Unveiling emotions

Unveiling emotions
Paige
Nyte stepped closer, bringing me to my feet, his arms wrapping around my
waist to press my flushed body to his. I could feel every hard ripple of
muscle. A whimper slipping out at the feel of him, already hard and ready.
My hands slid up his chest, looking up into his grey eyes, my lips parting on
a silent moan as he shifted so that he rubbed up against my clit. He rocked
his hips, running his hard length against me, my body reacting with every
stroke.
“Nyte,” I moaned, holding onto his slick neck as best I could, the water
from the shower now cascading down his back.
He moved us, my back pressing against the stone wall of the shower, the
thrusts of his hips growing faster with me now held in place between him
and the wall.
“Did you know,” he whispered to me, his voice dark and husky as his lips
grazed over mine. “That you look especially beautiful today?”
I wanted to scoff and roll my eyes…to argue with him that he must be
insane. There was no way I looked anywhere close to beautiful today. I had
been sick all day today and yesterday. This was the first time I had decided
to shower in days, and I hadn’t done anything with my hair either. I have
done nothing but sit on the bench and try to scry with the water as it swirled
down the drain. Even when I entered the bathroom, I avoided looking at
myself in the mirror, knowing I would look half dead with how I felt.
However, I couldn’t do it. His eyes looked at me with so much sincerity that
I couldn’t help but suddenly feel like I was the most beautiful woman in theworld. He gently brushed a stray hair from my cheek, pressing his lips to
mine again as his body pressed harder into mine. Then in a flash, his gentle
touch hardened. He took hold of my wrists, lifting them above my head and
pinning them in place.
Warmth rushed to my core, excited by the sudden roughness he now treated
me with. It was a rush, the whiplash of gentle to forceful. A moan parted
my lips as his lips moved along my jawline. His hand held my hips in place
as he continued to move his hips sinfully against my sex. I tried to push
against him, smiling at the growl and small nips to my neck that my attempt
earned me. My thighs clenched together, aching for more friction than he
gave me.
I whined shamelessly to him, the sound holding no words but evident in my
eyes.
More.
I needed more than he was giving me. I needed to feel him inside me, the
hint of pressure teasing my nerves as his lips moved down my neck, teeth
grazing along my collarbone. My wrists struggled against his hand just to
hear him growl. I was trying to goad him, recognizing after all this time that
when I struggled, I would get what I wanted far quicker than simply
allowing him his complete control. My smile was cut short, a cry ripping
from my lungs as his teeth pulled at my tender nipple. The sensation
somehow heightened now compared to when he usually did it.
I gasped as he released me, his tongue tasting the hardened bud, mixing the
pain with pleasure, weakening me at the knees.
“Please,” I gasped, feeling breathless already, my body shaking with the
building need he fostered.“Please, what, little darling?” His hand on my hips slides across my skin,
slipping between my thighs. He ran his fingers across my slickened
opening, a smile playing upon his lips with a moan of his own. “Is this what
you want?”
I bit my lip, arching my back against the wall. “Yes, more.”
His fingers teased at my clit, twisting the bundle of nerves to draw out
another cry from my lips.
“Tell me exactly what you want,” he ordered, moving his fingers to my sex,
dipping a single fingertip inside me.
My mind races with everything I wanted from him at once, overwhelmed
by such a simple command. But it wasn’t simple. Not really. Not to me.
There were a multitude of things I wanted him to do for me at this moment.
I wanted him to lift me in his arms before slamming into me with my back
pressed to the wall, while at the same time, I wanted him to turn me around
and press the front of my body into the wall as he took me from behind. I
wanted his mouth on me as well as his hands. There was just so many
options that I couldn’t choose a single one.
“Come on, Paige,” he coaxed, pressing his lips to my neck. “Tell me what
you want me to do to you. Tell me your darkest desires.”
I moaned as he sucked on the tender skin where my neck met my shoulder,
rocking my hips against his teasing hand. I wasn’t sure how to respond to
him now. I didn’t know if I had any dark desires. Nothing that he hadn’t
already done to me, that is. I tried to focus my mind on one choice. I was
searching through all the scenarios in my mind for the darkest choice. Then
I realized what it was I really wanted. My eyes moved to his as he pulled
back from my neck, looking at me expectantly.
“I want you to completely own my body,” I revealed.I didn’t want the control. Not at this moment. Not with him.
If anyone had told me three months ago that I would willingly allow a man
to control me, even the one man I had been pining over for years, I would
have thought them crazy. I was always in control. My specialty helped me
with that. You would think knowing futures and having premonitions that
save people would have left me the understanding that we can’t change
certain things. However, it showed me the opposite. I could see all the paths
to the future. Every decision leading me to that place taught me that I could
control the outcome by controlling which path was taken.
That controlling part of myself was precisely how I ended up here.
Although I hadn’t seen the path leading me to break the bond with my
stalker mate, I knew there had to be a path. That was how I ended up here
with Nyte now. But I didn’t want that control with him. I wanted him to
have it.
“Your wish is my command,” he growled out, grabbing my thigh and lifting
my leg off the tiled floor of the shower.
My ankle soon sat on his shoulder, the head of his cock pressing against my
opening. Just as he thrust into me, his hand covered my mouth, muffling the
sound of my cry. I looked back at him, confused. He had never silenced me
before. He had always tried his hardest to get me to make as much noise as
possible.
“The visiting packs are still here,” he growled, pulling his hips back before
slamming back into me, his hand still muffling the sound of my moan as my
body began to match his rhythm. “I don’t want them to hear you. These
sounds belong to me.”
