Page 47 of Light Magic

He licked the upper curve of my breast. “Does it matter?”

I wanted to say it did, but honestly, right now, it didn’t. All I wanted was for him to feed the beast he poked and put out the damn fire threatening to explode within me. He pulled my top fully down and flicked his tongue on my nipple. I gasped and arched my back.

“Does it matter, sweetheart?”

“By the light, no!” I snapped. “Just …” I groaned. “Just take me.”

“My fucking pleasure.” He closed his mouth around my nipple, twisted his body to the side a little, and slid his hand inside my pants.

I squirmed and gasped in shock and pleasure when his finger found my center. Levi didn’t give me time to think, to process, he simply slipped two fingers inside me and started pumping while sucking and licking my breasts.

I arched my back, giving him access to all of me. Because, dear light, it was good and I wanted to be lost in his arms. Right now, I would agree to anything as long as he kept going.

Knowing exactly what he was doing to me, Levi thrust his fingers deep, curling them at the end of the movement, pressing on places I never knew existed. At the same time, he sucked or flicked his tongue on my nipple.

I cried when he twisted his hand slightly and pressed his thumb on my clit, before rubbing fast circles around it. Somehow, the sensation flared, the blood inside my veins went from hot to boiling, and I drowned in pleasure.

Another thrust, another rub, another lick, and I exploded in pure bliss.

By the light …

While I was lost on cloud nine, Levi did quick work of taking my pants fully off, and then his shirt and his pants. Before I could fully recover, his body covered mine again, and he slipped inside me.

I cried, the desire and pleasure starting anew. I knotted my legs around his hips, my heels digging into his hard, round ass, and my arms around his wide shoulders, and I clung to him, loving how he moved into me—fast, desperate, as if he couldn’t control himself.

I liked it.

I liked it way too much.

And right now, I wanted it, this, us.

He rolled his hips, going even deeper, and I bit his shoulder as pleasure slithered up my spine.

It was too much and not enough.

“This is fucking good, sweetheart,” he whispered in my ear. I turned my face to him and he captured my mouth, his kiss as rough as the rest of him.

As rough and as delicious.

Levi snaked one hand under me, grabbed my ass, and tilted it up a little. I gasped when he went deeper this way. He groaned against my mouth, bit down on my lower lip, then closed his lips around mine again.

His thrusts became even faster and deeper, and I felt myself reaching new heights.

By the light, how was this possible?

I lost control and came. Three seconds later, Levi’s chest rumbled with a growl and he came too. He buried his face on my neck and held tight to me as his body shook and he slowly came down from the high.

For five minutes, we stayed like that. Him holding me, me wrapped around him, both of us spent and blissful.

But then I remembered.

The bond.

All of this was because of the bond.

I tensed and Levi pushed up on his elbows.

Without looking at him, I disentangled myself from him and rolled to my side, my back to him.

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