Page 97 of Happily Ever Witch
She was only a foot away from where she’d been before, so he was instantly on top of her. His eyes were more intent, now. “Gotyou.” The man was clearly done playing.
So was she. Esmeralda parted her legs for him and he slammed forward, driven by animal instinct. Maybe it was the dragon taking her. Probably, it was both. They were the same monster, after all.
“Trev!” She screamed his name, as he surged inside of her.
Sensations bombarded her. The True Love bond snapped fully into place, linking them forever-after. Trevelyan filled her as far as he could go, sinking in so deeply that it edged on delicious pain. And Esmeralda came harder than she ever had in her life.
Just like he’d promised.
Her scream went higher and wordless, as the orgasm rushed over her.
“Fuck, fuck,fuck.” He buried his face in her hair. “Do not move.” He sounded guttural.
She had no idea who he was talking to: her, himself, or the dragon. If he meant her, too bad. There was no possible way she could stay still. Her hips were rolling, her body in meltdown.
“No! Don’t…” Trevelyan groaned and then he was thrusting, like he couldn’t stop himself. His hand planted on the ground beside her face, instinctively wanting to keep her right where she was. “The dragon likes you at our mercy. It likes the smell of you and how you play. God, darling… He just likesyou.”
“I like the dragon.” She got out.
An otherworldly snarl sounded next to her ear. “You don’t understand. I’ll…” He pulled her up into more of a sitting position. Big hands covered her breasts, feeling them move with his thrusts. “I have never needed… I won’t last long either, if you….” He began speaking in some language she didn’t know and sank into her at a new angle, sending off another round of aftershocks.
Esmeralda gave a sob of pleasure, helplessly arching in his grasp.
Trevelyan watched her, his eyes glowing. “Christ, you smell even more beautiful after you’ve come. I’ll have to kill every dragon in the world to keep them away from you.” It didn’t sound like a complaint.
“You’ll probably do that, anyway.”
“Not the way I’d do it over you. I will slaughter anyone who tries to take you from me. It’ll become a legend of blood and horror.” He sounded sort of worried about it. “I would do anything to keep you, Ez. It’s frightening how far I’d go.”
Another orgasm was already starting to build, from his hands and from his words. But he was distracted and she was mostly Bad, so…
Esmeralda made another halfhearted bid for freedom. She managed to partially dislodge him, but he was too strong for her to get off his lap. Big arms held fast. He casually pinned her to the floor again, so she was stretched out before him like a pagan offering.
The quick loss of that round set her off giggling. “Yeah, you got me.” She admitted.
His teeth gleamed and she realized Trevelyan was really having fun. She knew she could teach him! “Damn right I do.” He sank into her as deep as he could go. “Run and I will catch you, witch. Every single time.” He bent his head to suckle at her taut nipple.
“Oh, God… Just like that, Trev.Yes.”
Now that he’d claimed everything he wanted, he was all Trevelyan again. “Yes,what?” He taunted meaningfully.
“I’m not calling you ‘sir’ again, you degenerate.” She bit down on her lower lip, pleasure building and building. “Well, not unless you do somethingreallyinspiring.”
“Youinspire me, darling.” He pushed heavily into her quivering core, making her see stars. “See the fireplace?”
Esmeralda tried to focus, but it was becoming impossible.
“Behind you, Ez. That’s my perfect mate. Turn your head and aim your magic at it.”
She managed to tilt her neck back to look at the huge fireplace on the wall.
“Light it.” His voice was tight. “Use your powers and light it. I want to feel your magic all around me, while I’m inside you.”
She was already shaking her head. “I can’t keep that kind of spell controlled. I’ll end up melting that picture over the mantel, instead.”
“It’s a picture of a knight. Who gives a shit?”
“But my magic will…”
