Page 17 of Witch's Rebirth
The light flicked on and I blinked, slowly taking in the sight of my sexy demon kneeling on the bed. He sat up, muscles flexing as he stroked the stiff shaft at the base of the V in his hips.
I returned his smirk, refusing to back down. "Oh, two can play at that game." And reached down to press my fingertips against my aching clit.
He hissed in a sharp breath as he watched me, his strokes becoming more erratic and frenzied. "Oh fuck, baby."
We went on like that, watching each other touch ourselves in the hottest game of chicken that ever went down. Neither of us wanted to stop or let the other person come first. Who would be the one knocked down?
The first jolts of pleasure building up had me quivering and biting my lip. My half-lidded eyes nearly shut to fully closed as the pressure built higher and higher. Listening to Raum's breathing as he jerked himself was starting to send me over the edge...
"Damn it!"
My hand was pulled back and pinned to the bed. I was too close to feel anything but frustration in my frenzied brain. He pinned back my other arm and every touch sent my nerves shooting off like fireworks.
"Damn you, my sexy little witch," Raum grinned from above me as he positioned himself between my legs again, his cock pressing a kiss against my slick, needy pussy.
"You need to shut the fuck up and fuck me."
"Oh, is that all the winner demands?" He shifted his hips, sending his shaft up across my clit and stealing the breath from my lungs.
"And stop fucking teasing me."
"Mm, you drive a hard bargain," he grinned, pulling back to align his cock with my entrance again. "But I'll be a good sport this time."
He surged forward to enter me, giving the exact pressure and sensation I needed to send me over the edge. My orgasm convulsed all around the rock hardness of him before he could even pull back for a second thrust.
"Holy fuck," he growled through gritted teeth, his whole body stiffening to hold back his own release.
"See, that's your own damn fault," I panted breathlessly, still coming down from my high. "If you hadn't teased me so much, I wouldn't have cum so fast."
"Oh, shut your beautiful mouth." He lowered to his forearms, tangling his hands in my hair, and sealed his lips over mine to silence me.
He kissed and fucked me like only he could. His thrusts hit me deeply in sensitive spots that made me whimper into his kiss. My scalp tingled with sensation where he gripped my hair, adding to the aching pleasure in my nipples and core. He pressed against me and I still held onto his hard body, pulling him to me for more. This man I loved so much was alive, back where he belonged. And he was so completelymine.
His mouth fell to my neck, whispering sweet, dirty proclamations as his hands slid into the space between my back and the bed. His hold was gentle as he filled me even deeper, pressing against my inner walls at an angle that had me seeing stars. I felt in the way he touched me how scared he was to nearly die, to nearly lose me too. He didn't have to say it, I didn't even have to feel his aura to know. We both came so close to losing so much and wanted to savor each other.
It was the closest to lovemaking Raum would ever get, but still so intimate and sweet because it was him. Making love to him wouldn't feel right without his evil teasing, his aggressive kisses, and his rough touch. He knew I understood him. And I knew his tender side didn't come out often, so I treasured it when it did.
He gave me a long, lingering kiss full of unspoken emotion, then with an animal grunt he pressed me down harder into the bed and angled his hips higher. I couldn't hold back my scream as he crashed down into me, fucking me so hard and deep with all the weight of his powerful thighs and abs behind his thrusts.
The headboard slammed against the wall as he slammed into me. I shattered all around him, losing control and he only fucked me harder. It was so much, too much. The pain was so sweet, I never wanted it to stop. His breathing grew ragged until it stopped for briefest moment, and then I felt his warmth spilling inside me.
We collapsed in a heap of tangled arms and legs, our hearts kissing each other through the rapid beats in our chests. Raum draped a long arm across me while I contentedly skimmed a hand down the now-relaxed muscles of his back.
"Mm, you wear me out," he groaned, pressing a kiss to my cheek before letting out a relaxed sigh.
"The feeling is mutual," I replied, my pulse still hammering in my ears.
He chuckled and snuggled against me tighter. Within minutes, he stopped moving. His back rose and fell in deep, even breaths and I stifled a giggle. Two days of being unconscious and this guy still drifted off to sleep after sex.
I admired his handsome sleeping face, stroking his hair as moonlight shone through the window. In contrast, I was wide awake. That nap and those orgasms somehow made me wired. After a few minutes, restlessness took over me and I gently slid out from under his arm, careful not to wake him up. I tiptoed downstairs and decided to sit outside with a cup of tea.
The moon was full, round and beautiful. While the creatures inside the house slumbered, the forest at night was very much awake. Insects chirped and owls hooted. Every once in a while I heard the chittering of bats as their small, dark shapes flew past me silently in their hunt for food.
Distantly I heard long high-pitched howls and wondered if Orion was out at this hour, or if they were non-shifter wolves. I'd have to remember to ask him if there was any truth to that whole werewolf being forced to change at the full moon thing.
I wrapped my hands around my mug of chamomile tea as I just sat and soaked in the vibrant life of the earth surrounding me. It pulsed all around me and through me, as if we were all parts of something much bigger. That, I knew, was Earth magic at its core and it humbled me. That pulse of life was what connected every blade of grass to a wolf or a demon, like a massive complex web. Even after death, we were still connected. Our life force just redistributed to different directions.
The lone grey wolf came toward me so silently, I didn't notice until it stood watching me in the clearing, completely out in the open. We both froze when I saw it, the intelligence in its eyes sharp and calculated. On some level I knew this was a shifter. Most likely one of the reinforcements that Astrid called in.
