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“You’re shying away after boasting about multiple men in your bed?”
It was a tease, but she couldn’t think.
“I didn’t boast,” she began to say, but it was quickly cut off with a shocked moan as the shadows toyed with her, slipping in slightly and back out to caress her. They continued, demanding further entry.
Ros moved with them, slow, shallow thrusts that had her pussy clenching to be filled. Other parts of her began to tighten, and a hot shiver ran across her skin. It was too much. She kissed him hard, begging for something rough to bury all the sensations she was feeling.
Would this have happened with the guys? Could this happen in the future? Ros and someone else? Thoughts ran through her mind as pressure built and built. She didn’t know where he began and where his shadows ended. It felt like they were entwined with her soul, teasing and caressing, then rough and heavy. She came to the conclusion that she would be happy if it was just Ros and his naughty shadows.
Sweat beaded on her chest and back as Ros and his shadows continued to fill her. There was so much pressure that she knew she couldn’t orgasm—there was no way.
“Relax,” Ros breathed in her ear. Then he growled and bit hard on her neck, forcing a shiver out of her. The shiver turned into an orgasm she hadn’t expected, one she couldn’t handle. She felt herself clench around his cock and his shadows. “Look at me.”
It was a demand, one she didn’t know she could answer as her release continued to barrel through her. She managed it, and he rewarded her with a wicked smile as he watched her come undone.
It still rolled through her, but she found the strength to push Ros down so she straddled him. His shadows gently caressed at her back side, and she rode him hard. She could feel her walls clenching around him, and with each pulse, with each aggressive rise and fall, he lost control. He gripped at her hips hard enough to bruise and their thrusts became so erratic, neither knew which one was in full control.
His cock hit that special spot deep inside of her and a new orgasm crested as a smug look crossed his face.
“Are you going to come for me again, princess?” he asked, every bit of him a smug male.
She growled, and his smile grew. He wouldn’t win this, so she took a breath and leaned into the crook of his neck. Her teeth grazed across the hot skin under his collar bone. She made herself clench around him as she bit down on his flesh. She was rewarded with a feral moan, and when her powers flowed through her hands, crackling across his chest and neck, he bucked into her and roared with pain-filled ecstasy. He swelled inside of her, and a wicked smirk crossed her face as he writhed in bliss under her. As soon as he found his release, filling her, she let go and came a second time.
53
Ros
One night had turned into ten. During that time, no disasters struck, there were no attacks, and no sign of Ellea’s parents. The explosion at the prison had been a distraction and someone had slipped them out. Thankfully, no other high-security prisoners had escaped and there weren’t any casualties. Ellea’s uncle and grandmother had stayed with them for three nights. On the third night, Jadis had been called back into the city. She had to begin plans for a task force, what safety measures had to be taken, and a bunch of other important crap.
He didn’t mind Ellea’s family, but it was hard to share her with them. Never in his years did he think he would meet a woman’s family, let alone one that sat on the council. Jadis was sweet and open about the two of them, but he worried that she knew something more. Felix was the wary one, not fully trusting their relationship, whatever it was. Ros couldn’t blame the man.
Felix and Jadis tried talking Ellea into going home with them, but she flat out refused, even though it meant that they would be apart for her birthday. Her uncle had seemed ready to stay until Jadis gave him a stern mother look. They both left the next morning.
Sam and Devon took care of planning Ellea’s party while Ros continued to hunt down the perfect gift. The plan was to have a sunset party with the wolven. Since Samhain fell on the mortals’ Halloween, the families in town held their own celebrations instead of the usual big gatherings.
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A bell rang overheadas Ros entered Ag’s shop. She greeted him with a warm smile as he walked to her counter.
“Perfect timing,” she said.
“And three days to spare.” Ros smiled at the shop owner. “I will never be able to thank you enough.”
“Oh, I’m sure you will,” she said with a laugh. “And then we will do it all over again next year.”
Next year.
His heart skipped at the thought of a whole year with Ellea. Would she want to still be with him? Would he get a whole year with her? It was so hard to think about the future with so many disasters looming in the shadows and his own destiny. Ag grabbed his hand and turned his palm over. Tracing a finger over the deep lines set in his large hand, she shook her head before smiling up at him.
“Yes.” One word, one knowing word, and then she placed his hand back on the counter before bending down to pick up a long, heavy package. “Here they are. They’re already wrapped.”
He cleared his throat, trying to shake the weight of that “yes.”
“I don’t get to inspect my order?”
“Ellea will be extremely happy.” She raised a brow and pushed the package toward him.
“Thank you.” He headed to the door with a lighter gait.
