Changed by Fire (Phoenix Rising #6) - Harper Wylde Page 0,123
settling her on her side and crawling into bed behind her. I rubbed my chin over her shoulder, marking her with my scent as she squirmed, the fragrance of her arousal thick and dizzying as it swirled through the room.
Hooking her leg over mine, I worked my way into her body in long, smooth thrusts until she was keening my name as I fucked her, content to spend the rest of the day showing her just how true that declaration was.
Nix was mine.
And soon, it would be official.
I gritted my teeth and held back my orgasm when the vision of her mark on my body flitted through my mind.
“Mine,” I growled possessively.
I couldn’t fucking wait.
Twenty-Eight
Damien
I knew the moment Nix skipped into the kitchens without even having to turn around. Her scent was sweet and smoky, delectable enough to make me drool, and her mind was happy and content. I knew she’d been with Killian yesterday, and their time together had put her in a blissful mood. I had a feeling some of that had to do with the traces of Killian I could still scent on her skin, mixing with the floral body wash Ryder had gotten her.
Her small hands snuck around my waist as she pressed herself against my back. Something had shifted after the secrets we’d all shared the other day, the revelations deepening and strengthening our already solid bond.
“Hi, Batman.” She nuzzled her cheek between my shoulders as she squeezed me, her hands lazily stroking over the hard ridges of my abs. I loved when she felt me up without even realizing it, appreciating my body and the work I put into it. I wouldn’t lie, I enjoyed staying in shape, especially when Nix’s eyes lit up when they traced over my flesh every time we were naked together, but staying physically fit was more than that where I was concerned. Every hour I put into the gym, into toning and building muscle, was so I could better protect my mate. My Gargoyle’s wings shot out in my mind, flexing in agreement. “What are you making?” She practically moaned at the savory aroma filling the kitchen.
“Chicken marsala, eggplant parmesan, ziti, meatballs, and pizzas,” I rattled off, focused on grating blocks of mozzarella while trying to control the way my cock reacted to Nix anytime she had her hands on my body.
She stepped back, trailing her fingers along my skin until she stood next to me with one hand on my forearm to steady my movements. “Why don’t I do that for you? I want to help.”
I turned my head and smiled down at her, thoroughly missing our days of cooking together in our kitchen back home. My heart panged with everything I’d lost. It must have reflected in my eyes, because Nix stretched up to kiss me, waiting for me to lean down and capture her lips. I didn’t make her wait for long, dropping what I was doing to wrap her up in my arms.
I’ve missed you, I told her mentally, not willing to pull back and end our lip lock too soon. Her tongue teased its way into my mouth, and I lost the battle with my cock, feeling all my blood rush to fill it. With a groan, I pushed her back against the counter, careful not to bruise her back with my strength as I pinned her in place.
Her tongue tickled over the recesses of my mouth, and I devoured her, savoring her flavor as I let her feel what she did to me.
I’ve missed you too, Batman. Even her mental tone was breathy, and I debated if I had time to take Nix into the storage closet and fuck her against the wall.
I sent her the visual, and she moaned her agreement.
Joshua’s mind teased at the edge of my mental barrier, and I opened the connection to feel his pure amusement.
Mind if I join you? he inquired.
The quiet bang of the kitchen door drew Nix’s attention, and she pulled back with a sheepish look on her face as she peeked around me.
“Hi!” She beamed at her Basilisk. I was so fucking happy to see that pure joy on her face, knowing her soul was settled now that she had all of us with her. It was hard to remember that just half a year ago, Nix hadn’t even known shifters existed or that she was one. It felt like a lifetime ago and yesterday all at the same damn time.