Hearing that sparked inside him and flared to life. His hands grew less gentle, grabbing and pulling at him to haul him close. Hex kissed him again, deeper, but hungry and slow.

Nyx nearly overwhelmed his senses. The way he tasted. How he smelled. Every little sound he made. He knew it was the magic, but he chose to ignore it. He liked it better if he thought their connection was genuinely that strong.