Page 10 of That Mafioso Magic
“Like I said, I have morals.”
“Fine. We came to you because unlike most P.I.s, you’re a mage.”
I blinked at that. “How did you know?” I mean, it wasn’t public knowledge.
She smirked. “Your name is whispered here and there as someone who scared off a vampire or two. Not to mention, it’s rumored that you exorcised a ghost a while back.”
I nodded. “All true. So, I take it you need my mage powers. Let me be the first to say, I’m not very powerful. I know a few tricks.”
She nodded. “Well, it may be enough. See, my boss is a mage as well, and I’m sure you sensed that we are shifters.”
I actually had to close my mouth, which had dropped open when she mentioned that her boss was a mage and shifter. To my knowledge, such a thing didn’t really exist. Not to say it wasn’t possible, I supposed. But mages were born with the magic. Could one be turned into a shifter or any other supernal being? Rumor was, the magic that created those species didn’t work on mages. So, what the fuck was Sage?
“If he’s a mage, why does he need my help?” I asked.
“A little over a month ago, we received a note at my boss’ residence. A threat telling him to give up his territory or die. So far, the spells he’s used to find the culprit haven’t worked. It’s almost as if he’s being blocked. And conventional means of locating the perp have failed as well. He’s not as advanced as you are, you see,” she said. “And he needs your help, because he doesn’t run from anyone.”
“I don’t think we should get in the middle of a shifter territory feud,” I said. I rubbed my chest because it felt like I was having an onslaught of heartburn, which was odd. I didn’t normally get it and hadn’t eaten anything that would make me have it. What was going on? I swallowed some more water, which only helped a little. I had to really focus on what she said.
“This is more than just a feud for territory, I assure you. We can pay you handsomely for your trouble.” She took a look around my less than impressive office space, then her brown eyes settled back on mine. “It looks like you could use the funds.”
“Perhaps the letter was just a hoax. Something to shake you up,” Xavier suggested.
She didn’t even bother to look at him when she replied, “We thought that too, until we were attacked a week ago. Someone tried to take my boss out while we were driving home. Used a rocket launcher, so we suspect they know fire can kill shifters. Also, their ammunition was magical as it was able to penetrate the barrier spell on our car.”
I remembered hearing on the news that a building and two cars had been blown up by what looked to be a rocket launcher. That had floored me, because who would be out there in the streets randomly blowing up shit? Now, I knew why. At least no one had been killed. Did I really want to get in the middle of this?
I shook my head. “This is above my pay grade. I’m sorry.”
She reached into her suit jacket and I tensed a little, but relaxed when I saw that she pulled out a little white, rectangular card. She placed it on my desk, right next to the bills with all the “past due” notices on them, which seemed deliberate. “If you change your mind.” With that, she rose and was about two inches taller than Xavier, who was standing beside her, which meant she was five-eleven without the heels. Xavier was six-two, and my friend was admiring the statuesque beauty indeed. I caught Xavier giving her ass appraising looks as he escorted her to the door.
The sensation of heat and need that had overtaken my body was still present and my cock ached for release. I might have to shoot one off if it didn’t go away. I could feel my chest constricting, like an invisible hand was squeezing my torso, making it hard to breathe. It ached and I rubbed at my pecs in a failed attempt to soothe the pain. What the fuck was happening to me? Was I having a heart attack? At twenty-fucking-five?
Xavier leaned in my doorway once he was done escorting the female out. “Are you okay?” he asked, frowning.
I shook my head. “I don’t know. Something came over me when he walked in. Hell, I don’t even know who he is.” I reached for the card the female had left and read the fancy blue lettering.“Sage Tamir, Entrepreneur.”And his number. “Sage,” I said his name out loud and even that made my body shake with desire.
“Do I need to call 9-1-1?” Xavier asked.
