“I stepped away,” I admitted with a touch of unease in my voice, something I was far from accustomed to feeling in another’s presence. “With you…” I said, daring to step closer, hoping she would catch my falling heart. “I will always be honest with you.”
“Thank you,” she signed, mercifully not moving away. “So, you’re going to Thira?”
“Yes,” I said, unable to meet her gaze.
That was until Nyssa reached out and cupped my cheek in her delicate palm, directing my attention to her stunning face that I’d dreamt about more times than I’d care to admit.
She licked her lips, and I felt myself leaning in, desperately wanting to taste them again. We’d spent time together since the night we shared our first kiss, not far from where we now stood, but it remained platonic.
Despite the dangers and the fabric of our world on the tip of a sword dangling in the balance of everything, I still wanted her. I still craved her like a fine wine, waiting for any signal to act on the desire pooling like magma underneath my skin.
Nyssa stepped closer, and I felt my breath halt. Her eyes locked on mine in a sea of endless emotions that were far too deep to express with words alone.
Did she—
A spark ignited within my chest, a secret hope kindling to life that I kept buried deep within the depths of my darkened soul.
“Nyssa?”
I was honest with her question. I hadn’t stayed to listen to her response or try to watch her sign her answers with Zola. I’d never been on this side of things. Feeling uneasy and nervous around those I desired was far from my norm. Fidgeting and shifting my feet, the unfamiliarwaves of tension rolled over me as Nyssa’s arms circled around my neck.
On instinct, I wrapped my arms around her waist, my hands tracing over her delicate curves that sent my heart racing.
Gods, it’d been far too long since I’d had a proper lay, since I’d been able to feel the glorious sensation of my cock sliding between a woman’s thighs. I bit my lip as I clenched my eyes. My cock pulsed, begging to be unleashed and allowed to satisfy the one female who consumed my every waking thought and dream.
“Did you want something?” I whispered, because Gods above, I sure as fuck did.
Nyssa’s brows rose as she smiled softly, rising onto her tiptoes before she pulled at the base of my neck and kissed me.
My hands ravaged her, pulling her close as her tongue wound inside my mouth. I moaned in response, our kiss deepening as I lifted her off her feet.
My, my…mate.
Our tongues danced as she threaded her fingers in my hair. I pressed her back against the divide in the rocks, her legs eagerly spreading to wrap around my waist. I ground my length between her willing thighs that were spread so beautifully for me to take, so eager for me to devour and worship.
This wasmyfemale.
Mine to take. Mine to claim.
The roaring drive to have her was deafening. The wilt would never touch her again. No fucking thing in this world would ever have her, aside from me.
Cupping my face, Nyssa pulled back.
“Wait,” she signed.
I stilled, willingly obedient only to her.
Her eyes scanned my face as her fingers traced over the contours that defined my nose, cheeks, chin, and eyes, lingering finally on my lips. I playfully nipped and kissed her delicate fingertips, adoring her taste. I swallowed heavily, trembling under the restraint to keep myself from kissing her. My right hand silently slid up her thigh, cupping her ass and gripping it tightly as I rolled my hips and thrust my hardened cock against her sex.
My female moaned in delight as her eyes fluttered, chest heaving in response to my touch.
Fuck, yes.
I desperately wanted to take her right here, right now. I wanted to claim her mouth, her pussy, and then fuck her gorgeous ass that was clutched in my eager hands.
Nyssa bit her lip, fighting against the longing I knew she felt between us. This was no longer just a one-sided attraction. She motioned for me to release her back to the ground. I followed her command. However, my grip on her perfect ass did not move.
And, to my delight, I didn’t believe she minded it one bit.