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I'm going to fucking explode.

Fuck! This is amazing.

I can’t… Oh, shit…

Fuck…

“I’m gonna…” I yell. My tethered restraint at the edge of its rope.

“Yes. Oh, yes. Please… I need… I want… I’m… Oh, do it…do it, Callum.” Her eyes stare deep into my soul as she begs for what I’m ready to give to her.

Fuck, she’s so hot.

Slowing down enough to stop my orgasm, I pull myself out only leaving the tip, lightly fucking her with it again, refusing to sink back in.

“Fuck yeah, babe. I’m ready. Beyond ready. But I want toseeyou come first. I want to watch you shatter. That’ll throw me over the edge. Come for me, little fairy. Come for me, my love.” Reaching down, I flick her clit with my nail just as I slam back into her, giving her every inch of me.

Her eyes cross and her head falls back as she moans deep within her throat. “Oh, hells…. Mmmmmm… Oh, yes. Yes. Oh, my goodness, y… e…s…” I do it again, rolling her nub and filling her as her body curves around me, pulling me in.

Her pussy tightens around my cock. Pulling back, I thrust one more time. Hard. My back burns as my thighs tighten and my cock pulses. She screams, “Callum… Oh, Callum… Yes…”

My cock jerks inside her as she spasms around me. Her orgasm triggers my own. I reach the peak.

“Give it to me, Callum. Don’t make me wait any longer.” She gasps, moving her hips in tandem with mine, creating a wave that builds and builds within me.

With one final thrust, I give her everything I have left. What’s mine is hers. The thought of filling her with my seed, my essence, sends me over the edge.

“Aeris… Oh, Aeris… Fuck, baby...” I groan. “You’re fucking amazing. I fucking love you.” I empty inside of her, slumping forward, totally spent.

Raising herself with the help of the wind still holding us in the air, and her wings, she wraps her arms around me once more. Ever so slowly, we glide back to the floor. We land softly, and I bring her to my chest, wrapping my arms around her and kissing the top of her head.

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The morning sun shines through the windows as the sounds of birds chirping fills the air. I run my finger in circles over the muscles covered with the light sprinkling of dark hair on Callum’s chest. This place has no air conditioning, so the windows are all open and I’ve managed to drum up a small breeze. The worn, now ivory-colored drapes flutter while the wind blows throughout the house.

Though no one has been here for ages, the cabin is beautiful… homey. However, something has me on edge.

Callum’s eyes suddenly open, meeting mine. I feel my cheeks flush as I smile at the gorgeous man I’m lying naked beside in the bed. “Good morning, beautiful.”

His eyes crinkle at the corner as the rich baritone of his voice fills the room and stirs my heart. “You're the beautiful one, little fairy. How long have you been awake?”

Oh, hells. I can’t tell him I never went to sleep. But I can’t tell a lie either. Shucks…

“Only a little while.”

I mean, that’s not really a lie now, is it?

I only arrived here around midnight and the sun just rose over the cabin, so it is the truth.

“Last night was magickal, wasn’t it?” he asks. His voice sounds beautifully raspy this morning. My cheeks burn from the memories of the night we shared.

“I would say it was more out-of-this-world kind of magickal myself.” I laugh as my cheeks continue to heat.

While I would love to do it all over again, I have a weird feeling about this place.

Which is why I’ve been awake all dang night. Trevor and Callum both swear it's safe and we’re protected by the wards.

I feel strange, though. As though maybe we aren’t so protected here.

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