Page 23 of Oohs, Ahhhs, and Orbs
Her little growly, “No!” was accompanied by her widening her legs as she lifted them and wrapped her calves around my waist. “Just do it!”
Instead of plunging deep inside her like she expected me to, I leaned into her, taking her lips with a kiss. As we tangled ourtongues together, she sighed into my mouth, her whole body relaxing under me. As she lifted her hands from the death grip she’d been holding onto my shoulders and tangled them in my hair, I gave her a silent apology.
With one final thrust of my hips, I seated myself fully inside of her. With our bodies pressed so close together, I would have sworn our hearts beat to the same rhythm. Bridgette only grunted as her eyes popped open. Instead of the accusatory glance I was expecting, she wore a look of wonder.
“Oh. I’m so full!” she breathed out against my lips.
“I’m going to move now.”
“Yes, please!”
“So polite,” I grinned, then couldn’t help but kiss her again as I slowly withdrew. Once I was almost entirely out of her snug channel, I plunged back inside until our hips were flush. “Again?” I asked her, my own voice sounding breathless. She nodded her head emphatically, shifting her hands back to my shoulders.
Without another word, I withdrew and paused only briefly before thrusting in hard. Then I did it again. And again. Slow withdrawals followed by slamming back inside. Over and over, I took her as we both lost our breaths. Her cries echoed around the room, mingling with my grunts.
“You’re mine, little witch. My mate. My woman. Mine! Say it!” I demanded. I didn’t know where the words were coming from. I had never felt so possessive over a woman before. But I knew that there was something very different about the one I held. My witch was my mate. But more than that, I knew without a doubt, she would be my everything. “Say you’re mine!”
“I’m yours! Oh, goddess. Logan!”
“That’s right. You’re mine, Bridgette. And I’m yours. Today.” I thrust hard. “Tomorrow.” I withdrew then slid my hand downto her ass to grip tight there as I slammed back into her. “Forever.”
“Yes!” Bridgette threw her head back on a scream, and I took advantage, sliding my tongue over her throat, tasting the sweat on her dewy skin. I licked over to her ear and bit down just hard enough to make it sting. “Now come for me, little witch.”
I pounded into her, feeling her walls flutter and clench around my aching cock. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off much longer. I released my hold on her ass, and slid my hand between our bodies until I found her clit. Holding it between my knuckles, I squeezed. “Come for me, now!”
Watching Bridgette fall apart while I ate her pussy was a beautiful sight, but watching her scream and writhe while coming on my pounding cock was fucking amazing. I hadn’t even come yet, and I couldn’t wait to see it again.
I threw my own head back as the base of my spine tingled, shooting sparks of electricity through my entire body as my cock swelled impossibly bigger. Then, finally, I allowed myself to release. As I felt jet after jet of come shoot out of my aching cock, I wished for the first time that I wasn’t using protection. The thought of filling Bridgette with my seed had another spurt leaving me.
Breathlessly, I collapsed, making sure I didn’t crush her smaller body, and rolled us until she was sprawled across my chest, her legs straddling my hips. Somehow, we were still joined, and I had the brief thought that I needed to take care of the condom, but as both of us gained our breaths back, our breathing returning to normal, we both fell asleep.
A quick movementjolted me awake, my hand immediately shooting out to my nightstand for the gun I always kept there. Coming up empty, I looked around the room in confusion, seeing bright colors on the walls and wondering why I had slept with the lights on. Bridgette scrambled out of my arms, making the whole night come back to me.
“What’s going on?” I asked, noting the alarmed expression. “What’s wrong?”
I sat up and watched as she snagged a long, silky robe off the back of her bedroom door and jumped off the bed. Reaching down, I grabbed my jeans with one hand and struggled into them while reaching for the pistol I kept in my jacket pocket. With a curse, I ripped the condom off that had leaked all over my dick. Without anywhere else to put it at the moment, I shoved it into my pocket and ran out the door.
Before I could make it down the stairs, Bridgette was already in the shop, flipping the lights on. I came to a sliding stop beside her, my gun at the ready. “What’s wrong? Where’s the danger?” I barked out, surveilling the room, immediately confused because nothing seemed out of the ordinary except her large black cat blinking at me with round yellow eyes from the top of the glass case where the cash register sat. It let out a long, loud meow that had me wincing.
Bridgette turned to look at me, then did a double take when she saw my weapon. “Where did that come from?”
I just looked at her. “Babe.”
She waved a hand in the air. “Never mind. My, I guess you would call it an internal alarm, went off and woke me up. It’s the wards. Something happened to make the wards activate.” She looked around again, then back up at me and shrugged one shoulder, causing her silky red robe to slide, revealing her creamy, smooth skin dotted with a few cinnamon colored freckles. It reminded me that I hadn’t done what I’d promisedyet and licked every freckle on her body. I mentally shook my head so I could focus.
“So this internal alarm went off, waking you up, and you thought running into the shop barefoot and weaponless was a good idea?”
Bridegette narrowed her eyes at me, then held out a hand that suddenly held an orb of what looked like blue flames inside of it. “I’mneverunarmed, Detective.” I could do nothing but grunt because she did have a point. The woman was likely more capable of protecting herself than I could ever be.
“Fine. But you have me now, so let me help you, okay?” I waited until she gave a grudging nod of agreement, then looked back around the store, taking in everything.Wait.“Is that a fairy hanging from the light fixture?”
I stared in what I imagine looked like dumbstruck confusion as a pink and purple fairy that I remembered glancing at the other day seemed to be gripping onto the metal pole of the chandelier type light that hung over Bridgette’s display of gemstones and rocks.
“What. The. Fuck.” I looked down at Bridgette, then back up at the fairy. “How did she get up there?”
“Flew, would be my guess,” she said nonchalantly as she reached over and picked the still yowling cat off the counter and walked him over to the cat tree in the corner before dropping him down with a scratch behind the ear. “Hush, Mortimer. I can barely hear myself think,” I chastised. “Sometimes the fairies like to pretend they are pole dancers and put on a show for the dragons. Most of the time, the dragons don’t care, though. They are only interested in finding all the best, shiniest stones to add to their collections. I hate having to take their hordes away from them, but if I let them, they’d keep them all, then I’d have nothing left to sell.”
I shook my head, wondering if I’d woken up in a new reality where inanimate objects could fly and apparently get into mischief. I started walking toward the front door to check the lock when a loud caw pierced the silence. I swung around, my gun back in place as I searched for the cause of the sound.
