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But I didn't want him to leave. I nodded my head.

Jay slid into me gently, and my head fumbled backward. But Jay moved slowly, carefully almost. He made deep, calculated thrusts, and I felt my toes curl.

The air felt different, and that vibrating feeling built up inside me. It was like it was before.

Jay pressed his forehead against my chest. "I can smell it."

His thrust became a little less calmer and frantic. It was perfect and exactly what I wanted. I moaned, my hands grabbed at his biceps, digging into them.

Jay growled and slammed into me harder. I gasped as I came once more.

I felt Jay thrust a couple more times before he seeded himself deep into me. His breath was hot on my chest, and I stared at the ceiling. His skin felt hot against mine, and I looked down at his chest and realized I had scratched my nails down his chest.

"Shit," I whispered. "I'm sorry." I pulled my hands up, running my finger down one of the lines.

Jay's hand grabbed mine gently, and he chuckled. "It's fine. Was kind of hot."

I looked into his eyes, and I could see the happiness in them. Whatever relationship we had before was long gone, and something new was being formed.

Chapter 13 - Jay

I stared at Sam, taking in her relaxed body. She looked red in the face, and her arms dropped to the table as she went limp. I took deep breaths, trying to calm my fast-paced heart.

I pulled back slightly, looking down at Sam. Her lips were swollen, and her tights were ripped to shit, as was the thong she was wearing. Her skirt was hiked up around her stomach. Her chest rose and fell quickly as she took deep breaths in.

She looked absolutely stunning as she lay there trying to catch her breath. Her hair fell around her, and the sun basked over her, giving her a soft glow.

“That was….wow.” Sam slowly sat up as I pulled my pants back up. I grabbed her skirt and pulled it down.

I reached for her cheek and gave her a kiss. “I have that effect on people.”

Sam snorted as she laughed. Giving me a half punch as she shoved at me. “Oh my god.”

I smiled at her. But a small part of me was disappointed, and I hated it. I should have been jumping up and down because sex with Sam was so different than sex with anyone else. Sam was on another level. I felt that connection, and listening to her moan and whimpering was something that had only turned me on even more. The scratches down my chest were proof of that.

And yet her magic didn’t come out. I could smell it at the surface, like it was taunting me, telling me I just wasn’t enough for her. I was so sure that sex would have worked, that it would come out. But it hadn’t, and the smell was long gone now.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, her laugh falling silent.

“Nothing,” I said, fixing the smile on my face. “I’m just amazed.” I pulled her closer, pressing my nose against hers.

I knew I wanted to keep her. I’d been wanting to the moment she walked down the aisle. But I didn’t want to push her. And if I told her I was disappointed her magic didn’t come out, it would be wrong. We did something special, and I couldn’t ruin it by overthinking. This was the first time for us.

I gave her a gentle kiss, and Sam moaned softly. I pulled a hand up to her chin and smiled at her. “Maybe we should finish this dinner.”

She nodded her head, and I helped her hop off the table.

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The next morning, I was still trying to think it all over. I was disappointed because I knew she left her walls down, I knew that she was opened up, and still, her magic hadn’t come out. If sex was the way to release it, it should have come out. Which meant we had to be wrong, right?

I rubbed at my forehead, staring at my mug of coffee. What we did was magical in its own way. Just because it didn’t work this time didn’t mean it wouldn’t in the future.

I glanced at the door, knowing Sam had already left the house. I hadn’t woken up early enough, and I wanted to talk to her this morning about everything.

I took a sip of my mug and glanced at the time, knowing I had a meeting with the Council this morning.

I decided I needed to get dressed and head over. I drove, wondering why they even wanted to have a meeting with me. I already had enough on my plate to listen to whatever the Council wanted to know.

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