My heart hitched at the pure jealousy in his tone. With his next thrust, I bit
back the cry, bending my toes to grip the slick, wet tile beneath our feet. Ashe noticed my body slipping, he released my wrists, allowing me to wrap
my arms around his neck to hold onto him as he thrust harder and harder,
his hand still covering my mouth. I could feel my body tightening, that
same familiar pressure building like a dam against a flood. My nails dug
into the skin at the back of his neck, my stretching muscles in my legs
adding more to the building pressure.
His body was tensing with mine, edging toward oblivion at the same rate. I
bit at his palm to stifle my cries, my head spinning as the light flashed
before my eyes. At the same moment, Nyte’s body stilled, his head falling
into the crook of my neck and biting down on my flesh. I could feel him
throbbing inside me, filling me.
A distant thought in my mind warned me that I should be more careful
letting him finish inside me. How complicated would things be if I ended
up pregnant?
Nyte slowly removed his hand from my mouth, pressing a soft and gentle
kiss to my lips and cheek. He gently sat my foot back to the ground,
wrapping his arms around my waist as my legs shook beneath me.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly.
I chuckled at his concern, holding tight to his neck. “Yeah,” I assured him.
“I just can’t feel my legs.”
A cheeky smile lit up his eyes before sweeping his arms beneath my knees
and lifting me. “Allow me to help you then.”
I laughed as he carried me out of the shower, my hands grabbing for two
towels as we passed the rack before leaving the bathroom bridal style. He
lay me out across the bed, accepting the towel I offered as I began to dry
my hair and body on the bed. I watched him walk around the bed, grabbing
the remote and turning the TV on as he wrapped his towel around his waist.He dropped into the bed beside me, pulling me to him and nuzzling his nose
against my hair.
“Is there anything you want to watch?”
“Not on TV,” I answered, running my hand up his bare chest.
Fire blazed behind his darkening grey eyes, the same mischievous smile as
before returning to his lips.
“Oh? What do you want to watch then?”
I smiled back at him, dipping my head to his chest and running my tongue
along his abs. My smile grew at the sound of his breath catching in his
lungs, the towel around his waist beginning to raise.
“I want to watch you get owned by me now.” My hand slipped within the
towel, rubbing his growing shaft in the palm of my hand.
His head fell back on a moan that made me lick my lips, excited by the
power I held over him.
“Don’t worry about being too loud,” I continued, slipping between his legs
as I removed his towel. “I don’t mind if the entire city hears how good I
make you feel.”
I ran my tongue up the seam along the underside of his cock, smiling as it
jerked in my hand.
“Paige,” Nyte gasped, his head falling back into the pillow.
“Yes, darling?” I smiled, watching him attempt to smirk at the way I used
his endearment with him.
Before he could answer, however, my lips wrapped around the head of his
cock, my tongue tasting the precum accumulating at the tip. As I took more
of him in my mouth, I moaned, vibrating around him, my eyes watching as
his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Yes, I wanted him to have controlwhen it came to me, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want some control over
him, either.
“Fuck, Paige,” he moaned.
I took him deeper, pulling back as I sucked before bobbing my head down
and moaning around his stiff shaft. My tongue ran along the salty taste of
his skin, warmth touching the back of my throat as more beads of precum
mixed with my saliva. His hands found their way into my hair, pulling at
my roots as he fought for control. I felt his hips buck up, his cock hitting the
back of my throat. It took everything in me not to gag on him while
carefully swallowing around him and breathing through my nose.
“That’s it,” he cooed, holding my hair up and rocking his hips at the same
pace as my mouth. “Just like that. Fuck, you look so beautiful.”
I hummed a response, looking up at him through teary eyes. I could feel
him swelling inside my mouth, my jaw beginning to ache at the hinges.
“I’m almost there,” he moaned, his hips picking up more speed. He held my
head still by my hair, thrusting into my mouth as I kept my jaw wide and
my lips sealed around him.
I lifted my hand to his balls, massaging them as they moved inside his body,
his moaning growing deeper and becoming a growl. With a final thrust up,
he called out my name. The sound vibrating nearly every surface of the
room. It was almost a full fledge howl, and I had no doubt the sound could
be heard in every hall of the house. His cock throbbed inside my mouth, hot
liquid flowing down my throat as I swallowed each gulp. He released his
grip on my hair, yanking me by the shoulder until I lay beneath him on the
bed, his lips covering mine in a ravishing kiss.
“You are amazing,” he growled against my mouth, running his tongue along
my lips. “Completely. Totally. Undoubtedly. Amazing.” He punctuated eachword with a kiss along my jaw, moving down to my neck to nip at my
collarbone. “I’m utterly addicted to you, Paige. More so than the addiction
of running beneath the moonlight. You consume me.”
His words sent a wave of butterflies to my core, joy lighting up my eyes
with a smile that stretched parts of my face I didn’t know could move.
“I feel the same way, Nyte,” I confessed, cupping his face. “I never knew a
person could consume so much of me, but every part of my body burns for
you. Every thought in my mind revolves around you. I love you…more
than I have ever loved another in my entire life. And that scares the shit out
of me.” I kissed his lips, smiling at him as I leaned against the pillow. “But
it also excites me.”
He brushed the hair from my eyes, a smile lightening the grey to an almost
blue color. My eyes fluttered closed as he leaned down, kissing my
forehead.
“I love you too, Little Darling. More than you have yet to realize.”