Page 55 of Cursed Luck
A delicious ache between her thighs and their surrounding muscles stirred her mind from its dream state. Edward’s chest was pressed against her back, one arm trapping her to him, and his dick nestled against her butt.
The night they had shared was unlike any other. Bonding aside, she’d never connected sexually with a man like she had with Edward. She did not know if it was because of their status as mates or their sexual compatibility. She also did not care, especially if it meant a lifetime of mind-blowing sex with the man.
His steady breaths made her grin. If he was anything like her in that moment, he was sore, exhausted, and horny as hell. A slight tremble rocked her chest at a giggle trying to slip free.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, his voice groggy with sleep.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you,” she said as his hips pressed closer. Her sex clenched, and she debated shifting so he could slide back inside her.
“What’s funny, Mia?” he asked again and pressed kisses down her neck.
She moaned as a shiver ran along her skin. “I’m sore, tired, and horny and was wondering if you were too.”
He raised her thigh, and she felt his tip press against her entrance. “I’ll never get enough of you, baby.”
Their morning sex was lazy and sensual, different from the ravenous need of their initial coupling or the emotional round that had followed. She was at home in his arms and was eager for his touch.
When his fingers found her bundle of nerve begging for him, she was done for. His teeth biting into her flesh barely registered as they reached the crest of pleasure.
Edward shifted so he lay between her legs and rested his head between her breasts. “Morning, baby,” he muttered before his tongue reached out to flick her nipple.
“Was that to me or my right breast?” she asked, sifting her fingers through his hair.
“Your right breast of course,” he teased and turned his head to flick her other nipple. “Morning, Lefty.”
“That’s good. I was afraid she’d get jealous of Righty.”
“I love your boobies.”
Mia laughed. “I don’t get men’s obsessions with boobs.”
“Not any boobs.Yourboobs. Big difference…”
“Okay… Why?”
“Because they’re yours, duh!” he stated with a happy sigh.
Mia decided to take the compliment and give up on trying to understand him. Instead, she squirmed under his weight. “As much as I’m enjoying this, I need to get up, unless you’d rather I pee on your bed. If that’s so, we’ll have to have a long talk about fetishes I’m willing to entertain and those I’m not. If there’s any question, anything with pee is a hard no for me,” she said, rambling.
Edward laughed and rolled off her. “Pee is not something I’m interested in.”
She held back her laugh so as to not pee and hurried toward his adjoined bathroom. Looking around, she took in the nicely decorated space. “Did you decorate your place, or did the women in your family?” she called.
“I hired someone who took my ideas and tastes and ran with it,” he said, his voice closer than it should have been.
Mia hurried to finish and found Edward at one of the sinks, brushing his teeth. She washed her hands and hoped he had a spare toothbrush. She glanced in the mirror and winced at her unruly curls.
Edward spit into the ceramic bowl. “What’s wrong?”
Mia gathered her hair and created a messy ponytail at the top of her head. “This hair is crazy.”
“Sexy is more like it. It reminds me of all the ways we fucked,” he said and returned to brushing his teeth.
She smiled at him, taking in his very nude state before turning in the mirror to see her own. Mia had never felt so comfortable in front of a man after a night of sex. Normally, she would have gathered her clothes by then, to use them as a shield.
Edward finished and squatted down to rummage through his cabinet. “I know I just bought one…” he muttered to himself. “Aha!” Pushing to his feet, he handed her a new toothbrush. “You can use this one. After you’re done, put it in the medicine cabinet for the next time you stay over.”
His easy words caused her heart to clench, another piece being claimed by the handsome witch. Mia responded with a nod and went to work at removing it from its packaging and brushing her teeth. The simple actions helped her keep her cool as he watched her for a moment before walking toward the toilet she’d used.
