Page 24 of Wicked Heirs

Another groan left me as the heat became stifling—in the best way.

I watched her bite her lip to stifle her blissful cries that wanted to let loose, the sight and the whole fucking thing making my cock rock fucking hard in seconds.

I’d never experienced anything like it.

I’d never had anyone corrupt my magic.

I couldn’t allow it.

No one could possess that influence and level of control over me.

I snapped my fingers and broke the binds, retracting my magic.

She stared at me, undeniable hunger blazing in her gorgeous eyes.

I couldn’t stop myself and in the next second, I was grasping her arms and slamming her against the wall beside the door.

“Fuck,” I growled. “I can still feel it.”

Her lips brushed over mine and she moaned, “Orpheus.”

Motherfuck,the way she uttered my name all breathy and desperate was another level.

The intimate touch startled me.

The need there. The depth of it.

A tidal wave of heat rushed through me, making me push my hard body against her sweet softness.

It set my nerve endings alight.

My pulse jumped, my breath quickening.

A painful need burned through me.

I couldn’t stop myself, I leaned in close to her, my breath fanning over her neck. “I’ve never wanted anybody so fucking badly. What are you doing to me?”

She fisted her hands in my shirt and jerked me down to her with a burst of aggression that had my cock pushing against my zipper, the need becoming painful.

And then our mouths clashed.

The kiss was violent and rough, a ravaging as our tongues came into play right away, dueling fiercely and with a whole lot of erotic aggression.

She was grinding against me then, while digging her nails into my shirt in her white-knuckle hold. When I rolled my hips hard, making her feel every inch of my very hard cock, she broke the kiss, panting and beside herself.

“That’s right, little angel, rub your cunt all over me.”

“Dickhead,” she uttered, breathlessly.

I smirked. “This dickhead is seconds away from tearing your panties off and fucking you against the wall until you scream the fucking place down.”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Fuck, yes.”

“Motherfuck, woman.” I grasped her hips and tossed her onto my bed. “Forget the wall,” I said, as I pounced on the bed and crawled up her body. “Gonna ravish every fucking inch of you, Alena.”

She licked her lips as she tracked my every movement.

It nearly fucking undid me right there and then.

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