Goddess, he was righter than he even knew. Her magic crackled and intensified with every touch. Almost like static electricity clung to every particle in the air. The sensation it caused felt like a thousand volts of electricity bursting through her.
“But Aidan —” She barely managed a wistful reply.
He stood, locked her tight against his jean-clad thighs and melded their lips together before she could resist. His tongue pushed past her lips and she opened on an illicit groan.
Wild need forced out any arguments. Who was she kidding? No sane woman could resist him. With her fingers tangled in his hair, she leaned deeper into the kiss. She stroked his tongue with hers, desperate for the wild molten urgency he spiked within her.
Aidan sucked her bottom lip into the warm crevice of his mouth before releasing it to delve his tongue deep, claiming her mouth.
She broke away and gulped in air. Her chest rose and fell with the surge of desire that flooded her system. “Clothes. Ditch them.”
He took two steps back, his ardent gaze never leaving hers. She reclined back on her elbows and spread her legs, gazing down the length of her body to see how much she affected him. A wolfish grin of her own tipped the edges of her lips as she watched pre-cum wet the tip of his cock as he peeled back the opening of his jeans.
Her mouth watered for a taste, but her pussy throbbed for the need to have him in her. Just by watching him reveal every inch of his hard body she craved more than her next breath, sent her heart thudding in her chest.
His shirt hit the floor, followed by his heavy boots and those sexy black jeans designed to show a man’s best assets.
She drank in the alpha’s broad shoulders, flesh she’d love to sink her nails into, and strong, well-defined arms she craved to have wrapped around her. What would they feel like holding her to him as he sank into her?
She’d never wanted a man this way before. With such a raw hunger that consumed her. And never had a man made her feel the way he did with a single touch or kiss. She ran the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip.
Aidan stood still wearing nothing but a devil-may-care grin and a smoldering glint in his eye that said he was going to eat her up from head to toe, his gaze already burning a trail over her pussy.
Sadie took a deep soul-shuddering breath. She loved how he reacted to seeing her body, how he had no problems with her magic. Ironic, since it was the only reason for their little predicament in the first place.
She could do this. Toss out all reason and take what she wanted. One time didn’t make her a bad person. Right?
“You’re thinking too loudly, baby.”
Aidan pushed forward, and she opened farther for him. He palmed her ass and lifted. She wrapped her legs around his thick waist. Goddess, they fit so well together. Her body molded around him like puzzle pieces interlocking.
The length of his cock pressed her wet folds. Her insides quivered from the zap of electricity their connection created. With a single swish of her hips she could have what she craved.
Aidan. Deep inside her, making her wildest fantasies come true.
Instead, he held her against him, one hand keeping her hips still while the other supported her back.
Her powers pulsed with each heartbeat, seeking out every place their skin touched, meshing their energy. Holy Hades. She squeezed her eyes closed to help still the room from spinning with all the desire her body exuded.
As an apprentice, her mother and the Elders had warned her how a witch’s magic was her weakness as much as it was her strength. Is this what they had meant? Because if she didn’t know any better, it felt as if she was the one under an unbreakable spell.
Aidan tightened his grip, peppering kisses along her collarbone, up her neck then retraced his path. She leaned back in his arms, thrusting her breasts up for the beast to taste. The movement ground her dripping wet pussy against his hard shaft.
A growl rumbled deep in his chest. In warning or appreciation? Warm lips surrounded first one nipple, then the next. He laved at her skin and devoured her as though she was exactly as he’d said—an erotic piece of fruit and he couldn’t get enough of. His light beard tickled her skin and sent a flush of fevered anticipation from head to toe.
She rocked her core along the ridge of his shaft and she could feel her juices slipping out to wet them both. His fingers flexed into the flesh of her hip. Desperate to finally have him, Sadie let out a frustrated groan when he held her in place.
His chest rumbled with a chuckle. “Something wrong, my little witch?”
Little witch?
Sadie raked her nails down his shoulders and around his back letting her powers simmer to the surface. He arched, thrusting closer to her nirvana. So close.
“Fuck, Sadie! That was good!”
The delicious husky words she received from him rocketed her closer to the edge of insanity. She didn’t know how much longer she could last without having him in her.
She sank her teeth into the tender area of his neck and bit down with her blunt teeth. Little by little she nibbled her way up his neck only to latch onto his soft earlobe. Using his strong hands, he rocked her pussy against his bare cock making her girl-cum drip all over them.