"Look at me," he commanded softly, one hand tilting my chin until our eyes met. The intensity in his gaze stole what little breath I had left, “You are doing so good.” He pushed into me hard, before withdrawing slowly again leaving me gasping for air at the feeling as sparks of pleasure shot through me with each catch of his still forming knot.
"I'm trying," I whispered, my voice breaking as another controlled thrust sent pleasure spiraling through me.
"I know," he murmured, his expression softening even as his body maintained that relentless control. "And you're perfect."
The praise washed over me like warm honey, making me arch into his next thrust with renewed eagerness. His knot continued to swell, catching more firmly with each measured movement. The sensation was indescribable—pleasure edged with just enough pain to heighten every sensation.
"Nicolaus," I begged, not entirely sure what I was asking for anymore as he withdrew again and slowly entered me again.
"Please," I begged, my voice breaking. "I can't take anymore."
Something shifted in his expression—a flicker of satisfaction, of triumph. "Yes, you can," he whispered, his thumb brushing across my lower lip. Without warning, his pace changed, thrusts becoming harder…. deeper, but still the slow agonizing pace.
His knot grew with each controlled thrust, the edges catching and tugging at my entrance in a way that made me cry out his name. The forest around us absorbed my sounds, the morning light dappling through leaves across our joined bodies.
"That's it," he murmured, his voice rough with restraint. "Let me hear you." My body trembled beneath him, overwhelmed by sensation but craving more.
With one final, powerful thrust, Nicolaus's knot locked fully inside me, the sensation so intense that I screamed his name into the forest air. My body convulsed around him as another climax tore through me, more powerful than any before. Thefeeling of being so utterly claimed, so completely his, sent a shockwave of pleasure through my entire body.
"Perfect," he breathed, his forehead resting against mine as we both struggled to catch our breath. "You're absolutely perfect."
I could only whimper in response, my body still trembling from the intensity of our joining. His knot pulsed inside me, each throb sending aftershocks of pleasure radiating through my core. The sensation was unlike anything I'd experienced—intimate beyond measure, binding us together in the most primal way possible.
"How do you feel?" he asked quietly, his hands gentle as they smoothed over my heated skin.
"Full," I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying out. "So full” I shifted a bit, crying out when I felt his knot shift in me, the feeling of pleasure starting again.
"Careful," Nicolaus murmured, his hands stilling my movement with gentle but firm pressure. "We're locked together now. Any movement will..."
His words trailed off as I shifted again, unable to help myself. The sensation was overwhelming—every small adjustment sent waves of pleasure through both of us. I watched his jaw clench, his carefully maintained control wavering as his body responded to the friction. I did it again, my mind in a haze as I was just now following what felt good.
"Lilianna," Nicolaus groaned, his eyes closing briefly as he struggled for control. "If you keep doing that..."
I shifted deliberately this time, watching his face contort with pleasure as his knot pressed against sensitive places inside me. The power I held in this moment—to break his legendary control—was intoxicating.
"What happens if I keep doing that?" I whispered, my voice rough from crying out.
His eyes snapped open, dark and dangerous. "I won't be responsible for the consequences."
I smiled, feeling bold despite my exhaustion. "Maybe I don't want you to be responsible right now."
Something primal flashed across his features. In one fluid motion, he rolled us over, careful to maintain our connection but changing our positions so I straddled him. The movement caused his knot to shift inside me, drawing a broken moan from my lips.
"You want to be in control?" Nicolaus asked, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers through me. "Then show me."
Despite my exhaustion, I found myself moving above him, drawing on reserves of energy I didn't know I possessed. Each subtle shift sent waves of sensation through both of us, his knot creating an exquisite friction that had me gasping with each movement.
"That's it," he encouraged, his hands guiding my hips with careful precision. "Take what you need from me."
The forest around us seemed to pulse with our rhythm, morning light filtering through the canopy to paint patterns across our skin. I could feel another climax building, impossible as it seemed after everything we'd shared. My body trembled with the effort of maintaining the pace, but the hunger in his eyes drove me forward.
"I can't," I whispered, my strength finally beginning to fail.
"You can," Nicolaus said firmly, his hands tightening on my hips, taking over the movement when my strength faltered. "Let me help you."
He guided me with gentle pressure, lifting me slightly before bringing me back down in a rhythm that made stars explode behind my eyelids. The forest spun around me, sunlight dappling through leaves creating patterns that blurred as pleasure built once more.
"Nicolaus," I gasped, my voice barely a whisper now. "I don't think I can—"
