Page 52 of Happily Ever Witch
She gave a slight whimper, almost over the edge and all he’d done was touch her skin.
Trevelyan shuddered out a breath. “I completely get the attraction to Goodness, now.” He dipped his head to nuzzle her temple. “I get why men go insane to have it. You’re so beautifully Bad, but with this little bit of sweetness that…” He trailed off and swallowed thickly. “The sweetness just kills me, Ez. It’s all over you and it kills me.”
She didn’t jolt when he brushed the inside of her thigh. Was her underwear gone? When had he done that? She had no idea. She just shifted her legs and let him touch wherever he wanted. Lost in him.
“That’s it.” His voice was pure seduction. “Let me in.” Fingers caressed and then eased into her warmth. “You know I belong here.”
She gave a gasp at the feeling of him inside of her. And then he started moving them injustthe right way and… Oh God… Her head went back, trying to breathe.
OhGod.
Esmeralda’s hands instinctively came up to grasp his shirtfront, hanging on.
He gave a snarl that belied his calm, coaxing tone. “Give me everything. That’s all I want. Just every single piece of you.”
She knew what he wanted. He wanted her to come against his hand and it was probably going to happen. He wasabsolutely theworstman in the world, and her whole family hated him, and she couldn’t trust him, and she was helpless to stop the tightening of her body. The hot/cold sensations of pleasure. She made a sound of need and surprise and dismay, caught off guard.
“That’s it.” He pressed even deeper, taking more. Demanding compliance. “You’re so tight and wet. Come all over me, just like you’re supposed to.”
Oh Jesus… The orgasm wasdefinitelygoing to happen, unless she figured out a way to tell him to stop. She should tell him to stop.
Right?
Esmeralda glanced away, trying to think…
“No.” Trevelyan’s free hand found her chin, keeping their eyes locked. “Look right at me.” His intense gaze stayed on hers, his big fingers stroking deep, touching every part of her. “I want you to know who you belong to, my darling.”
The “my” part of the endearment was all it took. The exact word he’d always used in her head, filled with possession and tenderness. The one she’d dreamed of all her life.
Esmeralda exploded.“Trev!”
Green eyes glowed hot, watching with villainous satisfaction as she came apart in his arms. “Just mine.” He said again and, in that second, Esmeralda believed him.
As her body went into meltdown, Esmeralda’s magic pulsed out. Lights dimmed all over the castle. Flickering off and then blazing back on, brighter than before. Pleasure wracked through her, her back arching towards him as tremors shook her. It was the greatest orgasm she’d ever had and she’d beenresearching pleasure spells since she was fifteen. Finally spent, she lagged forward, breathing hard. She would have collapsed, except he was holding her up.
Strong arms caught her and she felt lips graze her temple. “Next time, I’ll be all the way inside of you, Mate.” He said into her ear. “I’ll haveallof your fire.”
She shoved against him, barely keeping her balance.
What thefuckjust happened?
“Did you use a spell to do that to me?” She demanded, panting for oxygen.
He didn’t appreciate the accusation. “No.” The word was absolute. “YouknowI didn’t.”
That was true. Logically, she did know it. It had just beenhimfogging her mind. She ran a hand through her hair. “Well, however it happened, that was a mistake.”
Trevelyan ignored that assessment. “Speaking of magic…” He drawled out and she could hear the suspicion in his tone, so different than the gentle voice he’d used when he touched her. “You just blacked out half the kingdom, without even trying. Seems like quite a feat for a level one talent.”
She grabbed her clothes. Her magical abilities were thelastthing on her mind. She’d just let Trevelyan stroke her to orgasm, for God’s sake. That was not what she’d intended. She was pretty-almost-sure of that. Maybe he hadn’t used magic, but the man was messing with her mind.
Her eyes fell on the blinking red light of the security camera, situated on the wall. Oh shit… “Do you think they’re still recording down here?” She blurted out.
“What?” He was visibly confused by her panic and distraction.
“Do you think there’s a tape of us doing that?” She hissed, zipping up her skirt and gesturing to the camera.
“A film of me getting you off, you mean? Oh, that would be fun to watch.” Dragons enjoyed showing off their conquests, so he clearly wasn’t worried about videotaped evidence of her crying out in pleasure. …Just so it washisname, she was calling.
