Chapter 21 #2
I bent to press my lips to his collarbone, then trailed kisses down his chest. He was so tall, so powerfully built, that it felt like I was climbing a mountain as I worked my way down his torso.
My tongue traced each defined muscle, tasting salt and earthiness.
Phoenix’s hands fisted in the blanket beneath us, his breathing growing ragged as I moved lower.
When I reached the waistband of his pants, I glanced up to find him watching me.
“I want to taste you,” I said, my fingers working at the button of his pants.
He nodded wordlessly, lifting his hips to help as I tugged down the zipper and his cock sprang free, thick and hard and perfect, and a groan escaped me at the sight.
“Fuck—” Phoenix cursed when I wrapped my hand around him.
I leaned down and licked across the tip, gathering the bead of precum there. The taste was salty and masculine, making my own arousal spike again. Remembering the chocolate, I reached for the small bowl beside us and dipped my fingers into the still-warm liquid.
“What are you—oh shit—” I drizzled the chocolate over his cock, watching as it ran in rivulets down his length.
I bent and slowly licked up the underside of his shaft, savoring the contrasting flavors of chocolate and skin.
Phoenix moaned, his hips jerking involuntarily.
I took my time, cleaning every drop of chocolate from his cock with long, slow strokes of my tongue before finally taking him into my mouth.
He groaned, one hand coming to tangle in my hair. “That’s it, love. Just like that.”
I hummed around him, taking him deeper, loving the weight of him on my tongue.
His hips began to thrust gently, carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting me.
I encouraged him with my hands and mouth, working him until his breathing turned ragged.
When I couldn’t wait any longer, I released him with a wet pop and stood to shimmy out of my shorts.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice strained.
In answer, I straddled him again, positioning myself above his cock. I sank down slowly, taking him inch by exquisite inch, my body stretching to accommodate his size. When he was fully seated inside me, I paused, adjusting to the fullness.
“You feel so fucking delicious,” I whispered, rolling my hips.
His hands gripped my waist, guiding my movements as I began to ride him. I set a leisurely pace, lifting up until just the tip remained inside before sliding back down. Each time I took him to the hilt, a small sound of pleasure escaped.
“That’s it,” he whispered, his voice thick and low.
I braced my hands on his chest, losing myself in sensations. He leaned up, kissing me hard as his arm tightened around my waist to keep me still. My movements got shorter, faster and harder. He was slamming me down onto his cock now, guiding my hips, keeping me exactly where he needed me.
“Phoenix, I’m so close.”
He held on even tighter and flipped us over, never breaking our connection. He was so large and so strong that it took absolutely no effort for him to maneuver me. My back was pressed against the blanket as he loomed above me, his powerful body caging mine.
“Let me,” he growled, hooking my leg over his arm to change the angle.
He drove into me, his thrusts hard and deep and perfect. Phoenix knew how to fuck. He knew every place to touch, rub and lick. He knew how hard to thrust, when to be soft and when I needed more.
“Don’t stop,” I begged. “Please don’t stop.”
He didn’t. He kept his rhythm exactly where it needed to be until my clit was throbbing, and a warm gush of liquid coated his cock and the blanket beneath us. My whole body locked up as I screamed, thighs quivering.
Phoenix came hard, his rhythm faltering as he buried himself deep inside me with a guttural moan. I felt him pulse, filling me as his forehead dropped to rest against mine. We were both breathing hard, our hearts pounding like we’d run several miles.
We stayed like that for a minute, but eventually, to my dismay, he pulled out and rolled to the side, keeping me tucked against him as we caught our breath.
The leaves above us had begun to glow softly in the fading afternoon light. I traced patterns on Phoenix’s chest, feeling his heartbeat gradually slow beneath my fingertips.
“I didn’t plan for this to happen, I swear.”
I propped myself up on an elbow to look at him. “I know.”
“But I’m not sorry.”
“Neither am I,” I admitted, leaning down to kiss him softly.
I stood under the hot spray, letting the water cascade over my shoulders as Phoenix’s strong hands worked shampoo through my hair. The shower in my tower room was spacious enough for two. After our afternoon in the greenhouse, we’d barely made it back to my room before falling into bed again.
“That feels amazing,” I murmured, tilting my head back as Phoenix’s fingers massaged my scalp.
His eyes met mine through the steam, a small smile playing at his lips. “You have no clue how beautiful you are. This hair feels like bloody silk.” The dark strands sifted through his large fingers before falling and brushing my hips.
