Page 45 of Warrior Witch

“No, I wanna know.” He narrowed his eyes, pushing off the tree to square up against me. “Are you seriously still going to kill her, after everything you’ve seen here? After you fucked her?”

“Ooh, someone’s jealous. Was your little kiss not enough?” I grinned, leaning closer. His addictive pine and soil scent filled my nostrils as I whispered in his ear. “Want me to tell you how she screamed for me? How she felt around my dick when she came.”

Kylen’s back stiffened at my words, our chests brushing against each other as he shuddered out a breath.

“Or better question…” I mused, my voice low and seductive. “Why do you want me to try to kill her? Do you miss wrapping me up in vines like a present? They didn’t exactly hide your attraction to me.”

“Is that what you think?” he asked, turning his head to face me.

Our breath mingled between us as I stared through his glasses into bright blue eyes. I could even see a little yellow in them, right around the pupil. Fuck, he was so pretty. It wouldn’t take any effort at all to close the gap between our mouths. His full, pink lips were practically begging me to kiss him.

“I think you followed me out here because you were hoping for something to happen.” I snaked my arms around his hips, hooking my fingers into his belt loops to pull him closer. “Mm, feels like I was right.”

His hard length pressed against my own, and his eyelashes fluttered in response to the sensation. Fucking beautiful. Unable to resist, I dragged my tongue along the curve of his jaw, gently tugging his earlobe between my teeth.

“Bruin.” His gasp was music to my ears, and I needed to hear it again. Both of his hands cupped my jaw as he maneuvered me back in front of his face. “Are you sure about this?”

I nodded, practically drooling from my hunger for him. “Definitely.”

Before I could check he was okay, too, he crushed his mouth to mine, immediately meeting my tongue in a battle for dominance that neither of us truly cared to win. The fight was far more fun.

Our push and pull of desperate kisses soon had me backed up against a tree. I ran my hands over the tight cheeks of Kylen’s fucking stunning ass. His hips ground against my own, and I held him there, bucking up into the delicious friction between our bodies.

“Take off your shirt. Now,” he ordered, pulling away enough to tug his own over his head.

Holy crap, who’d have thought the botanist would have abs?

Grinning at my luck, I threw off my shirt and reached out to run my hands over those muscles, but had my arms pulled up above my head. Were those…

“You were right earlier,” he explained. “I really do miss the sight of you tied up and desperate.”

Vines. Hello, old friends.

Kylen licked and sucked down the pulse in my neck as his vines securely pinned me against the tree. The bark dug into my back painfully, but the pleasure coming from my front far outweighed it.

“You better not be just teasing me.” I chuckled, only half-joking.

His hands smoothed across my waistband, fingertips dipping below the clothing, and he whispered in my ear. “It’s not a tease if you fully intend to go through with it.”

Our lips met again as Kylen ran his hands back up my chest to rub and pinch at my nipples. I moaned into his mouth, desperately needing to get out of my pants before I ruined them. Unfortunately for me, Kylen only smirked against my lips, practically preening at the sounds escaping me, then reached around to grip my ass tight.

I’d never been this turned on by a man touching me like this. Usually, I was the one in control, leading the dance and taking what I needed from my partner. But with Kylen, I needed him to touch me however he desired. I wanted to be at his mercy. And fuck, I’d probably cum in my pants if he called me his good boy again.

“Huh, what’s this?” Feeling a lump in my back pocket, he reached in and pulled out a small bottle of lube, raising one eyebrow. “And you said I was the one who came out here with expectations?”

I shrugged as much as I could with my arms pinned above me. “To be honest, I was also hoping Harlow would be up for anal at some point. Boy Scouts taught me to always be prepared.”

“No way were you a boy scout.”

“Sure was. You should see my rope skills.” I grinned wider, and his vines tightened, pulling me up on my tiptoes.

“I think mine are better.”

“No arguments here.”

With another pinch to my nipple, Kylen licked and nibbled at the other while stroking over my abs, steadily moving down to my waistband. He quickly removed my belt and unbuttoned my jeans, dragging them down as he dropped to his knees and palmed the tent in my briefs. Looking up at me with wide, blue eyes, he slowly licked the thin fabric.

I groaned low in my throat, positive there were at least two wet spots on my briefs now. As he tugged my underwear down my thighs and freed my aching cock, he smirked and sucked the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it like it was the best treat he’d ever tasted. I closed my eyes, hips twitching, but he wouldn’t take in any more of me. I craved more of his mouth’s heat, but as I dangled from the tree, my toes only just touching the ground, I couldn’t get the leverage to thrust between his lips. He had me completely at his mercy, and I loved it.

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