Chapter Five
He trailed a warm caress over her shoulders and settled his strong hands on her thighs. “Baby, your spell was a dud, if that counts for anything with your Silver Circle. I burned through it halfway up the stairs.” His lips quirked up in a playful smile. “Werewolf metabolism is a bitch, but I will say your potion got my ass moving and up here. Once I turned the lock on the door and saw your pretty worried eyes, my wolf couldn’t back down, but I couldn’t resist playing with my witch a little.”
That took the air out of her argument.
She worked her mouth a couple of times, but she had nothing.
He massaged his large hands up her legs and worked his hands up her sides to her trim waist, and with little effort, pulled her back over him. He was good. Really good, the sneaky bastard, but she couldn’t argue with how right it all felt.
She settled her legs on either side of his thighs, reached between them and guided the tip of his engorged cock to her opening. “One movement either direction and our futures are either intertwined or—”
“There is no or about this. If someone has a problem with us, they’ll know where to find me. I’m only sorry it took us this long.”
Sadie gasped. She struggled to keep her eyes open and locked on him. His warmth enveloped her, soothing her body, soul, and heart.
Even in the dim lighting of her apartment, she could read how the beautiful contours of his face defined what felt so natural between them. A friendship that kindled a soul-deep passion and raged on through long nights of sharing beers and long talks about anything and everything.
She rested her palms over his chest, his heart a steady, strong beat beneath her touch much like the man she had fallen for long before she even realized.
He wrapped his hands on either side of her face and angled her to look at him. “Watch me take you, Sadie.”
His command anchored her gaze on him. She tightened her grip on his shoulders, his fingers now massaging into her hips. Aidan clamped his hands around her hips and drove into her wet channel in one swift fusion of their bodies.
He lifted her off his thick cock only to drive back into her, the tip hitting the bundled knot of nerves buried within her core.
Rocketing past pure pleasure and straight into pussy-clenching delight, she could do nothing but hold onto him.
She leaned forward to allow deeper penetration. Warm lips captured one nipple, then the other. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive peaks, working the tight points tighter than she ever imagined possible.
He flexed his hips, pistoning deeper still. Her eyes rolled shut and her power reached out to him, fusing a connection of their energies.
Goddess, she loved how her body yearned for more of him. She had waited for so long, wanting this exact moment with him, not even her fantasies lived up to the actual way he made her body sing to his touch.
“I’ve wanted to taste your delicious skin from the first day I saw you. Now that I have you in my mouth, I only want you. Again and again. I don’t think I’ll ever get my fill.”
Her heart swelled with the words he lavished on her. As though he could see into her mind and read her thoughts. Was that possible? Part of the bonding? She had so many questions.
“I want you turned around and bent over in front of me.” His voice rumbled with his command and her body responded with a rush of fervent heat.
With a solid grip on her hips, he flipped her over onto her stomach. Pure shock and a surge of pleasure brought her ass up and into his waiting hands.
He worked her into position, gliding his dick into her sticky, wet pussy once more. With a firm hold, he pulled her into the dip of his pelvis. She clutched a handful of a throw blanket that fell from the back of her sofa, trying for leverage. A cry slipped past her lips, and she thrust back as he drove forward to create a delicious friction that catapulted her into another realm, past where her magic or any battery-operated boyfriend could take her.
He pressed his weight into as he leaned forward to stroke the pleasure bud between her slick folds. Electric shocks pulsated through her. So close.
So, sooo, close to teetering over the edge.
He drove into her with a slow, powerful thrust only to pull back out again and repeat his delicious torture.
“Come here.” Aidan withdrew from her body and turned her around. He lifted her to straddle him and he walked her over to the window. He nestled her close and she had no fear of him letting her slip. Shafts of moonlight broke through the closed window to reflect in his eyes. She loved watching the silver light cascade over his broad shoulders. He was born to the night and it suited him perfectly. “I want to take you in the moonlight, then claim you as mine.”
Please, yes. Her heart tripped along, and her breath caught in her chest.
“Does that frighten you, baby?” His shoulders stiffened beneath her grip.
She worried her lower lip and scanned his face for any other signs of what he might be feeling, but it seemed only he had that kind of insight or perhaps was only good at hiding his feelings. She would bet money on the latter.
He leaned her against the wall and positioned the head of his shaft at the entrance of her wet slit. With her heels pressed against his firm buttocks, she sank onto his length and worked him into her. There was no room for fear between them, and if it took all night for her to prove it to him, she could handle the task.