Nyx's Pov
His words sent tremors through my body. But I couldn't let him. He was still recovering from last night.
“Caspian…you’re still recovering.”
“I don’t care,” he growled, his hand already sliding down, pressing between my legs through the thin shirt.
A gasp tore from me as his fingers grazed my p***y, discovering just how ready I already was. Heat rushed through me, burning, aching.
He smirked faintly, his lips brushing against my neck as he began to nibble, leaving hot trails of hickeys across my skin. “You want me too.”
I couldn’t deny it. My body betrayed me, arching into his touch, trembling beneath him.
My hands fumbled with the waistband of his shorts, pushing them down just enough. His length sprang free, hard and hot against my thigh. My breath hitched at the sight
