NYX’S POV
“f**k me, Xander,” I moaned, my breath coming in deep, desperate gasps.
His rhythm fastened, our bodies roaming in perfect sync. Every lunge sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, making my feet curl; I sighed my nails into his back.
His breathing was just as tattered, his groans deeper, rough.
“Oh, yeah,” Xander gritted out, his voice taut with pleasure.
I knew he was close.
Because I was too.
A humming warmth merged in my core, tightening and forming an uncontrollable feeling.
"Yes, f**k me like that," I wheezed, I was reckless, my body quivering beneath him. "You're gonna make me come, Xander!"
And then—
I faltered.
A sharp sob escaped my lips as the o****m split through me, my body trembling roughly, At the same time, I felt Xander release loads inside me, his
