Page 67 of The Warlock's Kiss

Danny released a dramatic sigh and moved ahead of Adalynn, walking past Merrick and into the house.

“We?” Adalynn stopped just inside the kitchen, glancing at Danny as he turned into the hallway.

Merrick stepped through the doorway and tugged the door closed behind him, pausing directly in front of her, leaving barely a few inches of space between them. “I would prefer to have you back in my bed, but I fear there’d be something of a draft in there tonight.”

Adalynn lifted her hand and lightly ran her fingertips over the new scars on his chest. “So, you want me to sleep with you?”

She wanted to be back in his arms, lying next to him, feeling his hands and lips on her skin; she wanted more than anything for him to erase the memory of the werewolf’s touch with his own.

He leaned slightly closer. Even though magic no longer pulsed along his skin, he still radiated that thrilling power. “Is that not what we were doing before this interruption?”

“I just…didn’t know, now that we’re awake, and we’re not…you know?” The heat in her cheeks intensified.

“You think I would use you for pleasure and set you aside?” He took hold of her wrist and guided it to his chest, flattening her palm over his heart. “What we’ve shared runsmuchdeeper than that, Adalynn.”

I know.

She wanted to say those words aloud but couldn’t; her throat constricted around them. Instead, she slid her free hand up into his hair and pulled him toward her while rising on her toes to kiss him. She let her lips convey what she felt as they caressed and nipped his, and, when he opened his mouth to return the kiss fully, fervently, she used her tongue.

His mouth covered hers hungrily. He set the shotgun on the counter behind Adalynn and slid his arms around her, seizing control of the kiss. He kissed her with a soul-searing desperation that left her breathless and needy. His hands roamed over her, sliding down to her ass. He cupped her backside, pulling her against him, against the hardness of his erection; she was separated from it only by his pants. Desire burned in her core and flooded her veins, and her inner thighs slickened with arousal.

Merrick groaned appreciatively. He broke the kiss and rasped, “Guess we’re not going to your bedroom.”

Adalynn opened her eyes and met his glowing gaze. “No. Here. Now. I need you now.”

He grinned and tightened his grip on her ass, lifting her and sitting her on the edge of the counter. Moving quickly, he reached between them, released his cock from the confines of his pants, shoved her legs apart, and thrust inside her.

Adalynn gasped, her eyelids fluttering but not closing, as Merrick’s power—that song from his soul—arced into her. She slid her arms around him, clutching at his back as he pushed deeper into her, stretching her. His way was made easier by her wetness, her arousal. Clasping her hips, he pulled back and thrust into her again, burying himself completely inside her.

Perfect. This is perfect.

She raised her knees and wrapped her legs around him, wanting to hold him inside her forever. She longed to be in this moment forever, hearing their songs intertwine, feelinghimthrough this magical connection they shared.

Merrick tilted his head back as he bared his teeth and growled. His features were contorted with agony—the agony of longing, of yet-unfulfilled desire, of pleasure already building beyond what one person could bear. Blue trails of energy blazed along his arms and flared in his eyes, and the air behind him darkened as his supernatural shadows coalesced.

The shadowy tentacles swept forward and brushed over Adalynn’s skin, their touch at once cool and electric, soothing and thrilling. When one of them slipped between her legs to stroke her clit, pleasure shot straight through Adalynn. She cried out and undulated her pelvis against Merrick.

He groaned deep in his throat and moved his hips, pulling back and pushing forward repeatedly in a quickening rhythm. The slide of his hard cock sent waves of bliss through her that only built in intensity with his momentum. He kept one hand on her backside, holding her exactly where he wanted her as he pounded into her. He tore open her robe with his other hand.

Leaning his face forward, he cupped her breast in his palm and squeezed it, kneaded it, and pinched her nipple to send sharp jolts of pleasure-pain right to her core.

“Ah, Adalynn,” Merrick rasped. His lips roamed over her chin, her jaw, and her throat before moving to her mouth. “You aremine, and I will keep you no matter what we face. I willneverlet you go.”

Then his mouth claimed hers as punishingly as he’d claimed her body. He devoured Adalynn, consumed her, and she was enveloped by his magic as spirals of ecstasy rushed through her. She succumbed to it, tohim, and she soared higher and higher, her cries muffled by his kiss. Her nails bit into his back as she tried to draw him closer. She couldn’t get enough; she neededmore.

His dark tentacles caressed her, leaving no place untouched as Merrick surged in and out of her, pounding harder and harder, deeper and deeper, each thrust producing a burst of pleasure that created a maelstrom of sensation deep inside her, coiling tight around her center.

Suddenly, that intense pleasure unfolded within her, and she reached her peak. Her body shuddered, locking tight, as she was racked by powerful spasms. Every muscle quivered, and her sex clamped around his cock.

Merrick’s climax came on the heels of hers. He arched his back as he tensed, and with a final thrust, buried himself deep inside her. His magic surged in time with the eruption of hot seed within her, its intensified thrum engulfing her from head to toe and rocketing her to another orgasm. Merrick growled out his pleasure and shifted his hips in erratic motions, pushing the two of them just a little further.

As the urgency of their lovemaking faded, Adalynn sagged in his arms, pressing her face against his neck. She panted softly, breathing in his scent—leather and cedar. Sweat slickened their skin, and she could feel both his seed and her wetness seeping out of her. She and Merrick were completely exposed in the middle of the kitchen, but Adalynn didn’t care.

She was exactly where she wanted to be.

She kissed his neck.

Merrick lifted his hand from her breast and moved it up to delve his fingers into her hair. His other arm wrapped around her, drawing her tighter against him.

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