Page 10 of A Warlock for Halloween

I trust the phantom to lock the front door before he and the carriage disappear back to the monster side of town.

It’s my first time being with a woman, as I chose to wait for my one true love. With Natalie being a human, I don’t expect the same from her and I worry my lack of experience will leave me lacking when compared to others.

In the years that I’ve dreamed of this moment, I thought I wouldn’t use magic, but now I decide I will. Why not show her all the benefits that come from having a warlock as a mate?

Depositing Natalie carefully onto her bed, I gaze down at her with wonder. At first, I’ll admit I was disappointed that my soul mate was a human. That was foolish of me. She’s utterly perfect, exactly as she is.

Smoothing my hands along her shoulders, I feel the tremors that go through her and hear how her breathing has taken on an uneven edge. But it’s the want in her blue eyes with their passion-blown pupils that excites me the most.

She might not have waited for me as long as I have for her, but the need she feels rivals my own.

Unable to bear another minute away from her embrace, I shed my suit jacket and tie while kicking my dress shoes off. My black shirt I tear open, uncaring of the buttons raining down on her hardwood floor.

Eagerly, I climb onto the bed, my larger body covering hers as my lips seek and find the sweetness of her kiss.

We’re both done with sweet and slow as Natalie’s fingers grab my shoulders and kneading the tight muscles there. Her nails trail over my flesh, leaving tingles of excitement as she explores my body.

Leaving her lips, I kiss and lick my way down to the neckline of her shirt. She had asked me if she should change before we left tonight for dinner, and I was dumbstruck that she would think anything was wrong with her attire. The brown skirt clung to her hips, showing off her luscious curves. But it was her shirt that tempted me all evening as it teased me with a glimpse of the deep valley between her breasts.

Breasts that my mouth desperately wants to savor.

With a tug, the front of her shirt lowers, showing off the creamy mounds of her breasts. Yet a strapless bra still keeps me from my prize.

Hooking my index finger in the front of the bra, I mentally undo the three clasps in back that are holding it closed and smoothly pull the bra down and off.

Natalie gasps, but that little breath of surprise turns to a moan when I latch my mouth around her tightly budded nipple and suck it.

I cover her other breast with my hand, becoming familiar with the weight and heft of her before discovering how sensitive to the touch her nipple is.

A pleased groan leaves me as I suck on her. My cock throbs with need, straining in my pants, and I roll my hips against her, hissing around her tender bud at the intense sensations blasting through my cock.

Pressing her hips upwards, Natalie grinds against me, her fingers threading through my hair and holding me against her breast.

Her skirt is wrapped tightly around her legs and I’m eager to be rid of it and the rest of our clothes.

My mouth leaves her breast, and I grasp the bottom of her shirt, working it up.

Natalie catches on quickly and helps to peel it off before she shimmies out of her skirt, leaving her clad in only a skimpy bit of tan underwear. The satiny material clings to her mound, showing the cleft of her sex and the wetness that waits there for me.

Reverently, I reach for her panties, my fingers trembling as they glide over the smooth fabric and touch her silky skin. A groan works its way from my chest, and I lean forward to kiss the skin above the panties’ waistband.

Her stomach jumps under my lips, her legs spreading.

I don’t need magic to know what she’s wanting.

Skimming my mouth lower, I peel her panties from her, dragging them down her legs and tossing them off to the right. I already knew she’d be beautiful, but she stuns me. The pink folds guarding her opening look petal-soft and my mouth waters at the scent of her arousal coming from that secret place between her thighs.

Smoothing my thumbs along the short thatch of blonde fuzz on her mound, I carefully open her up, exposing all of her to my hungry gaze. Moisture pools at her opening and as my fingers expose more of her dew clings to them.

I lift a hand to my mouth, running my tongue across my fingertips and getting my first taste of her tempting nectar. My eyes close as her flavor rolls around my tongue and mouth.

Lust rages within me, urging me to take what is mine. I’m a stronger man than my desires and slowly lower myself to between her legs, grasping her thighs firmly and lifting her juicy pussy to my mouth.

At the first lick, we both shudder, and then I’m a man possessed, diving in to lick, suck, and explore. My tongue dances along her folds, coiling around the tiny nub that is her clit, and thrusting boldly within her hole to drink down her excitement.

Natalie thrashes upon the bed, her thighs clenching and jerking in my firm grasp. My name leaves her lips repeatedly as I lick and suck her. The tension in her body is divine. I can feel it winding tighter and tighter the closer she gets to completion.

It spurs me on, my tongue dipping and stroking along her folds and within her channel. Her inner walls flutter madly, trying to hold on to my tongue as I lick as far inside her as I can reach. It’s easy to cast a lengthening spell that causes my tongue to elongate and soon I’m able to go even further within her hot depths.

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