Page 30 of Enchanting Her Monsters
Even though I’m sure she wants to, she hasn’t tried to pull away and run. Maybe she understands how dangerous that is to do with a predator.
“All I can offer is to tie you down so you can’t touch me,” I confess with an edge to my voice that bleeds with my pain. “Then I’d take your body. I’d be rough. Maybe violent. Uncaring if you enjoyed it. I can’t say you’d walk away uninjured.”
“Is that how you want it to be with me? Painful?” she asks with all the calmness in the world. “Do you want to make me pay for what happened to you?”
I jerk my head back and blink. How can she be so calm? “I don’t want to hurt you. Not really. But I’m broken, so I might.” My thumb brushes down over her pulse that is thumping wildly.
“I get it. You don’t want me to touch you. You need to be in control.” She licks her lips. Is the subtle act from nerves or interest? “But do you even want to be withme?”
“My cock has woken up for the first time in years. My hands itch to reach out for you. My heart aches to truly feel again.” I skim my nose over hers. My lips are so close I might die from holding back. “Because of you.”
“Me?” Her green eyes seem to glow electric. “If I let you tie me down so you’re in control, would you want to see what happens?”
“I can’t… but goddess, yes. One day, I want to get beyond this.” I bury my face in her silky silver hair, inhaling her sweet, addictive scent. “You’d do that?”
“It’s on my bucket list. Osen did something similar in the shadowscape, and I enjoyed it. And if you need to feel safe, I’m willing.”
“We’d need someone there, so I don’t go too far.”
“Maxum,” she offers. “Flint and Arran will be overly protective and possessive.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, pulling back to watch her expression. “And what about Osen’s power?”
“It hasn’t been triggered when I’m with the others.” Jade blushes. “And… I’m sorry for earlier. I didn’t mean to tug on your soul when I climaxed.”
“Why did that happen?”
She drops her gaze and chews her lip for a moment. “I, uh, wanted you. I didn’t mean to upset you and make you run off.”
“I ran off because I wanted to come into your bed and offer my soul to you.”
Jade sucks in a breath. I’d be lying if my ego didn’t inflate along with my cock at the look in her eyes.
Something primal takes over and, still clasping her hands behind her, I pick her up and crash us against a huge sycamore tree.
“Keep your hands there!” I growl as my hand fists the hair at her nape and the other is at her throat.
She whimpers deliciously, her pupils blowing wide with lust.
My mouth slams down on hers, consuming her like she is the air I need to survive. Tasting her like no other being can, I brush against her soul. She is my key to regaining my life.
Sheislife. Personified.
I don’t know what she is exactly, but it feels like she could heal me just by being close.
Our tongues tangle, and I want to be inside her any way I can. If I could crawl inside her, I would. I will have to make do with my tongue, fingers, cock. And when we make love, I’ll give her my magic—a magic I thought was long dead.
I grind my body against hers. She’s being such a good witch, keeping her hands to herself. Part of me wants her to give in and run her hands over my skin. But I’m unsure if I can truly handle it if she does.
I suck on her tongue, pulling it into my mouth. She goes willingly.
Then I’m ripped away from her warmth, being thrown clear by twenty feet or more.
The ground shakes as heavy footsteps draw closer to where I’ve landed. “I won’t let you hurt her!” Flint snarls in my face.
“I wasn’t!” I hold up my arms, waiting for a brain bashing blow that will probably kill me.
“Flint! No!” Jade cries, jumping on to his shoulders to get his attention. “He wasn’t hurting me. I liked it.”
