Page 4 of Twisted Magic

“I apologize,” she said, louder, through gritted teeth.

“For what?” he prompted.

“For… being beautiful.” She blushed as she said it, unaccustomed to saying any such thing about herself.

“For being so fucking beautiful,” he reminded her. “And say it louder.”

“I apologize for being so fucking beautiful,” she nearly yelled at him. It felt oddly transformative to shout those words.

“Apologize for being so irresistibly sexy.” He released her nipple and took it into his mouth, laving the stinging with his tongue, cupping her breast gently.

She moaned, having to close her eyes to the intensity of it. “I apologize for being so irresistibly sexy.”

“Louder.” He moved his thigh higher, giving her the pressure she craved, and she ground her sex against the hard muscle. So close.

“I apologize for being so irresistibly sexy!” She’d lost herself to it now, happy to shout out whatever he liked so long as he kept going.

“Say that you beg my forgiveness for being such an amazing woman that you forced me to fall for you.” He dropped his hand to tangle in the curls of her mons, and pulled his thigh out of her reach. “Say it, Seliah, and I promise to reward you. Look at me and say it.”

She opened her eyes finding him close, watching her with glittering intent. “Please forgive me, Wizard,” she said, not needing to fake the pleading edge to her voice. “Please forgive me for being such an amazing woman that I forced you to fall for me.”

“Good girl,” he murmured, making her wait just a beat longer, before he fastened his mouth over hers and pinched her clit, hard.

She came with a scream of completion, which he drank in, holding her close, his body plastered to hers. Clinging to him, she rode out the incredibly intense waves of pleasure, shuddering with it, calling his name as he showered her face with kisses, saying sweet nothings that he’d normally never be caught dead thinking, much less speaking. She’d learned this about him, that he dropped his impenetrable walls during sex with her, his caustic protective shell cast aside, if only for that short time.

As she caught her breath, he finally released her hair, startling a yip from her as he lifted her from the tumbling water and set her on the ledge of the pool. Seizing her knees, he spread her legs wide and dove between her thighs, avid mouth fastening on her oversensitized sex, applying suction that rocketed her into another screaming climax. Unable to do anything else, she clutched his hair and held on, spine bowing into an almost unsustainable arch, the firelit night sky a blur through the tears of extremity squeezing from her eyes.

He gave her no time to recover, pressing a firm hand to her lower back and driving two fingers into her throbbing passage, thrumming her clit with his tongue so she thrashed and sobbed, coming again or still, she wasn’t sure. “Please, Jadren, please,” she begged him, further words escaping her.

He took his time, but finally relented, backing off and gazing up at her, looking like some sort of wicked selkie with his hair sleek and black from drenching, wizard’s eyes sparking with magic.

“I want you inside of me,” she told him, trying to make it sound humble instead of the demand she wanted to voice.

“Do you?” He sounded dangerous.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, please, Wizard.”

“I want to show you something first,” he purred, his voice full of sensual menace.

“I can’t take anymore,” she protested, trying to close her legs.

He held them firmly apart, shaking his head and tsking. “You can and you will take it,” he said darkly. “You’re still being punished.”

“But I apologized.” She didn’t know if she wanted to cry or plead for more.

“Taking responsibility for your crimes and apologizing to me is only the first step. You must make amends.”

“H-how?” She couldn’t quite catch her breath, aquiver with anticipation and trepidation. What exactly was he going to do to her?

“By being a good girl and holding still. If you do, I promise to fuck you senseless.”

She laughed a little, a watery sound, at his reminder of the promises he’d made her and broken. “I think you already have.”

“Oh, no, my sweet, innocent familiar. You have no idea.” He placed a kiss high on her inner thigh, the touch as electrifying as if he’d kissed her directly on her sex, chuckling as she moaned. “Will you behave?”

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