Page 9 of Spellbound and Gagged

His hands roamed over her body. He slipped his fingers between her folds to rub against her swollen bud. Juno arched her back, a guttural sound escaping her throat as he applied just the right amount of pressure.

"Thaddeus, I can't take much more."

Her words seemed to spur him on, and he increased his pace, his tongue flicking against her in a way that was both delicate and demanding.

She cried out as her orgasm built, a wave of pure pleasure washing over her. Thaddeus's name spilled from her lips as she reached her peak, her body wracked with shuddering tremors.

As Juno's climax subsided, Thaddeus moved up her body, kissing as he went. He cupped her breasts. She moaned as his rough palms brushed against her sensitive nipples. His cock teased the apex of her thighs, and he sucked on one nipple untilshe cried out his again. He rolled the other one between his thumb and forefinger.

"You are so damned sexy, and I want you so much," he said, licking a circle around her nipple.

She saw stars, and her pussy pulsed with need.

When he went back to sucking on her breasts, she clamped her legs around his waist. She could just feel the tip of him tickling through her wet folds.

"Fuck me," she moaned, writhing to get him to slip inside her.

"Say it again," he said, moving just enough so the tip of his cock got wet. It was not nearly enough. His kissed up to her neck, sucking gently while he still caressed her breasts.

"Fuck me," she demanded, raising her hips to his.

Thaddeus slid into her with one smooth motion, filling her completely. She cried out again, a guttural sound of pure pleasure and need. She pulled his hair, demanding his kiss. Their skin slapped together wetly with every thrust as they devoured each other's mouths. She loved the pounding drive of his cock in her pussy, and she clenched around him with each thrust.

Why, oh, why had they let a stupid argument take this perfection from them? When he had come back to the academy, she should have jumped his bones then and there. She had missed out on his epic lovemaking for years.

"Yes!" she screamed, and clamped down around him as she fell apart.

He chuckled darkly and continued to drive into her. Their hips slapped together, his tongue tracing circles around her earlobe while he growled low in his chest. The scent of sweat and magic filled the air of their secret hideaway. His teeth grazed her earlobe, and a sharp intake of breath left her mouth. He groaned into her neck. Their breaths mingled in the still air as they foundtheir rhythm together, forcing one another deeper over the edge into ecstasy.

His lips moved to her jaw, nibbling and sucking gently, leaving behind a trail of kisses as he pumped into her. She could feel him getting closer, readying for release from the way he thrust harder and deeper into her with each push.

Juno cried out his name, begging for more as he slid in and out of her tight core. His groans of pleasure filled the air as he shuddered inside her, his body tense with the force of his release. Juno gasped, clinging to Thaddeus as she came again. The waves of pleasure crashed over her, drowning her in ecstasy. She screamed his name, her body convulsing against him as every ounce of tension left her. He collapsed onto her, their tangled limbs forming an intimate knot.

They lay there, panting heavily, hearts racing in tandem. The afterglow washed over her, and for a moment, she simply basked in it. As the intensity faded away, they rested in each other's arms, panting heavily and trying to regain their breath. Juno's mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions.

This would change everything.

Juno traced lazy patterns on Thaddeus's chest, a sobering thought passing through her mind. Maybe she had been too hasty in her judgment five years ago. Maybe she could have gone with him and still built her career. The International Botanical Guild had chapters all over the world. She could have worked in South America for a few years, then returned to Grimm Mawr with him.

But it wasn't just about her career, was it? It was about her home, her roots, her sense of belonging. She had been afraid—afraid of change, afraid of the unknown, afraid of losing herself in his shadow.

The competing scents of jasmine, sage, and Thaddeus's cologne created a heady mixture that made her feel slightly drunk.

"We should probably head back," Thaddeus said, though he made no move to get up. "The school will be locked up soon."

Juno propped herself up on an elbow, looking down at him. In the luminescent glow of the moonlight filtering through the stained glass, he looked younger, more relaxed than she'd seen him in years. "Probably," she agreed. "But I'm rather comfortable right here."

Thaddeus smiled, reaching up to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. "As am I. But I'd rather not explain to Principal Malachai why we're sleeping in the greenhouse."

The thought of Malachai's knowing smirk was enough to motivate Juno into action. She sat up, stretching languidly. "I suppose you're right. Though I have to say, this wasn't quite how I expected our greenhouse reorganization to go."

Thaddeus chuckled, the sound sending a pleasant heat through Juno's chest. "No? And here I thought this was your plan all along. Lure me into a secluded alcove, seduce me with your embracing ivy..."

Juno swatted his arm playfully. "Oh yes, because I'm known for my powers of seduction. The siren of the greenhouse, that's me."

"You underestimate yourself," Thaddeus said. After they got dressed and emerged from their hidden alcove, a sudden commotion from the main greenhouse area broke through their bubble of intimacy. Voices echoed, growing louder as they approached.

"Quick," Thaddeus whispered, pulling Juno behind a large shielding shrub.

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