Page 101 of A Bolt of Magic

“I want you to take me to bed. And I want—” I swallow thickly.

Kian’s eyes stay locked on mine. The tension in the room is so thick it’s hard to breathe, like lightning waiting to strike.

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Kian

The perfect solution.

Fun.

No big deal.

I agree wholeheartedly with almost everything McColl has said. Us having sex would be the practical solution. The thought sends me into overdrive, only because I want her so much. Sinking into her tight heat would be…it would be everything. It would mean so much to me. More than just casual. More than just a tumble.

That’s why this is probably a bad idea. It wouldn’t be just fun to me. Or no big deal. It would be a fucking huge deal. I feel so much for her. More than can be put into simple words right now. But that is the man talking, not the fae king.

I need to put my feelings aside. My powers would come in handy during this war. One night. I could make the most of each second with this woman. Moving on will be the hard part. Not this. This part will be easy, and that is why I’m questioning going down this path.

“What do you want? You asked me to take you to bed…then you said, ‘I want,’ but you didn’t finish. What do you want, McColl?”

“You.”

Despite everything, I smile. “That’s not what you were going to say.”

“I want you to make me feel good. I want to feel pleasure, but I know that I need not worry. Not with you, Kian.” She licks her lush lips, and it has my shaft thickening in my braies.

This female.

This witch.

I allow myself to look at her naked form. To take her all in…and almost fall to my knees, she’s so damned perfect.

“Lie down on the bed, McColl.” My voice is a rough rasp of sheer need.

She turns, walking to the bed, and I groan softly. I don’t think she has any idea just how incredible she is. Her breasts sway as she climbs up on the bed. Her skin is luminous in the soft, magical light filtering through the windows. Every curve, every line of her is breathtaking.

I toe off my boots, never taking my eyes from her as she settles against the pillows, her dark hair fanning out like silk.

My hands go to the laces of my shirt, pulling it slowly over my head. Her eyes track every movement, widening as she takes in my chest, the royal marking that covers my left side. The way she looks at me makes my cock impossibly hard and my balls pull tight.

McColl may be doing this for practical reasons, but she wants me…every inch of me.

I climb onto the bed beside her, bracing myself on one elbow as I look down at her. Her honey-kissed skin is soft. Her breasts are crowned with pink nipples that harden under my scrutiny. The curve of her waist, the gentle flare of her hips, what isnestled between her thighs makes my mouth water for a taste – she’s more beautiful than any fantasy I could have conjured.

And for tonight, she’s mine.

“You’re sexy as sin, McColl,” I murmur, reaching out to trace the line of her collarbone with one finger. “So perfect.”

She shivers under my touch, her breath catching. I lean down and capture her lips with mine, pouring all of my want, all of my need into the kiss. She responds immediately, her arms coming up to wind around my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair. Her breasts pressing against my chest.

The kiss turns heated quickly, our tongues dancing together as I taste her sweetness. She makes soft sounds against my mouth that drive me wild, her body arching up toward mine. I trail my lips down her neck, feeling her pulse flutter beneath my tongue.

“Kian,” she breathes, and the sound of my name on her lips is better than any music.

I continue my descent, kissing and sucking at the sensitive skin of her throat before moving lower to her breasts. I take one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the hardened peak while my hand cups her other breast, thumb brushing over her nipple until she’s gasping and writhing beneath me.

“Oh,” she moans, her back arching as I move from one to the other until both nipples are swollen and sensitive. Then I cup her full breasts in my hands, marveling at their weight. She’s all woman. So soft and feminine.

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