Page 62 of Tricky Magic
His knees almost buckled at that statement, but he held strong and took a steady step toward her. He bent and let his breath caress her ear. “What do you want right now, princess?”
She bared her neck to him, and he ran the tip of his nose along it, inhaling her perfect scent. It was spicy, soft, and laced with so much need.
“On your knees,” she said breathlessly.
Ros obliged slowly. He let his teeth gently graze her neck, and the back of his knuckles brushed her breasts through her sweater. She shivered. He grasped her hips to steady his descent, not that he needed it. He would have crashed to the floor in front of her, but he had to hold on to some dignity.
Ros knelt in front of her. His hands moved to grasp her ass, and he squeezed hard. He couldn’t wait to mark it. He looked up to her and cocked a brow, waiting for her next command.
Ellea took a steadying breath. “I may not know everything about being a trickster,” she said before running her hands through his hair. Ros blinked once and her clothes were gone. “But that is one trick I know pretty well.”
Ros stopped breathing. She was fully naked in front of him. In a mere second, her clothes were gone. He blinked a few times and finally found a way to use his lungs. He breathed out, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
He grabbed her ass again and groaned, feeling her warm skin under his hands. He almost came in his pants at the feel of it.
She was beautiful, gentle curves and strong legs. He kissed her soft stomach and she moaned lightly, pressing herself into him. He nipped at her hip, and she placed her leg on the bed next to her, baring her pussy to him fully. Ros almost swallowed his tongue.
That night by the lake had been fast and rough. He hadn’t taken the time to marvel at her. He would remedy that immediately. He took two fingers and ran them from her center to her clit, and they came back soaked. Looking up at her with a smirk, he put them in his mouth and sucked. His mouth watered at the taste. She gaped down at him, and he knew right then that he wanted to always surprise her like this.
Ros leaned into her and took as much as he could, letting his tongue roll around her center, lapping up her wetness. His finger slowly toyed with her, pumping in and out, one, then two. He would work to three, stretching her as he worked her clit.
Her panting turned into moans, and her legs began to shake. He turned her, and she fell back onto the bed. Giving her a break, he tore his sweater off, but she quickly stepped in and used her brilliant powers. He was fully naked without even feeling the pull of the clothes on his skin. His cock bobbed after being freed.
“I like that trick,” he said to her. “Now open for me. I want you to come on my tongue before you come again on my cock.”
She gave him a seductive smile and slowly let her legs spread wide across his bed, bearing herself to him fully. He lay before her, and as soon as he inserted his fingers, her legs began to shake again. He had to work her more before he could even think about getting his cock in there.
Ros slowed down, nipping at her thighs, her stomach, and her clit. She moaned, deep and low.
“Please,” she begged.
He chuckled into her pussy. “Please what, princess?”
“Don’t be a jerk,” she whimpered. “Let me come, please.”
He smiled against her thigh, keeping the pace slow before she let out a growl of protest. Curling his fingers inside of her and placing his mouth over her clit, he sucked hard, circling his tongue. She came instantly, and it was glorious.
He dragged it out the best he could, and she shook before him. The feel of her clenching around his fingers made his cock twitch against the bed. Her powers crackled across her skin with release, and he could almost see the sparks. His own powers answered to hers and began to swarm under his skin.
Getting to his knees, he grasped her thighs to drag her against him. Grabbing his cock, he rubbed it through her sex that was soaked with her release. She reached for him, wrapping her hands behind his neck and pulling him down. His elbows rested on either side of her head, and she opened her heavy eyes.
“Do you still want this?” he asked, searching her face. She answered him with a kiss, just one placed softly on his lips.
“Yes.” She kissed him again, harder this time. “Yes, I want you to fuck me.”
Ros’ chest heaved with the feeling of her lips on his. They were soft and teasing. She nipped at him, demanding entrance, and he opened for her, letting her tongue explore. Her hands tangled in his hair, and she tugged hard.
“Please,” she said again while rubbing herself against his length that waited between her thighs.
He felt he would die if he didn’t give in to this pull toward her. His magic wasn’t warning him of danger. It was warning him that he needed her, needed this. So he kissed her harder, letting his tongue dance with hers as he drove his cock home.
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Ellea
Ellea could still feel the flutter in her pussy as Ros lined up to thrust into her, but when he did, it was only an inch. A whimper escaped as he paused. The feel of him was hot, thick, and nothing like she had ever felt. She needed more. She gripped at his back and tried shifting her hips to take more of him, then he moved out and back in, gaining another inch.
She broke from his kiss and glared up at him. “I said yes, didn’t I?”
