Page 88 of Spellbound & Speechless
“And it looks as good as I remember.” She nods approvingly. “Let’s see it on.”
Aspen isn’t wearing her dress yet, and I’m grateful for that. Maybe I’m too traditional, unlike the celebrations the witches throw, but I want it to be a surprise. I know she’s been making the dress herself. It’s important to her, which means it’s important to me.
She’s wearing a silky white robe like the one she wore when we first slept together. Everything is coming full circle.
I don’t need the help, but I let Aspen undress me. I spent a lifetime taking care of myself and living alone. Now,I want someone to touch me like I’m soft… and she always does. Aspen never disappoints. I don’t want to disappoint her in return.
I washed my hair, styled my curls as much as possible, and even put on some moisturizer. It’s more than I would do daily, and it’s all for her.
It’s nothing compared to the effort Aspen is putting in. She’s an angel incarnate.
“You already look so handsome,” she says once she’s stripped me down to my boxers. Her hands graze over my thighs; the touch alone is enough to rouse me.
I grab her wrist. “Aspen…”
“What?” She offers a sweet, innocent smile. “I missed you.”
“I missed you more.” I push my face to hers, our noses brushing. “You can’t wait for tonight, huh? You know I’ll take care of you later.”
“Idon’tknow.” She bats her lashes. “What’s happening tonight?”
“Tonight…” I sigh and brush my thumb against her wrist bone. “Tonight, we’re going to a hotel I rented—thirty minutes from here, nicer than the motel—and we can spend the entire night together. Just us. We don’t have to worry about anyone hearing you scream for me.” I slip a hand under her dress, my fingers grazing against her heat. “I’ll remind you who this pretty pussy belongs to.”
Her eyelids flicker. “How will you do that?”
I chuckle softly, circling my fingers around her clit. “I’m fucking you raw tonight, mate. You’ll spend the night dripping with my cum. Doesn’t that sound fun?”
“It does.” Her lips form a slight pout, and I already know I’m melting. I’ll do whatever she asks. “But what if I can’t wait that long?”
I plant a soft kiss on her mouth. “I don’t want to ruin your makeup.”
“Hm…” She pulls away, and I let her, but I miss her warmth radiating onto my fingers. “That’s very thoughtful of you, but what if I want you to?”
I press my lips together.
Aspen props herself up on her desk and spreads her legs, revealing her bare pussy. The scent of her arousal hits me. My wolf growls, already hungry for a taste. He’s the one leading me there when I fall to my knees.
“You’re so needy.” I grip her thighs hard and drag her to the edge of the desk, pressing soft kisses to her warm thighs. “Fine, wife. I’ll give you what you want.”
“Thank you,” she breathes.
“That’s right. You’ll be a good girl. Thank me every time I make you come.” I bite her thigh. “And Iwillmake you come—again and again, until you have to leave.”
She spreads her legs wider. “Without ruining my makeup?”
“I’ll do my best.” I bury my face in her cunt, drinking in her arousal.
This is for her. I don’t need a damn thing in return. All I want is to make her come, to taste her, and to strengthen our bond again and again. This is one small way of doing that.
The house outside is a mess of laughter and talk, but I tune them all out, focusing on Aspen. She covers her mouth. Pleasure comes from her side of the bond as I circle her clit with my tongue, moaning against her heat.
When my fingers slip inside, she’s already clenching around me.
“Mm…” I lick her repeatedly, right in the spot that always makes her toes curl.
Her fingers grip the edge of the desk, back arching to show off her perfect, round breasts.
My wife… my mate… mine… all mine…
