Page 29 of Magic's Rise

“Damn, you’re beautiful.” Owen tugs me back to my feet, and grips my chin to open me up.

As soon as my lips part, his mouth slides over mine, his tongue thrusting inside. A whimper escapes me, and I rise onto my toes, my arms winding around his neck, my body melting against his.

His hands slip under my sweatshirt, caressing up my waist to my ribcage, his thumbs sweeping at the underside of my breasts. A thrill goes through me, and I press closer, wanting to give him everything he desires.

His head tilts from side to side in a lazy exploration of my mouth, drawing more whimpers and moans from me each time we part.

Warmth rushes through me as he finally cups my small breasts. My nipples harden painfully beneath his palms, and I push into his touch, needing more.

He pulls back long enough to tug my sweatshirt and chemise over my head and drags off his own shirt before pulling me back against him. A gasp escapes me at the heat of our bare skin pressed together, and when he draws me forward, I follow, chasing his kiss.

My heart pounds as he sits on the edge of the bed, his lips circling my nipple as he pushes my leggings down. Pleasure tingles through me from chest to center, and my head falls back, my fingers tangling in his soft, black hair.

With a smooth move, he scoops me up and twists, planting me in the middle of the mattress. My thighs part, and as he crawls over me, I grab his ass to pull his body down.

His semi-hard cock rubs my slick folds, and I move with him. We both groan at the friction, and Owen’s lips find mine once more, his tongue thrusting in the same lazy swirl as his hips.

Desire pools between my legs, and I wrap them around Owen’s trim waist, needing more. He grinds against me, sending a jolt of pure heat through me.

His mouth moves down to my throat, peppering kisses onto the skin over my pounding pulse.

“Need you.” My fingernails sink into his shoulders. “Owen, I need you.”

He slips down to my breasts, capturing one hard nipple with his lips and flicking it with his tongue.

My hips move faster, pleasure tightening my body, driving me toward release.

Owen lifts away from me, leaving me thrusting at air, seconds before completion.

“What…?” Whining, I dig my heels into his ass, trying to pull him back down. “No, don’t stop.”

His smile forms over my breast. “Patience.”

“No.” I reach between our bodies for his cock.

“Hey, that’s cheating.” He grabs my wrists and presses them to the mattress. “Let me take care of you the same way you took care of me.”

“I didn’t tease you.” My legs drop to the bed, feet flat on the mattress, and I lift my hips to rub against his hardening length. “Knot me, Alpha.”

A growl drags from his throat. “That’s not fair.”

His weight drops on top of me, and not giving him a chance to pull back again, I drag his head down, slotting our mouths together.

He kisses me deeply, searching out all of my crevices until my mind turns fuzzy with pleasure, and I melt beneath him, my body soft and pliant.

Our hips rock in rhythm, his hot shaft slick from my desire as it slips through my folds to rub against my clit.

Despite my demands, Owen kisses me like he’s savoring a final meal before a long fast.

His mouth drags away from mine, traveling back down to my throat, sucking bruises into my skin, leaving his mark behind to remind me I’m his even when I’m gone.

My head falls back, exposing more of myself. He can paint a hundred kisses on my body if that’s what he desires.

Teeth scrape over my pulse, then return to the same spot, nipping hard enough to sting. I bury my fingers in his hair, urging him on with desperate pants, chasing that sensation of pleasure that borders on pain.

My muscles begin to stiffen, tingles spreading through my body.

Owen’s hands flatten on the mattress, and he lifts onto his arms to stare down at me, coals burning in his eyes as he pushes inside.

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