CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN
ONYX
It was almost three in the morning by the time all of the guests and attendants had left the reception. Onyx desperately wanted Azura, even though he knew they could make love anytime they wanted, but it was important to him to cap the night off with his marking.
They had discussed it a few times, and Onyx had assured her that it wasn’t painful but necessary when it came to being a shifter. He didn’t own her, but he merely had to make sure everyone knew she was his mate.
Azura had loved the idea, joking with him that it was a little kinky.
They made their way upstairs to the bedroom of the estate, with Onyx holding his wife scooped in his arms. He was admittedly a little tipsy, so he made sure that he was extra careful with her.
They both giggled on their way to the bedroom, falling on top of each other. Onyx took in his wife’s scent, breathing deeply.
“Lord,” he murmured, pushing his face into her neck, “you smell so good, my darling.”
Azura continued to laugh, but her breaths eventually became deeper as he moved his mouth down her dress, finding her glorious breasts and kissing each like they were jewels.
“Mmm,” he groaned.
Onyx moved his head quickly down her body, overwhelmed by her beauty and her decadence, and he found himself between her legs. He pushed her underwear aside as he dove into deep without hesitation.
“Onyx!”
Azura cried out in surprise, her back arching against the bed. She soon settled into his mouth, rubbing her clit against his face, and Onyx was loving it.
He rubbed his nose against her swollen bulb while using his tongue to slide deep inside. Azura was wriggling on the bed, and he had to hold her still by her hips.
I can’t believe I get to taste her every single day.
Onyx could feel his hardness threatening to break through his dress pants. The build-up was appetizing. As much as he knew Azura often detested it, he loved teasing her, bringing her as close to the edge as her mind and beautiful body could take.
She rolled up the skirt of her dress to her pelvis, gazing down at him. Her eyes were wild with desire for him, which only made him move his face faster and lick her tender bits more ferociously.
“God, I love it when you eat me up,” she whispered.
God, she is such a babe.
Onyx smiled as he tasted her, feeling like he could sit between her legs for hours on end. But he knew she couldn’t take it for much longer, so he brought two fingers to her clit, and then applied enough pressure to make her scream in ecstasy.
“Fuck, Onyx!”
He moved his fingers in circles while continuing to use his tongue on her enchanting insides. He knew her so well, her movements, her sounds, her flavor, that he could play her like an instrument and knew exactly when it was time to hit the final strum. Azura would hold her breath and seize her muscles just before letting out the sexiest sounding whimpers. She did just that as her body soared, her juices flowing into his mouth and tasting like heaven.
She moaned his name over and over as she dug her nails into her dress. When she had finished riding the waves of her climax, Onyx began helping her undress. She was looking dozy but smiling so wonderfully.
“You are addicting,” she whispered.
Onyx removed his jacket and shirt before helping her unzip her dress from the back. The slow reveal of her naked body was tantalizing, and he wanted to kiss every patch of skin that showed itself to him in the moonlight of their first time as husband and wife.
“You’re my addiction,” he whispered into her ear.
He nibbled on her ear and then moved down her neck as she shimmied the dress off. When she was completely naked, he ripped off his pants, uncaring about the cost. He only wanted to feel her. To meld themselves into one another until there was nothing left around them.
Onyx crawled onto the bed and sat on his butt, holding his arms out to his beloved.
“Come here, my beauty,” he said softly.
She smiled at him and crawled on top, slowly straddling him. Onyx held his manhood by the base as she slid him inside of her, both moaning at the overwhelming sensation.