Phoenix’s gaze traveled over me appreciatively, lingering on the places where his mouth had left faint marks. I reached for the soap, returning the favor, working up a lather between my palms before spreading it across his broad chest.
“Phoenix,” I said, feeling stupidly hesitant as I remembered something he’d mentioned on the walk here. “You said the guys wanted to talk to me before dinner?”
He nodded, his expression growing more serious. “Yes. They should be here in about an hour.”
My stomach tightened. “About what?”
Phoenix’s hands stilled on my shoulders. “I think it’s better if they explain it themselves.”
I studied his face, trying to read between the lines. “Is it about the bond? About becoming a shield team officially?”
His silence was answer enough. I turned away, letting the water rinse the soap from my body as my mind raced.
The idea of bonding with Stardust as my shield team was both thrilling and absolutely fucking terrifying.
What would that mean for my connection to Nightfall?
Could I technically bond with both teams?
The thought of merging the two groups seemed impossible, they clearly despised each other.
“You’re thinking too hard,” Phoenix said, his hands sliding around my waist from behind. “I can practically hear the gears turning.”
I leaned back against his chest, letting his warmth envelop me. “I’m just trying to figure out what this means. For all of us.”
Phoenix pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together. There’s nothing that’s too impossible for six grown-ass warriors to figure out.”
His hands began to move over my body again, this time with a different purpose. He cupped my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples until they hardened under his touch. I gasped, my earlier thoughts dissolving as desire flared yet again.
“Phoenix—” I breathed, my head falling back against his shoulder.
His cock hardened against my lower back as he continued his exploration, one hand sliding down my stomach to the apex of my thighs. When his fingers found my clit, I moaned, spreading my legs wider to give him better access.
“Bend over,” he commanded softly.
I obeyed, facing the tiled wall as he positioned himself behind me. His hands gripped my hips, and I felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance. He entered me slowly, inch by delicious inch, until he was fully seated inside me.
“Fuuuck—” he groaned, his forehead dropping to rest between my shoulder blades. “I could stay buried inside of you all day and it would still never be enough.”
I braced my hands against the wall, pushing back to meet his thrusts. The shower provided the perfect amount of lubrication, the hot water cascading over us as Phoenix fucked me from behind.
“Harder,” I demanded, looking back over my shoulder at him. His eyes flared bright green, and he increased his pace, his hips snapping forward with more force. “Yes,” I hissed as he hit that perfect spot inside me. “Right there, don’t fucking stop.”
Phoenix’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers leaving marks as he drove into me hard. He was so large that he could move my body any way he liked, and I let him, letting him guide my hips onto his cock, my feet nearly leaving the ground entirely.
“I’m close,” I gasped, feeling an orgasm approaching. “Oh fuck, Phe, make me come—”
“That’s it, pretty girl, fuck my cock—” Phoenix growled, one hand sliding around to find my clit. “I want you to milk me fucking dry, do you hear me? I want to drip out of you for days.”
His fingers worked in perfect rhythm with his thrusts, and it was all I needed.
My climax crashed through me, my inner walls clenching around him as I cried out his name, and it was more of a whine at this point.
Phoenix followed moments later, his release pulsing inside me as he groaned my name.
Hot cum dripped down my legs as he slowed, still thrusting into me, easing me through it.
My thighs were shaking, and my legs felt weak.
Finally, Phoenix slipped out of me and turned me to face him, capturing my lips in a tender kiss. “We should finish washing up,” he murmured against my mouth. “The others will be here soon.”
I nodded, reluctantly reaching for the soap again. We cleaned each other more efficiently this time, though Phoenix’s hands still lingered on my skin longer than necessary.
As we stepped out of the shower and began to dry off, his phone buzzed from the counter. He checked it, a small smile playing at his lips. “Speak of the devil.” He showed me the screen. “The guys are outside your common room asking where I am.”
I laughed, wrapping a towel around my body. “They’re early.”
“Or we lost track of time. They’re going to be in for quite a surprise when I open the door.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Immensely,” he admitted, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
I finished drying my hair and pulled on a simple t-shirt and shorts, my mind already turning to the conversation we were about to have. What exactly did the Stardust Shield want to discuss with me? I have several theories.
Phoenix dressed quickly, running a hand through his damp hair. “Ready?”
I took a deep breath, nodding. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”