clit, feeling too fucking good.
He flattened his tongue, running it from my entrance all the way up to my clit before circling the nub again. “You taste like pure sin,” he groaned, kissing my thigh.
“Don’t stop,” I said, breathing hard. “I didn’t say you could stop.”
Hawk chuckled, breathing in deeply through his nose. “I can’t wait to taste your cum on my tongue, Princess.”
With his free hand, he slid a finger inside me while he sucked my clit into his mouth. The finger curled, pumping into me slowly, but his tongue flicking against my clit sent me over the edge.
I cried out, grinding into his face, hips bucking as my climax rushed through me. Hawk held me steady through it, tongue stroking me slowly as waves of pleasure rolled through me. He only pulled away when my legs started to tremble, keeping one hooked over his shoulder as he met my stare.
“Let me offer you the only thing I have,” he begged, sitting back and rubbing my thigh gently. “Let me give you the bond.”
My breath caught in my throat. The fire was a full inferno now, and I felt that familiar presence in my chest, that gentle tug that wanted exactly what he offered.
Was it my magic speaking despite the collar and scars blocking it?
Or was it my heart finally accepting him?
Slowly, I pulled my leg from his shoulder. Disappointment flickered in his dark eyes for only a moment, an emotion he tried to shield from me. Just that look alone told me everything I needed to know: if I said no and walked away, he wouldn’t push me. He would accept whatever pace I set.
“Stand up,” I said, watching the heat flare in his eyes.
Hawk rose to his full height. At over six feet, he towered over me like the rest of my mates, standing tall and proud.
I ran my eyes over him; the thick muscle coiled around his chest, the dips of his hips and the obvious bulge in his pants.
I chewed my bottom lip as I dragged my eyes up to meet his, finding a flush darkening his sharp cheekbones.
I used to hate thinking he was hot. But Hawk Nash was a specimen of a male. Broad, tanned, gorgeous. Sharp features, strong jawline, eyes that were unbelievably dark and framed by thick lashes. Black, silky hair fell to his shoulders, mused from my fingers.
“Where do you want me, Your Highness?” he asked, taking a step towards me. “On the bed?”
His lips were still wet with my release, shining with my cum. It made my belly flutter in a strange kind of way, especially when I lifted onto my tiptoes and cupped his chin lightly, brushing my lips against his. The male groaned, leaning towards me, but I pulled back before he could kiss me.
“I like the idea of you on the bed,” I replied, eyeing him—taking in the desperation clouding his eyes, the way he waited for my every command. I really, really liked being the one in charge. Especially of him. “And take your pants off.”
Hawk shuddered, eyes fluttering closed. When I released his chin, he stepped back, hands going to his waistband. They were like baggy yoga pants, the only thing revealing about them being his erection.
Hawk didn’t take his eyes off me, and I couldn’t stop watching him. It was like a dance, each movement careful and precise. When he tugged them down, his cock sprung free, bouncing against the taut muscles of his thigh.
Thick veins ran the length, and barely perceptible were ridges almost like what Damon had, only less obvious. Length wide, Hawk was large, and even his girth was something I had to think about.
As he kicked off his pants, a smirk played at his lips. “Now, would you like me on the bed?”
My cheeks burned, but not out of embarrassment for being caught staring. Stepping towards him, I pulled off my shirt. As it fell to the ground, I enjoyed the way his eyes zeroed in on my chest. If there was one change I was certain of with my body, it was how firm my breasts were becoming.
And he most definitely liked what he was seeing if the twitch of his cock was anything to go by.
Hawk let out a shaky breath before meeting my stare, hands fisted at his side. “You’ll be the death of me.”
“That’s a promise I’ll make if you break yours,” I replied, moving towards him. “Now, get on the bed.”
His lips quirked in a smile, but the half-Fae male did as he was told, sitting on the edge.
“Lie down,” I added, stopping in front of him. “You’re not controlling this.”
I watched his skin prickle with a shiver. “Yes, my Queen,” he murmured, running his eyes down my body again before shifting so he was lying back against the pillows.
It was strange having him do everything I told him; I kept expecting some pushback, but the male followed every command perfectly. He didn’t even touch himself.
If I had access to my magic, I imagined it would be purring within me. Enjoying his devotion.
As soon as I crawled onto the bed, Hawk sucked in a breath, tensing as I stopped beside him. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched his cock twitch and bounce up to his stomach.
“How badly do you want me?” I asked curiously, skimming my fingers up his thighs. The male was shaved thoroughly. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever seen such a hairless man before. It likely had something to do with aerodynamics and his flying, but he was so smooth, skin like silk beneath my fingertips.
Hawk groaned, leaning back on his elbows. “Too fucking much,” he said through gritted teeth. Again, his dick twitched, precum beading at the tip.
Oh, this was too much fun.
What would it be like to watch him come without me even touching him?
The thought had my heart racing, arousal pooling between my thighs. It was so, so tempting.
I stopped at the dip of his hips, just shy of his shaft. “You know I want to tease you, right?” I said, looking from his cock to his face. “Want to torture you a little?”
