Page 22 of Moonlight Bonds (The Nexus #4)

“I like it when you say my full name. I never told you that because I know what you’re like.

If I told you that you calling me by my name makes me nearly come, you’d be doing it all of the time in every inappropriate situation.

” I damn well will be now. “Every time you say it, it’s like you’re teasing me.

Fuck, it kills me. Do I drive you to madness too, Gwen?

” I nod my head as his thumbs run up the apex of my thighs.

He’s so close to my core, and I feel like begging him to move his hands.

He doesn’t. His hands just resting on either side of my core, not touching me, but so, so close.

“ Mate is worse. When you call me your mate, I lose it,” he explains so calmly as my heart races. “I want you to call me mate as you come on my fingers.”

I nod once, unable to even get the words out of my mouth.

He’s so demanding. Controlling. I don’t know what I expected him to be like, but I’m a little surprised he’s like this.

I groan as he presses one kiss to my thigh and to the other.

A low growl echoes out of my throat. “I am not appreciative of all the teasing. You’re mean. ”

“Unfortunately for you, I love teasing. Now behave…” He is back to that commanding voice, and Gods, I love it. He presses his hand down on my stomach to stop me from getting up and kissing him, teasing him right back. “And I might reward you.”

He runs his fingers up my wet slit in one smooth movement that nearly has me toppling over the edge into an orgasm.

He doesn’t make me wait long, his thumb moving to my clit and running one circle around it.

Waves of pleasure ache through me and radiate down my spine.

Gods above, I want him inside me. Alek doesn’t let up from the soft, slow pressure he gives me, never letting it turn to something more, just relentless in his torture. “I want more.”

“I can feel.” His gentle laughter echoes around our enclosed booth as he lowers his face and replaces his thumb with his tongue.

At the same time, he slides two fingers straight into me, and I moan as my back arches.

Yes, yes, yes. I hear the wood cracking under my fingernails as I dig them in, feel the thump of the music outside and the heavy beat of people stomping on the dancefloor, but none of it registers like the feel of Aleksander’s fingers fucking me at the same pace as his tongue.

He owns me, every single inch, and he knows it.

I moan loudly, nearly screaming in pleasure.

I don’t care who hears me anyway as he fucks me with his fingers and tongue.

He doesn’t stop, and he is consistently demanding.

He holds back from letting me come though.

I’m not above begging at this point. “Aleksander, please.”

“You know what I want you to say,” he grumbles against my pussy, and I look down at him. His dark hair is curled and messy, and his eyes are playful as they meet mine. His hands grip my thighs tightly, and he looks like a God.

“Mate. You’re my mate, Alek,” I moan. “And I want you to make me come.”

“With pleasure, mate.” I’m not prepared as he speeds up with his fingers and tongue, letting me crash into that perfect orgasm completely at his control. The orgasm ripples through me like a shooting star violently hammering across the sky, and the world goes black as I feel all of it.

I come back as I hear him undoing his belt buckle.

He pulls my hips to the edge of the table, and I look down at him as he goes to continue undoing his trousers now his belt is loose.

I move his hands away, and he arches an eyebrow, but he doesn’t stop me.

I undo his button before slowly pulling his zipper down, feeling the hard length of him grazing against my fingertips within seconds.

He groans, leaning over me and digging his hands into the table.

I push the edge of his trousers down, his boxers going with them, until I finally see all of him.

Damn, the Gods really, really blessed me.

My Nexus purrs. He’s big, thick and looks totally like he can damage me with that thing.

I might not be able to walk afterwards, but I’m sure as fuck going to enjoy the ride.

I can barely wrap my fingers around him as I stroke him once.

The table creaks under the pressure of his hands, and when I look to see if he noticed, his eyes are flickering between the pure darkness of Alek’s Nexus and him.

No, that won’t do. Not for our first time together.

“Listen to me, Nexus. Aleksander has me this time.” Aleksander's eyes stay firmly on mine. “Stay with me for this.”

He grabs the back of my neck, pulling my lips up to his.

“Mine.” His growl is possessive against my lips, and I can taste myself on him.

Taste how perfect we’re going to be together.

“I’ll always stay with you. It’s why I waited for you.

It’s why I never touched anyone. Gwen, I wanted to be your first, but I’ll have anything from you. I just want you now and forever.”

Grabbing his ass, I pull him closer to me until he covers my body on the table with his, barely holding me on the edge.

His cock feels hot as I line him up and look into his eyes as he pushes the tip of himself into me.

I moan, feeling how tight he’s making me, and I barely manage to hold eye contact as he pushes in more, just an inch more at a time, and his arms shake.

All my senses are devoured by him as he pulls back a little and pushes all the way to the hilt with one long thrust, hands digging into my hips.

I cry out in pleasure so loud it echoes out of my throat, as I realise how perfectly he fits inside me.

He hurts a bit, but it’s in a delicious way that I never want to stop.

“Fuck, you’re tight and hot. Better than I imagined,” he murmurs against my lips as he begins to fuck me, hurriedly, out of control, and I love it.

He slams into me over and over, hitting my sensitive clit with each thrust. He pulls my top down, taking one of my nipples into his mouth, nipping and licking as I throw my head back on the table and enjoy every moment of him.

My neck arches back, pleasure and heat building through my body so fast as he fucks me hard on the table.

The whole table is shaking and rocking, and it’s no surprise as the wood cracks.

It collapses to the ground, and we fall with it, Aleksander swiftly moving us so he lands on his back with me in his arms. Desperate with need, I climb onto his lap and slide right back onto him in the chaos, and he growls in approval.

“My mate,” I whisper against his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he whispers against my lips, grabbing my hips and holding me to him as he fucks me from below.

The pleasure is indescribable as my orgasm teeters on the edge.

With a few more thrusts, I tighten around him, crying out his name as I come hard for the second time.

He roars as he thrusts one more time, hard and deep, and fills me.

We both stare breathlessly at each other, looking at the broken table, wood shattered around us, the actual cracks in the walls we caused, and my claws dug into the side of his neck, along with bite marks.

“We made a mess.” I laugh, making him grin. I can feel him dripping down the side of me, even when he is still hard and filling me so perfectly. Pleasure echoes down my spine as I realise I want more—no, my Nexus does. His eyes flicker straight to black as his Nexus senses the change in me.

“My turn,” Alek’s Nexus growls, and I let my Nexus fully take over as he flips me onto my knees and slides straight back into me from behind. All I feel is overwhelming pleasure knowing that Alek is my mate and this is how perfect we are for each other.