River grazed her clit, her eyes fluttering shut as her back arched. She moaned.
Gods above, Nikhail had never heard such a lovely sound. His fingers curled around the edges of the dresser behind him. “Look at me, Princess. I want you to know who is here with you when you touch that pretty pussy.”
She obeyed immediately, sending a flush of warmth through him.
“Good,” he rumbled. “Does that feel nice?”
“Yes,” she moaned, slipping a finger inside herself. “But Nik, it’s not… I want…”
“I know.” He released the dresser, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking firmly.
How many times had he fucked his hand, picturing River in his mind while he did so?
He’d lost count.
“I fucking know,” he added. He wanted her more than he could articulate. More than he’d ever wanted anyone in his life. “But I want to see how radiant you are when you come. I want to watch you break apart and know it’s just for me. Will you be a good girl and show me?”
She slipped another finger into her channel. The sound of her fingers sliding through her slick heat, along with the soft whimpers she made as she brought herself closer to the edge, swirled through the room.
“There you go,” he whispered hoarsely. “You’re close, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” Her eyes glazed over as she picked up speed.
Releasing his cock, Nikhail stepped towards the bed. He kneeled beside River, the mattress sinking to accommodate his weight.
“Come for me,” he commanded.
And she did, with a cry that he quickly muffled with his own lips. He swallowed the sound of her pleasure until she was limp beneath him.
“You did so well,” he praised. “So fucking well.”
River rolled out from under him, her cheeks flushed. She pushed herself onto her elbows and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing the rest of her glorious body.
“Gods, you’re gorgeous,” Nikhail groaned.
Every part of her, from her flushed cheeks to her hardened nipples and the curls between her legs, was fucking remarkable.
River moved onto all fours. Looking over her shoulder, she held his gaze.
“Nikhail,” she breathed, and he’d never heard a better sound. Never seen a better sight than his water fae, naked and ready for him. “I need you to fuck me. Right now.”
Had he thought her saying his name in that breathy way of hers was the best sound he’d ever heard? He’d been wrong.
That demand was even better.
Nikhail positioned himself behind River, notching his cock at her soaked entrance. His tip slid in, and he froze.
“Fuck,” he ground out through clenched teeth. “Condom.”
How could he have forgotten that? They’d already talked about sexually transmitted diseases on the night of the bonding, but this was different. He should’ve remembered this.
River shook her head. “No need. I’m on the pill.” Thank the gods, because an accidental pregnancy was the last thing they needed. “I’ve never had anyone like this, and I… I would like to feel you, Nik.Please.”
His lips pulled up. “I love hearing you beg for my cock, little storm.”
His fingers dug into her hips, but for a long moment, he didn’t move. He held himself there, awe welling inside him as he drank in the sight of River before him.
She was everything he’d ever wanted.