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Nova… the wings. The cuff. You won’t be able to control them…

But she doesn’t answer me. She’s lost in the orgasm that’s about to barrel through her body. She closes her eyes. Another spark flutters into the air. She throws her head back in ecstasy and her entire body shudders.

She didn’t fake it.

That was an orgasm.

But where are the wings?

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NOVA

“I’m going to come,” I cry out and try to take my hand away from my pussy. But Kim won’t let me. He puts his hand on top of mine and holds it there as my treacherous hips grind into my fingers.

“You don’t understand.” I twist in his arms so I can look up into his face instead of into the mirror. “When I come, I—”

Looking at him like this isn’t helping.

He stares at me.

A strange expression crosses his face. Then he cups my jaw with a surprisingly strong hand and lowers his lips to mine. Gently, as if he is trying to savor every second of it, he kisses me. His lips brush mine softly at first. Then his tongue teases mine while his fingers brush softly against my jaw.

I lift my free arm and hook it around his neck, feeling the stubble on his chin, and leaning further back into him.

I’m barely touching myself now, but the way he kisses me is going to send me over the edge.

A hand skims my side, then stops on my hip before travelling back up to touch my nipple. With feather-light fingers, he teases my breasts.

Then it hits me.

He reminds me of Sam.

The way he’s touching me, the way he’s savoring every second. It’s as if he hasn’t done this before. At least, not all of it.

But that’s not possible. Is it?

Even thinking it — just letting the question dance through my thoughts — sends me over the edge.

My entire body coils and uncoils.

Sparks explode beneath my skin and I ready myself to lurch forward onto all fours, expecting my wings to burst free, shatter the mirrors, burn Kim, burn me, burn this entire place to the ground because the orgasm I’m experiencing is so strong and unexpected and incredible that I don’t know how I’m still breathing.

I feel them stretching beneath my skin, ready to burst free.

I inhale deeply, then realize the bands on my wrists are tingling.

Not with pain this time. Just a low buzzing sensation — like static.

I breathe in again.

This time, it’s like I’m breathing the fire effortlessly back inside me.

The sensation subsides slowly along with my orgasm, and my magick remains well and truly inside my body.

I’m panting, breathless, and suddenly feel as if there is nothing holding me upright. As if my bones have become jelly, I sink back into Kim’s arms and allow him to pull me close.

Although his cock is hard against the small of my back, there is nothing about him that tells me he wants this to go any further.