It’s tighter this way. He fills me swiftly, his hips connecting with my backside. He retreats slowly before thrusting deep again. My teeth clatter together at the onslaught of pleasure.
“You’re perfect. So fucking perfect.”
“Bael,” I moan.
His pace increases, becoming rougher. My hands tangle in the sheets as he powers into me from behind. This is an angle I’ve never thought to try before. Both of our first times, it would seem. Gripping my hip to hold me steady, Bael lifts my top leg and pulls it back to go over his hip. His hard cock drags along my inner walls and butts up against my womb. It tickles that hidden spot inside of me that has stars dancing in my vision.
He leans down, placing kisses along the scars on my back. Tears swim in my eyes, but I blink them away. The pleasure is too strong—too intense. His hand falls to my front and works my clit in tandem with his thrust.
“Fuck—I’m close. Oh Goddess.”
“Come for me, Darcee. Cover my cock in your sweet come.”
No sooner are the words out of his mouth that I do just that. My pussy locks around his thrusting length, and I come harder than ever before. My vision goes blurry. Sweat glides down my spine as I float on a warm cloud. I hardly feel attached to my body.
Bael snarls, and I think he’ll find his own climax, but he merely flips me over onto my stomach. Without giving me a chance for a reprieve, he hooks his hands onto my hips and lifts me. Smacking me lightly on the ass, my giggle quickly turns into a moan as he fucks me harder.
“My handprint on your ass and your greedy little pussy sucking me—you are quite the sight to behold.”
“Who knew you’d have such a filthy mouth,” I say, looking at him over my shoulder.
Bael laughs, moving his hands up to cup the globes of my ass. Roughly shaping them, he gives me another soft spank before I feel his thumb gently pressing into my back entrance.
“I’ll get my cock in this hole soon enough.”
“Hmm,” I moan. “Yes, please.”
Bael reaches down my back to curl my hair around his fist. He snatches my head back, and my spine bows. His thrusts turn rough and ragged. I can hear our wet flesh slapping together. The sloppy wet sounds of my pussy makes my climax loom once more. My fingers curl into the mattress to keep myself from sliding any further.
The width of him is glorious. I’ll no doubt be feeling him every time I move tomorrow. Reaching beneath me, his hand tightly works my clit until a scream tears from my lips. I clamp around his thrusting clock, eager to feel his warm seed bathe my inner walls once more.
Bael snarls, his fingers dig into my waist as he thrusts deep. A fresh torrent of his seed fills me. I twitch with pleasure until he is finished. My muscles give out and fall in a heap at the center of the bed. Bael comes down on top of me, kissing along my shoulders and whispering words of love and praise.
The metallic taste of magic dances in the air.
I feel it now—the threads of our souls weaving together. Even as he slips from inside me, we are still connected. His heart beats along mine inside my chest. Our bond is permanent—ever-lasting.
Bael tucks my sweaty, trembling body into his chest. I’ve never felt like this after sex. I’m sated in a way I never thought possible. Bael has fulfilled me in every way. His hands trace up and down my back as he tucks me under his chin.
“How was that for you?” I murmur.
“I’m struggling to find the words. You are exquisite, Darcee.”
I laugh against his chest.
“Oh, I can find some words. You fucked my brains out, Bael. Goddess, I'll be shocked if I can walk in the morning.”
Bael chuckles against me, his eyes dancing with a promise.
“I’m far from done with you tonight, little witch. Rest while you can. I’ll have my cock back inside you soon.”
“Can’t wait,” I say. A yawn creeps up on me, and my eyes fall shut.
My future's so bright now. The darkness of my past is far from the love Bael and I share. There is no place for it between us. Only light and happiness. We both deserve it. My love potion didn’t break my heart at all. It brought me to my mate.
I really must be the most exceptional love witch in all the land.
EPILOGUE