Page 28 of Magic's Rise

I let him lead me up to the second story, but when he heads toward my room, I steer him across the hall to his closed door. “Can we talk first?”

“Sure.” He releases my hand to step ahead and open his door, then motions me inside.

I enter the familiar space. Owen had claimed the room my parents used to share as his own, filling it with trinkets and memories collected over the years. The scent of forest that fills the air reminds me of our childhoods spent traipsing through the woods in search of adventure.

The second the door clicks shut behind me, I blurt out my concerns. “Will you really be okay if Haut goes to Silver Hollow with me?”

Owen pauses, his hand still on the knob, hurt flashing across his face. “Do you think I’m such a weak Alpha?”

“No, nothing like that.” I rush over to wrap my arms around him in a tight hug. “I’m just worried. What if they gang up on you? Even the strongest Alpha can be taken down by overwhelming odds or betrayal, you know? I mean, look at what Horace tried with the loggers.”

Cradling my cheeks, he leans back to look at me. “There are no guarantees, the same as there are no guarantees you won’t be hurt the second you step out of my sight. We just have to do our best to stay safe so we can be together again.”

I bury my face against his chest. “I don’t like taking Haut away from you. You guys have been protecting each other’s backs for so long.”

Owen cups my ass, pulling me close, and his hard length nudges my stomach, making my pulse quicken.

Head dipping, he nuzzles my throat. “I’ll be fine without Haut for a few days.”

“I know, I just don’t like the thought of you being hurt when I’m not here.” Pulse quickening, I kiss his cheek, near the corner of his mouth. “I’m going to miss you, too.”

“Yeah?” Emotion thickens his voice, and his head turns, his lips brushing mine.

My hands move down Owen’s firm chest “Yeah.”

His muscles bunch beneath my palms, his body heating. His head lifts, and red glows in his pupils, flickering with a hunger that has my stomach dipping like I’m in free fall.

Owen brushes my cheeks with his fingertips. “Stay with me tonight?”

Desire pools between my thighs, and my legs tremble. “I already planned to.”

He licks his lower lip, his eyes falling to my mouth. “Is that so?”

Giving in to my weakening knees, I sink to the floor and reach for his belt. “Can I?”

A rough laugh escapes him. “Like I would ever tell you no.”

Heart pounding, I work open his fly, and his boxers tent out, straining for release. My fingers hook in his elastic waistband, and I carefully pull them down, along with his pants, to release his beautiful cock.

My mouth waters, and I grip the base, his black curls tickling my skin. Leaning forward, I inhale the woodsy musk of my mate. I rub my cheek against his velvety-soft skin and nuzzle the tapered head, a pearl of pre-cum coating my lips.

His hand cups the back of my head. “God, Rowe, you’re killing me.”

My tongue sweeps out, savoring the salt of his desire, and hunger shoots through me. I take in his tip, then push down, his shaft a heavy slide across my tongue before he nudges into my throat.

“That feels good.” His hips flex, pushing a little deeper. “Your mouth is so sweet.”

Emboldened by his reaction, I suck around his hard length as I pull back, then follow the direction of his hand in my hair for the best rhythm. I gently squeeze his balls, massaging them as I bob my head up and down, wet, slurping sounds mingling with his groans.

When I look up at him through my lashes, I find his blazing red eyes fixed on me, his lips parted on quick breaths. Seeing his pleasure ignites mine, and tingles race through my body, liquid heat pooling between my legs.

I redouble my efforts, sucking, licking, and stroking, dragging more delicious sounds from Owen.

“Wait.” His hand moves from the back of my head to my shoulder. “I’m close.”

I moan and take him in deeper, pumping his base.

With a growl, his cock jumps, and cum pulses down my throat, hot and salty. I swallow greedily, before pulling off of him with a long suck.

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