He’s setting a clear boundary, and when he raises his eyebrows at me, I nod, a small jerk of my head. That’s all the wisps of shadows will allow, my lips pressed tightly together in a clear sign of my compliance. His pupils blow out, swallowing up the last of the blue. When he moves over to press in close to me, a whimper works its way out of my chest.
His bond purrs at the sound of it.
I stare up at him, splayed out underneath him like a sacrifice just how he wants me— or maybe not, because I still have a lot more clothing on than either of us would like.
The moment I think that, the shadows start to move. They’re nothing like the shadows that North controls. His shadows were like a caress, firm but loving as they had pleasured me. These shadows are about control, holding me and moving me this way and that at the urges of their god.
I feel as though I’m merely an object that belongs to him, something he owns for his own desire, but the idea of his pleasures finally being mine to sate is more than exciting. It feels right, as though this is how it always should have been.
The shadows begin to pull and tear at my clothes, stripping them away from my body until I’m naked, my legs tugged apart for him. When he steps away from the bed, his eyes drop down, flaring at the sight of my pussy spread open for him.
“Watch me, Oleander. Watch what you’re doing to me, and what I’m going to do to you.”
His voice is low and rough, drenched in sex already, and my body reacts to it before I can obey his demands. My back arches, straining against the shadows even as they hold me in place.
I want him so badly.
I want to tell him that, to tell him everything on my mind until I’m begging for his touch. I have to bite my lip to keep the words from bubbling out and breaking his rules already.
Nox has no idea of the internal war I’m fighting right now as he strips, slowly revealing his perfectly toned body, the smooth planes of his muscles like a vision for my eyes to drink in as he moves fluidly. He looks every inch like the god that he is, never mind the one living inside him. When he turns back towards the bed, I see that his cock is hard and heavy where it curves up towards his belly, no mistaking how ready he is to fuck me.
My mouth waters at the sight of it.
My bond pushes at my mind, desperate to take control and demand things from him, but I push it back, a feat more difficult than keeping my own mouth shut. Nox sees it all though, sees the battle I fight with it. When I win, he smirks at me, just a hint of pride in his eyes that I’m playing by his rules.
He doesn’t fight his bond the same way.
My cheeks flush at his obvious approval, and the smirk stays put on his face as he climbs back onto the bed to sink down onto his elbows between my legs, his shadows moving out of the way without needing his commands, seamlessly obeying his every whim. They’re more than just shadows he controls, they’re a part of him as much as any of his limbs.
His lips are hot on my thigh, his teeth sharp as he nips at the soft skin there, and I’m lucky that squirming under his shadows isn’t off-limits because I writhe out my need for him. I need… more. I need him to eat me out, or fuck me, or spank my ass until I can’t sit for a week.
Pain or pleasure, I need something only he can give me right now.
I feel his breath brush against my throbbing clit, and I almost break. I almost sob at him to give me something, anything, touch me, anything, but his teeth sink into my hip in warning, a sharp reminder to hold myself in check if I want my reward, and I clamp my teeth shut until my jaw aches, a whimper breaking through.
His lips touch my pussy at the same time that his fingers slip inside of me, filling me up but not quite enough, stoking the fire inside of me without pushing me over the edge. I find myself greedy for it, greedy to come, because I’ve waited so long for this.
The shadows pull at my body, moving me and making adjustments until I feel something stroking my thighs that isn’t Nox… at least not his hands. The stroking moves higher until it slips down to push against my ass.
My eyes fly open, and I glance down my body at him, his own eyes shifting to voids as his bond looks back at me with an unerring stare. There’s obsession in his eyes, a dark and twisted sort of love as they both take what they want from me.
They both want to fuck me.
I’m tense, a little unsure of how the hell this is going to work, but I trust them both completely. When my eyes flutter shut, Nox’s bond growls at me, a sound deep in his throat that my own bond strains inside of me to answer.
He fucks my pussy with his tongue until I forget my own name, the shadow of his bond slipping inside me easily, and my first orgasm washes over me. It’s intense, especially as my body clamps down and my entire body heats up like I’m burning inside.
I haven’t done this before, not like this, but the dark voids of his eyes as they both pleasure me, the way I open up to them both perfectly, all of it adds to the pleasure building in me. It’s as though they’re both marking me as theirs, testing me and the limits of what I’ll give them, but I’ve already decided there is no limit.
I want everything with this man and his bond. I want to give them both everything, and I want Nox to take his pleasure, giving it back to me tenfold.
I want more.
When his fingers slip out of me, his knees drawing up until his shadows are moving me again, he pushes my knees up to my chest for him so that he can line his cock up to slowly push into my pussy at the same time that his bond takes my ass.
“Mine,” his bond hisses, and I glance up to see it watching my body open up to them both, hands grasping at the inside of my thighs alongside the shadows as they hold my legs wide open.
His shadow grows impossibly bigger inside my ass, big enough that I have a small moment of panic that I’m going to split in half. The moment I think that, his hips meet mine, and his cock is all the way inside my pussy while his shadows fill my ass.
I can’t breathe in the best way.
He’s everywhere all at once, covering me and consuming me. When his hips start to move and his bond’s shadow works in tandem, I can’t help but writhe and moan underneath him, my body taking over as my mind narrows to know nothing but the pleasure he’s giving me.
His hand creeps up my chest to sit at the base of my throat, pressing me deeper into the pillows as his hips surge inside of me, pumping slowly as he fucks me. The pressure makes it harder to breathe, harder to think and overthink every little thing, until all that exists is the thick lengths of his cock and shadows as he stretches me to my limit and beyond. I squirm underneath him, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as a moan ekes out of my chest from under the heavy weight of his palm.
I want more.
I have to bite my lip to stop the words from coming out, the mantra of my greedy bond and the words that it’s muttered and snapped and moaned at all of my Bonded at some point between the sheets.
But not this one.
This one demands my silence, needs my body to be his for the taking without any demands or directions. And for my silence, I’m rewarded with pleasure that has my toes curling and my lungs giving out.
“Mine, this is all mine.”
When his hand moves down my body, his fingers finding my clit again with ease and working it over, I come so hard that my vision whites out.