Chapter 15: 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.”