Page 78 of Waltzing With Witches

White.

My second eyelid.

“Ben!” I roar as my focus narrows to that intoxicating spot where Morgan’s neck and shoulder meet.

The castle whips out, yanking my arms above my head as I lurch forward to strike. He grabs me at the last possible second, my teeth snapping inches from her neck. Morgan’s eyes spring wide, then roll back in her head as a second, more powerful orgasm overtakes us both.

I yank against Ben, ranting and raving to get at her, my mate, my love, my blood.

“Morgan!” I cry. “Fuuuuck!”

Her fingernails dig into my chest, scratching grooves over the muscle as she pulses around me. Her breath leaves in a whoosh, and she flops forward over me.

“Not. Too. Close,” I grit out, my eyelid still covering my eye. “Gods, please. Don’t get too close,” I whisper, the last bit of orgasm wringing me dry as she shudders around me.

Ecstasy fades, the only sounds our combined heavy breathing. The scent of her soaks the air around us. Blood, cum, slick arousal, chocolate, cinnamon, moonlight.

Ben holds me tight as she nuzzles my heaving chest, her tongue and lips tracing a path from one nipple to the other.

“Don’t stop,” I encourage. “That feels…incredible.” My skin is on fire from the feel of her lips. I’ve dreamed of this for so long, wanted it for years.

Morgan’s warm mouth closes over my other nipple, sending my lust soaring back to sky-high heights. I roll my hips beneath her, my eyelid closing over my eyes again.

Something chimes again.

“Ben is trying to be polite,” she whispers as she licks a flat path across my chest. “But someone needs something.”

I groan as my eyelid retracts. Morgan watches me, her face flushed. The pink shade travels all the way down her neck and chest.

“That was…”

“Perfection,” she says with a slow, sensual smile. “So much more than I ever imagined.” She slaps my chest. “I can’t believe you weren’t gonna let us do this! I’m mad all over again!” She laughs, though, and when Ben releases me, I can’t help but pull her higher up my chest to bury my nose in the hollow of her throat.

My scent combines with hers, and it’s strongest here.

“You smell filthy,” I whisper. “I’ll be sad to wash this off you.” I pat her hip. “Head to my bathroom and turn the water on. I’ll check with Ben and join you in a minute.”

Laughter rumbles from her throat as I kiss my way up and down it. “Is this going to be like that time you asked me to breakfast and then went to check with Ben?”

“Nothing like that time,” I reassure her. “I know better than to leave you places now. Thank you for the lesson.”

She chuckles and presses off my chest, looking down at the carnage in my lap. Blood coats us both.

I grin when she makes a disgusted sound. “If you hadn’t made that sound, I’d offer to lick every drop off you, but something tells me you wouldn’t find that particularly pleasing.”

As she scrunches her nose, a board flips open beside my head, and a roll of paper towels falls out. Morgan laughs and grabs for them, rising slowly off me. I sit fully up and rub my sore wrists. When I rise tall above her, she smiles up at me, and it’s blisteringly gorgeous. There’s something new in this smile, something open and raw. If I think about cataloging all the emotions I’ve seen on her face, this one is new.

It’s joy, if I had to guess. Perhaps happiness, something I denied us by shutting her out.

Reaching for her throat, I pull her to me and brush my lips playfully against hers. “I can’t stop touching you,” I admit.

“I’m dripping on the floor,” she says with a huff, laughing into my lips.

“I would drop to the floor right now and lick it up if I didn’t think you’d be disgusted,” I admit.

She fingers the ziol around her neck. “I could possibly be coerced into trying to find that hot. I guess I don’t really know what I might find attractive if it’s you doing the seducing.”

Grinning, I release her throat and stare as she sashays to the door and out into the hall. I stand like a fucking idiot, listening to her ascend the stairs toward my room. Thirty seconds later, Ben groans, and the whoosh of water flowing through pipes reaches me.

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