The shadows slide from between my legs as I slowly come down.
As soon as my eyes refocus on Severin, a pulse of magic banishes his clothes, and he hovers in front of me, naked and erect, my dark angel, my dearest temptation.
I lied earlier without meaning to. He’s not simply special to me.
Severin is magic and power and the strength to rewrite my world. He’s the man who’s seen my dreams and done everything in his power to make them true, showing a patience and thoughtfulness that take my breath away. He’s the man who’s made me slow down and enjoy life again.
I love him with everything I am.
“Severin,” I whisper, reaching for him the second his shadows free my arms.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Severin
My wings beat just enough to keep us aloft, my shadows lifting Hannah, stroking her, holding her exactly where I want her. She looks glorious like this, washed in moonlight and flushed with pleasure.
I lick Hannah’s sweetness from my lips, salt and tang and woman. Tasting her is every bit as good as I imagined, an addiction I never want to cure.
“See how good we are together,” I say. “What just happened wasn’t because our magic joined. It wasn’t my aphrodisiac seed. No, everything that just happened was purely due to my hunger for you, and yours for me.”
Her beautiful brown eyes meet mine, full of longing and an emotion I can’t name. Yet it calls to me with a siren’s song, pulling me forward. I want to lose myself in those eyes, lose myself in her.
But first, I need her to agree, to see our attraction is real.
“You came all over my face, your pretty little pussy clenching my tongue. Then you came all over my shadows.” I brush her cheek with my fingertips, trailing them down her neck to tweak a nipple. “Tell me you want my cock. Tell me you wantme.”
“I do.” She swallows and licks her lips. “I want you.”
“Good girl.” My shadows slide over her as I pull Hannah into my arms, her legs wrapping around my hips. The head of my cock glides over her stomach, and she gasps as my aphrodisiac starts to work, grinding against me, her wetness soaking my thigh as she bears down.
“Oh, god. I need…” her voice trails off into that moan that drives me wild.
My erection leaps, leaking more fluid onto her. My mouth takes hers, nipping at her lips, drinking down her gasps of pleasure like the finest of wines.
Her skin slides against mine, softer than Faerie silk. I am enraptured. I am undone. My little witch has enchanted me fully.
I lift her higher, sliding her wetness up my length in a hot rush of pleasure. “Goddess, you feel so good. You’re so wet for me.”
We rock together, hovering in the privacy of midair, where nothing can touch us, nothing can interrupt. Here, there is no town to worry about, no other people to satisfy. There is only me and her and this all-consuming desire I have to claim her.
The moon lights her features, letting me see every feeling flickering over her expressive face. Wind lifts our hair,swirling around us and cooling my exposed skin. But where we touch… Goddess, where we touch, we blaze like an inferno.
My hands grip her thigh, her hip, pulling her into place, my shadows coiling around her.
“Severin.” Hannah whispers my name like a prayer as the shadows slip from my cock and glide across her skin. Two more grip the base of my erection and slide the head up and down her folds, wetting her with more of my seed.
Hannah clings to my neck, her mouth falling open, her little heels digging into the backs of my thighs as she climbs my body, bringing me right to her entrance.
I slide into her sweet depths and groan at the heady sensation of her squeezing me. “My Hannah, my good girl, you feel so exquisite wrapped around my cock.”
Her muscles tighten, the pressure amazing, and my hips jerk forward. Over and over, I pound into her, loving the way her velvet heat clutches at me, just as greedy for this as I am.
My magic rises, met by hers, and that wonderful feeling of connection wraps me as tightly as Hannah’s lovely thighs. It surges back and forth between us, combining a little more with each pass, blossoming outward into a greater whole. I wanted tonight to prove we don’t need this magical connection to bring us together, but I feel as if everything we’ve shared until now already proved my point. Now that it’s begun, I cannot regret it, because our magic combining makes every sensation more intense.
Hannah lets out her breathy little moan, making my length leap within her.
Goddess, I will never get enough of this woman, of thelittle sounds she makes, of her gasps of delight.