I was about to answer him and say we couldn’t afford it when the sound of the bell ringing over the door made me look up just in time to see Sage shove Xavier out of the doorway so he could barge in. The feeling that had come over my body the first time he’d entered my office had me in its grips again. I could feel the heat rising within me to an intense level and my body felt like it was being pulled in his direction.
“Hey!” Xavier protested and started to move forward as Sage stalked toward me. I held my hand up, stopping him. The last thing I wanted at that moment was for anyone or anything getting in the way of Sage and I.
This time, the sensation was unbearable as the distance was closed between us and when Sage’s lips touched mine—fire. It had been six months since I’d had sex with someone other than my right hand and vibrating dildo, but no pairing I’d ever had was anything close to this. My body throbbed for his touch. My skin burned for him. Everything else in the room disappeared except for Sage. All I could focus on was how much I wanted—no, needed him and how fucking good he smelled. His hands and mouth were all over me, possessive, and I craved everything he could do to me. I ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying in all directions. I didn’t care, and I didn’t think Sage cared either. I licked his neck up to his jawline and moaned as I felt the bristles of his neatly trimmed beard. I just wanted to taste him, and that wasn’t enough. I licked his massive, muscular pec to his nipple and sucked it between my lips and he threw his head back, shuddering in the pleasure I was giving him.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I heard Xavier say just as my door slammed shut. I couldn’t focus on him as all of my attention was drawn to Sage.
I couldn’t form words. I didn’t want to take my lips away from Sage’s body and, by the way his lips were sucking my ear and neck, he must have felt the same way. God, what was this thing happening between us? I couldn’t stop it. Nor did I want to. My fingers fumbled at his belt and he helped me by ripping the leather off, tearing the belt into two pieces. He undid his pants and I undid mine, pushing them down and off along with my underwear.
Sage lifted me up with ease and placed me on my desk as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He spit into his palm before reaching down to slick his cock up. Our eyes connected just as he pushed himself inside my body. The pain of him stretching me paled in comparison to the satisfaction I felt now that he was inside of me. I arched against his chest, feeling the heat emanating from him in waves. My toes curled as his cock rubbed along my prostate. I raked my nails over his back as he pumped his skillful hips against me. It was fast, passionate, and it felt amazing, and oh my lord, was that a ring I felt massaging my prostate with each stroke of his cock?
Sweet hussy Caroline! I’d never had sex that felt this damn good, not ever! I’ve never had something or someone that powerful between my legs and I couldn’t get enough. I didn’t want it to end. My desk rocked back and forth, the legs scraping along the wooden floor adding a rhythmic sound that echoed throughout the room. I wondered if it would hold up under our weight and Sage’s thrusts.
Sage’s lips claimed mine again and when his tongue entered me, it was as if the flames inside my body were being stoked. For some reason, my eyes were drawn to the tattoo on his neck. A dragon, it seemed. I reached up, running my fingers along the design, and I could feel the vibrations of his moans through his skin. Holy cow, this was intense! Before long, I felt the pleasure cresting. My back arched, pushing my chest against his. He gripped a handful of my hair, pulling my head back to lick and suck the sensitive skin of my neck. Just that action alone made me see stars as I shuddered against him, crying out in pleasure as I came. My cock flooded our stomachs with my load as he rode me through the most satisfying and mind-blowing climax I’d ever had.
“Oh fuck,” Sage groaned. I felt his muscles contract and knew he was about to cum, and I couldn’t wait to feel him fill me to the brim. His thrusts stuttered and he roared as his body reached its limits, and he buried his face in the crook of my neck as he continued to moan. He shook from the pleasure as his orgasm faded and I was beside myself with the knowledge of what we’d just done.
Was I this desperate for sex or was this something else entirely out of my control? It felt like the latter, like this was… wasdestiny. It couldn’t be… that didn’t exist. People made their own fate. But the way we went at each other… did I have the right to ignore the possibility? All I could feel was complete gratification and I didn’t know how I felt about that. Because for all intents and purposes, Sage Tamir was a stranger to me and a bad guy. I didn’t get mixed up with bad guys.