Hawk’s jaw ticked. Would he deny me? Would he push back?
I wouldn’t mind it if he did. But getting to do whatever I wanted to him was too much fun.
“I am yours,” he said through gritted teeth. “Torture me all you want, Princess.”
I laughed, couldn’t stop it from bubbling free. “Maybe you really are a changed male,” I said, straddling him, enjoying the breath of relief that fell from his lips. “The old Hawk would have had me on my back by now.”
This male shifted so he was completely on his back again, hands going to my thighs. “Why would I have you on your back when I get to see your tits bounce while you ride my cock?”
Leaning down, I pressed my hands into his chest. “You and I both know what I meant by that,” I murmured, pressing my core into him. “You never would have given up control.”
“It’s a good thing I’m not him anymore,” he replied, suddenly cupping the back of my neck, the other fisting my breast. “It’s a damned good thing that I want you to be in control.”
I searched his eyes for a moment for any sign of a lie. “Why?”
“Because with you, I don’t need to be,” he admitted, leaning up. “With you, I know I can lose control. And maybe that’s why I fought you so much, Ivy Wilson. Maybe the thought of you being my control terrified me.”
Claiming his lips, I swept my tongue into his mouth.
Hawk groaned, pushing into me and wrapping an arm around my middle, holding me tight against his body.
For a moment, he tried to take control of the kiss, tongue pushing against mine, but when I ground my hips into his, he relented and pulled back with a gasp.
“Fuck,” he whispered, eyes bright—burning. “You keep that up, Princess, and I’ll finish first.”
“Maybe that’s what I want,” I said, pushing against his chest and grinding against him. “Maybe I want to see you come undone before you get to feel me.”
Hawk squeezed his eyes shut, jaw clenching as he fell back against the pillows. “You little torturer.”
I picked up my pace, enjoying the gentle ridges of his cock sliding against my still tender clit. But more than anything, I wanted to know what it felt to have him come undone inside me. I wanted to feel him lose total control.
I stopped, rising, realising too quickly that I couldn’t reach between us with this position. “Hawk,” I snapped, smiling when his eyes popped open. “You want to come inside me, you need to be inside me.”
He cursed under his breath, palmed his soaked dick, and nudged it against my opening.
“That’s it,” I murmured, feeling him push inside me. “Oh.”
The size of him pushed against my insides, thick and hard. I sucked in a breath, clamping around him as I slid down his shaft. Each inch of him I took had my belly fluttering, pressure building inside me. I’d been eager to see him come early, but I was worried I’d be the one to finish first.
Hawk growled, hands fisting my ass. “Goddess above, you take me so well,” he said, voice strained, eyes shadowed as he watched me. “I fit so good inside you, Princess. Don’t I?”
A breath escaped me as I took all of him, feeling the size of him stretch me completely. “You do,” I moaned, rocking against him, adjusting to his size easily. I widened my legs, giving him a better view of me, and his reaction didn’t disappoint.
His gaze zeroed in on our connection. “You look like a Goddess above me,” he said, bucking into me. The movement had me gasping for breath. “A little higher and I’ll give you what you want.”
“What I want?” I asked, rising on my knees, feeling him slide out of me, though I stopped before he could. “You aren’t in control.”
But to my surprise, I felt him lift his knees, giving him the better position to thrust into me. “Don’t need to be, Princess. I just need you to stay right there and look fucking gorgeous.”
The first snap of his hips upwards had my head falling back on a moan. The second, joined by him fisting my breast and tweaking my nipple, had me close to the edge.
Hawk fucked me hard, thrusting upwards with even, strong strokes that left me feeling fire. Each pump pushed at something deep inside me, twisted at the binds holding my magic back.
I knew what would happen after our bond tried to connect. Could almost feel the darkness creeping in as the runes along my spine tried to keep him from me.
Hawk’s hips slammed into mine. “Let me brand you,” he said. “Let my demon lay its mark.”
“Yes,” I said, meeting his stare. “Mark me.”
There was a subtle shift in his eyes, something Primal and demonic that had the hairs on the back of my neck lifting. This wasn’t his Fae side revealing itself.
This was the demon.
For a moment, his eyes appeared almost gold as the hand holding my breast moved to cup my ribs, palm warm. Magic filled the air, prickling my skin with how different it felt. It was a mixture of House Pride, the demon that he was, and the real power he wielded.
Pressure built in my lower abdomen as his thrusts continued. The walls of my pussy fluttered, clenching hard around him.
“Tell me you’re close now,” he grunted, “tell me to come.”
I shuddered, the pressure taking me over the edge. “Come.”
Hawk cried out, the palm of his hand burning as he gave me his mark. I felt it again in my chest, that reach of my magic, fighting against the power of the collar as I fell over the edge.
I slumped into Hawk’s chest, breathing hard, heart racing. Darkness clawed at the edge of my vision as pain flared in my chest, burning the bindings holding me.
But I knew I was right—Sable had been right. I was fighting, even though every time I tried to complete a bond, the magic kicked my ass.