Page 16 of Magic Unleashed

His fingers tensed in her hair, fisting to exercise control. Phoenix fought to keep her mouth around him, but he moved away, pulling her up to kiss her with a deep groan. “I don’t want to come in your mouth right now, Phoenix. I want to fuck you first.”

“Then stop playing around and fuck me, Griff,” she whispered, looking right into his eyes.

He finished stripping her completely, his hands lingering in places with kisses or the touch of a finger until she was a mess of need and desire. He lifted her up and carried her into the large bedroom filled with moonlight shining down on the ornate iron bed. He didn’t fall on her like she’d thought he might. Instead, he covered her body, settling himself and making a place between her thighs, slipping his hands under her to cradle her ass while he spoke in her ear.

“I could ruin you, doing this. Other men want to know what it is to fuck a fae—not that I’d let anyone else near you after this. You do understand that don’t you, Phoenix? That if I fuck you, you’re mine?”

His hand worked around to her throat as he thrust his hips against her and suddenly, she wasn’t the one in control anymore. When his hand clasped gently around her throat, pulling her face towards his, Phoenix felt a thrill run down her spine, straight to her clit. There had been other lovers, but none had ever moved her the way Griff did.

The intensity of his words and the feel of his hands made her tremble, and Phoenix knew she was completely in his grasp, both physically and emotionally.

“That’s exactly what I want, Griff,” she whispered back, her voice breathy with need.

“Then say it,” he commanded, his voice rough with desire.

“You’re mine,” she answered, the words feeling both empowering and terrifying.

Griff chuckled, a low and dangerous sound that sent another shiver through her body.

“Not yet,” he said, pushing the rest of his clothes off before he pressed his cock against her entrance, teasing her with just the tip. “But you are mine. And you always will be from now on.”

Griff put his hand over her mouth, sliding his middle finger between her lips just as his cock thrust into her. Phoenix gasped, her eyes widening as he entered her inch by inch, filling her with his thick length. It felt like fire, like both pleasure and pain, as he stretched her open and filled her completely.

His hand slipped from her mouth, and Phoenix cried out as he grabbed her hips and thrust into her hard. She pushed back against him, meeting his every move with one of her own, her body arching and undulating in time with his. The sensation of his cock inside her was overwhelming, and she felt like she was going to burst from the sheer intensity of it all.

Sliding his hand up to her throat, she felt his fingers wrap around it, his grip firm but not too tight. Phoenix moaned, her head thrown back as he fucked her powerfully, his hips grinding against her. It was a violent, primal dance, their bodies moving together in a frenzy of desire and lust.

“Touch your clit, Phoenix. Get yourself off on my cock.” Griff demanded and she obeyed, her fingers sliding down into her wet folds, finding her hardened nub. She circled it, her body begging for release as Griff continued to fuck her, his thrusts growing harder and faster.

Her moans were drowned out by his deep growls, his longing for his release clear in every grunt and groan. “Come on, baby. Let me see you come for me.”

Phoenix complied, rubbing her clit in time with his thrusts, the nails of her other hand digging into the soft, silky sheets as she neared the edge. Her body tightened, every nerve ending feeling like it was about to explode, and then it happened. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave, her body pulsing around his cock as she came hard.

Griff felt it, his hips thrusting deeper, harder, as he worked to push her higher, further over that edge.

“That’s it, Phoenix. Show me what you can do.” He urged, and her finger kept moving, her lips trying to say his name, but she couldn’t speak, she could only gasp as pleasure drowned out everything else in the world.

As her body continued to shiver and shake from the intensity of the orgasm, Griff’s thrusts became more erratic, his breathing becoming ragged. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “I’m going to come, Phoenix. I want you to feel it.”

She nodded, her body still convulsing from the release, her cheeks flushed and her heart pounding. She’d never felt so alive, so wild, so free. She wanted to savor every moment of this.

Griff’s hips thrust harder, faster, and she could feel his cock swelling inside her as he reached the brink. His fingers tightened around her throat, his other hand gripping her hip, holding her steady as he surged into her.

“Aw...fuck...yeah...” Griff groaned, his hips snapping back and forth in a frenzy. Phoenix could feel him pulsing inside her, filling her with his heat and his cum. It was a powerful and intense sensation, and she knew that she would remember this moment forever.

As Griff’s body shuddered and convulsed, she knew that she was truly his. Her heart had caught up to her body, and she surrendered to the feelings rushing through her. This was more than just a one-night stand, a moment of respite she’d taken with her forbidden lover. Even though she was banished from the realm of the fae, liaisons, much less pair bondings, were forbidden between faeries and dragon-shifters. This was a connection, a bond that would never be broken.

“I meant it, Phoenix. This changes everything,” Griff said as he pulled out of her and rolled to his back, pulling her close to cradle her in his arms under the covers. “You’re mine now. And none of those bastards will get to you. I wasn’t going to let them before, but now? I’m not fucking around with them anymore.”

The room was quiet, the only sound being their ragged breaths and the faint creaking of the iron bed. Phoenix lay there, her body still pulsing with the aftershocks of their intense encounter. She could feel Griff’s heart pounding under her head, his chest rising and falling with each breath, and she knew that he felt it, too.

She turned to face him, her eyes searching his for any sign of regret or doubt. But what she saw there was nothing but possessiveness and the promise of protection.

“You’re right, Griff,” she whispered, her fingers splaying over the muscles of his chest. “But this changes nothing.”

He shook his head, his eyes never leaving hers.

“Bullshit, but that’s an argument we can save for the morning. Until then, I’ll keep you safe,” he vowed, his voice deep and gravelly. “And if anyone tries to come between us, including you, they’ll have to go through me.”

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