Page 56 of Commanding Chaos

My breath shuddered. “I never should have…”

“But you did.” He slid his hands up to my shoulders, gripping them gently.

“I’m a light witch,” I whispered. “It’s wrong.”

“Then why does it feel so right?” His gaze flowed over my face, returning to my eyes with an intensity that nearly melted me.

“It does, doesn’t it?” My voice was barely audible over the pulse rushing in my ears. “I want you, and I’m tired of fighting it.”

“As am I.” His grip on my shoulders tightened, and he pulled me to his chest, planting his mouth on mine.

I wrapped my arms behind his neck and rose to my knees, straddling his lap. He groaned and kissed me harder. I was no longer his fragile flower. Now I was his last breath of air. He slid his hands to my back, knotting them in my shirt. I moved to tug it over my head, but he pulled, ripping it apart and tossing it aside.

I gasped. Normally I’d be pissed if a man did that to my clothes, but the feral look in his eyes made my heart sprint and my clit throb. “Take me to the bedroom.”

Without a word, he rose effortlessly. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he bent to pick up my discarded shirt. “So we don’t alarm your sister.”

I was glad he could think clearly because the feel of his rock-hard length pressed between my legs scattered my thoughts like a dandelion in the wind. He carried me to the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us and slamming my back against it. The impact only made me want him more.

I lowered my feet to the floor, and he leaned against me, clutching my hair and angling my mouth upward to meet his. His cock pressed into my stomach, and I grabbed the hem of his shirt, my nails scraping his skin as I drew it up his back.

His body shuddered. Leaning back, he yanked it over his head, revealing the chiseled abs and defined pecs I hadn’t been able to get out of my head since he’d stood naked in my studio. He licked his lips, his gaze blazing a trail of heat down to my chest. Cupping my breasts, he teased my nipples through my bra, hardening them into pearls.

I reached behind my back and opened the clasp, letting it fall to the floor. His pupils dilated. His nostrils flared on a deep inhale, and he bent, taking one nipple into his mouth, bathing it in heat while pinching the other between his fingers. Electricity exploded in my chest, cascading downward and filling me with an urgency I’d never felt before.

“I need you,” I rasped.

“You’ll have me.” He sucked my other nipple into his mouth, and I moaned.

“Right now.”

“Is that an order, or can I take my time?” He trailed his tongue up my neck and took my earlobe between his teeth.

The sensation made my knees buckle, but he didn’t let me fall. He scooped me into his arms and tossed me onto the bed, a wicked grin lifting one corner of his mouth. After taking off my shoes, he undid my pants and yanked them down, leaving me in nothing but a pair of yellow panties.

He devoured me with his eyes, the hunger in them palpable as he took me in. “Even better than I remember.” With one hand, he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them to the floor, taking his underwear with them.

My gaze locked on his dick, long and thick, and I licked my lips.

“I can take you now, as you command…” He grabbed his cock and stroked it twice. “Or I can ravish every inch of your body, showering you with the attention and ecstasy you deserve.”

Well, when he put it that way… “Ravish away.”

The green of his eyes glowed softly, his smile that of a predator who’d cornered his prey, and Hecate have mercy, I had never been so turned on in my life.

He pulled my underwear off, grabbed my hips, and flipped me to my stomach before climbing onto the bed and covering my body with his. The demonic heat of his skin enveloped me, and as he nuzzled against my neck, goosebumps rose on my arms.

I turned my head to see him, and he descended, pressing his lips between my shoulders. He moved achingly slow, his coarse hands memorizing my body, his mouth gliding along my skin. He nipped my shoulder between his teeth, and I gasped. He chuckled and did it again.

“You’re killing me,” I said into the sheets.

“No.” He trailed his tongue down my spine, stopping just above my butt. “I’m showing you how to live.”

He bit the top of my left cheek, and another pleasure explosion rocketed through my body. I cried out and bit a pillow. He laughed and kissed his way down the back of one leg, circling his tongue around the sensitive flesh behind my knee, nipping it before continuing down and working his way up the other.

Sitting up, he straddled my legs, and I imagined him stroking his cock as he ravished me with his gaze. I started to turn over to see, but he held my shoulder down, keeping me on my stomach. My entire body ached with so much need I thought I would explode.

“It isn’t often you relinquish control.” His hands slid up and down my back. “Why do you now?”

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