Page 75 of Secrets & Spells
“So don’t think,” I reply, trailing kisses across the top of his shoulder.
Jared slips one hand between us to toy with my aching pussy. A needy whimper escapes me when he brushes over my clit, setting off a chain reaction as I grip his horns tighter. Our soft sounds of pleasure fill the air around us as we work together to stoke each other’s desire higher.
Pressing open-mouthed kisses to the side of my neck, Jared eases two fingers inside my core. His eager mouth gradually trails lower until he reaches the slope where my neck meets my shoulder. Writhing beneath him, I tilt my hips to meet his skilled fingers, chasing the building pleasure.
“Are you ready?” he asks before lightly grazing his teeth over the sensitive skin.
“Yes.” I tilt my head, baring my throat to him. My hands leave his horns to tangle in his hair, doing everything I can to pull him closer still.
Jared presses a single featherlight kiss to my throat, making me groan in frustration. Then he strikes. The sharp fangs of his shifted form pierce my skin, but there’s no pain, only pleasure. My orgasm crashes over me, and I cling to Jared’s broad shoulders for dear life as I ride the tidal waves of pleasure. With a satisfied growl, Jared carefully removes his teeth from the slope of my neck, pulling back to lap at the bite with his tongue while I come down from the high.
That’s when I feel it. The invisible link between us has grown even stronger now I’m wearing his bond bite. It will be damn near indestructible once I leave my mark on him. Suddenly I can’t wait any longer, my own instincts driving me to complete the bond.
When I nudge at his shoulders, Jared follows my lead, rolling onto his back and using his firm grip on my hips to take me with him. Straddling the tops of his thighs, I revel at the sight of him spread out beneath me. From the blade-sharp tips of his horns to his glowing green eyes, I trail my gaze down the column of his throat, along the length of his stunning body, only stopping when the light trail of darker blonde hair below his navel meets his hard length.
Gently swiping the pad of my thumb over the head of his cock, I capture the bead of precum gathered there, then bring my hand to my mouth to taste him. Jared groans at the sight, gripping the covers tightly, holding himself back and letting me take the lead. Unable to keep either of us waiting another moment, I move forward, one hand on his chest, the other guiding him to my opening. One of the many perks of being supernatural is we don’t get STIs. We do still have to think about contraception, but as a witch I can cast a spell to prevent pregnancy.
Jared’s fingertips dig into my hips as I sink down on him with a pleasured sigh. We move together in the perfect rhythm, our pleasure building higher and higher. When I lean down to kiss him, my magic surges, letting me know it’s time to complete the mate bond.
I pull back, breaking the kiss. “Watch.”
“Believe me, I am,” Jared pants, looking up at me with lust-filled eyes.
“Not me, this,” I say, sending a thin, shimmering strand of magic towards him.
Jared’s eyes widen in fascination as he follows the thread of magic emanating from my sternum as it winds towards the left side of his chest. The instant it brushes against him, Jared gasps, his head tipping back in pleasure as his hips thrust up to meet mine. My inner muscles flutter around his firm length as I continue to ride him, while filling him with my magic. Jared’s desperate hands roam over my body, our breaths coming quicker the closer we get to release.
“Your magic it—” he breaks off on a needy moan. “It’s too much. I’m not going to last.”
“Then let go for me. I’m right there with you.”
The silvery thread of my magic disappears beneath Jared’s golden skin. For a moment, it’s like the entire world stands still. Then my magic settles into its place in Jared’s heart where it was always meant to be, and we fall over the edge together.
We lie with our limbs still tangled together as we recover. Jared’s gentle fingers comb through the strands of my still-damp hair while my head rests on his chest. When I tip my head back to look up at him, I notice he’s back in his fully human form, a soft smile playing on his lips.
“How do you feel?”
“So happy.”
“Does the bite hurt?”
My hand drifts up to hover over the already-healed bond bite on the slope of my left shoulder. “Not at all.” Jared’s thumb ghosts over the mark, sending a shiver down my spine. “Oh, wow, that’s sensitive.”
He smirks. “Good to know.”
Despite everything we’ve just done, my cheeks heat, and I bury my face in his chest. That’s when I see it. On Jared’s left pec, right over his heart, is a small tarot card. The Moon. I prop myself up on an elbow so I can ghost my fingertips over the shimmering silver lines of my mark.
Jared looks down, spotting the tattoo-like mark for the first time. “It’s beautiful.”
“You like it?”
“Of course I do.” He tucks my dark hair behind my ear. “I can feel you, what you’re feeling. It’s amazing.”
“I can feel you too. Now the bond’s complete, we’ll be able to send each other images and feelings through the bond. Some bonded mates can even use it to talk to each other.”
“Really?”
“Mmm hmm.” Now that the combined high of my orgasm and completing the mate bond is evaporating, tonight’s events are catching up to me and I’m fading fast. My eyelids droop like wilting flowers.
