Chapter 135
~ NYSSA
He thrust upwards, knocking the air out of my lungs.
I clung to his shoulders, voice muffled as I buried my face into his shoulders. He was everywhere, in my mind, in my lungs, and every thrust sent him deeper into my mind until he was lodged in so far that I could not tell where he began and I ended.
One hand tangled into my hair, tugging my head back harshly. A strangled moan left my lips as his brutal thrusts continued.
“Look at me,” he ground out and my eyes fluttered open of their own accord.
His eyes were harsh, pupils completely dilated and eyes dark from desire and lust. His jaw clenched tightly, the muscles in his shoulders strained as if he were holding himself back. He leaned forward, nipping and sucking at the skin of my neck.
“Rowan,” I moaned out his name, a sharp gasp leaving my lips as he bit at my throat hard.
My heart hammered at the feel of his teeth against my skin. He bit down hard enough to break skin, and my insides tightened because breaking skin was all he needed to do to leave his mark on me.
We hadn’t spoken about being marked yet, I—
“I didn’t mark you, Nyssa,” he murmured softly, his tongue darting out to soothe the ache he caused. “I wouldn’t do that without asking you first p>
He pulled back to stare into my eyes, slowing his thrust so he could meet my gaze.
A rush of relief went through me, but underneath it is all something I did not expect… disappointment.
I squirmed in his lap, rolling my hips once. This position allowed me to graze my clit over him with each slight roll. My eyes fluttered closed.
“Does that feel good?” he asked, voice low and husky.
I nodded, taking my bottom lip into my mouth as I did it again.
A rush of pleasure went down my spine and I gripped his shoulders, repeating the action while he gripped my hips. I could feel his eyes on me, could hear his labored breathing and feel the way his muscles clenched underneath my arms as he held himself back.
My pace was slow and torturous, enough to drive us both mad, but I needed more. I needed him.
I leaned forward, letting my lips brush the shell of his ears. “I need you to fuck me hard, Rowan p>
He went deathly still, his spine straightening as he stopped breathing for a full minute.
After what felt like hours, he cursed loud, a slew of expletives that would have given a sailor a fucking heart attack.
He rose to his feet, carrying me firmly in his hands. A gasp of surprise left my lips but before I could ask questions, I found my back pinned to the cold stone wall behind me.
Rowan braced my hip with one hand, the other pressed firmly against the wall above my head. He pulled out almost completely and slammed into me so fiercely that every logical thought flew out of my head.
A scream echoed through the air and it was not until Rowan chuckled darkly that I realized the sound came from me.
“Someone will hear us,” he murmured, but he did not stop. “They could walk in right now and see me fucking you against the wall p>
My pussy clenched around him, my nails digging deeper into his skin.
I saw his lips curl slowly. “You would like that, wouldn’t you p>
I could not respond even if I wanted to. There was no coherent thought in my mind that did not revolve around him and the havoc he wrecked inside of me. I clung to him firmly, head thrown back in ecstasy as pleasure wrapped around me, coiling tightly, ready to explode.
“You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” he asked and I nodded.
“I’m so close p>
“I know, little wolf.” He nipped my chin with his teeth. “Cum for me, Nyssa p>
The sultry command, the whispered order and the sheer feel of him pressed up against me had me exploding all over him like a canon, my eyes squeezing shut as he fucked every inch of pleasure out of me.
The orgasm went on for far longer than I thought was possible but Rowan didn’t stop. With one hand still holding me up, he tugged down the neckline of my shirt, baring my tits open to him.
“Fucking hell,” he hissed, wrapping his lips around a pert nipple. He tugged it hard, grazing with his teeth and just like that, I felt another orgasm crest.
“Rowan, I can’t p>
“Yes, you can,” he murmured from between the valley of my breasts. He licked and sucked, all the while keeping a steady pace with his thrusts. “You’re going to come all over my cock once more p>
I groaned, sweat trailing down every inch of me as I fought to keep my sanity. “Please p>
“I know, baby. You’re a good girl, you can take it p>
The second orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. Rowan’s thrusts grew sloppier, his lips and hands frenzied as they gripped me firmly, squeezing and sucking and biting as he exploded inside of me.
I fought to catch my breath as my heart raced in my chest.
When I stepped out, I did not think I would end up here, with Rowan’s semi-hard dick inside of me and yet, I could not complain.
We were nowhere near perfect and there was still a lot of shit we had to talk about. A part of me could not help but wonder if I had fucked things up by doing this.
“Don’t.” Rowan said firmly, his lips pressed into a thin line. “Don’t ruin this by thinking about anything else p>
“I have to p>
“No, you don’t,” he shook his head. “For tonight, we can just… be. Just two mates. We can resume whatever the fuck that was tomorrow morning p>
I swallowed tightly.
It was a recipe for fucking disaster and yet… it was the best option I’d ever heard.
“Okay,” I agreed. “Just us p>