Page 81 of Magic Hunted
His tongue dove into my mouth, licking along the line of my lips. He growled, low and deep, grinding his cock against my thigh. I let the vibration roll through me, letting them fill the places that had always been dark and cold with their light.
I’d fought them too long. For reasons that were no longer valid. I chose them. I chose this, seeing their bond as the gift from fate it was always intended to be.
I moaned into Ashir’s mouth while Dias’ lips worked my clit. Shocks of electricity shot through me when he sucked that little bundle into his mouth and slid a long finger into my ready core.
I pulled away from Ashir’s kiss, my abdomen contracting when I saw Dias’ dark head between my thighs, eyes clenched shut and bliss on his face.
“Need you, Dias,” I groaned.
His eyes snapped open, locking on mine, burning with the same need that fired his soul-light. He lifted his head, his lips slick and shining with my excitement. One of my hands gripped Ashir’s locs while the other speared Savvas’ curls as a wicked grin curved Dias lips. “And I need you, magic. Need you with every part of my body and soul.”
His soul-light pulsed with truth. My green thread wrapped around his, buffeting the barrier that kept us apart. It shook and faint cracks webbed from the fissure. The barrier didn’t stand a chance. It had no right being there anymore keeping us apart. It was no longer a safety net but an obstruction.
He crawled up my body and I glimpsed his cock bobbing against his tight abdomen. He noticed where my attention had wandered. He planted his knees on either side of my hips and knelt over my body. He clutched his cock, his fingers somehow wrapping around the girth. The mushroom head was red and angry, drops of fluid dripping from his slit. “See what you do to me, magic? See how much I want you?”
My fingers twitched with the need to touch him. I licked my lips, my mouth watering. “Can I…”
He groaned, his chest heaving as he dropped his grip. “Magic, you can touch me anywhere, anytime you want.”
I withdrew my hands from Ashir and Savvas, and circled Dias’ cock. He hissed, his head falling back. “Gods, magic. Your hand feels so good on me.”
I bit my lower lip, transfixed by his expression as I traced every ridge on his cock from the slit to the base. He looked like an angel, his face tense with euphoria. I was no stranger to cocks. Just because I was a virgin didn’t mean I was innocent, but this was the first time I’d wanted to touch a cock. This one belonged to my mate, which made it special.
“Do you like your mate’s cock? Does it feel good in your hand?” Ashir murmured, nuzzling my ear as though he had to be kissing me whichever way he could.
I licked my lips, reaching out with my other hand to cup Dias’ balls. I carefully rolled them in my hands, as I curled my fingers around his width and stroked him from base to tip. His stomach muscles twitched, jumping with every twist of my fingers. His head tilted down to look at me, his eyes burning with hunger.
“Take your time and touch me all you want, but I will not last with your hands on me making me feel like this. I want to make this good foryou,magic,” he said.
My core was so empty. Aching. I needed him to fill me. “I need you, Dias. Please make love to me.”
His eyes blazed with his panther. “Going to make you feel so good.”
I parted my thighs, making room for him, as he lowered his hips to mine. His cock slid through my folds, making sparks not borne from magic shoot through me. I held him tight between my thighs, pressing my legs against his hips.
“Are you ready for me, mate? Ready for me to make you mine?”
More than ready. I nodded, unable to speak. His face flared with whatever he saw in my expression before he bent to plunder my mouth with his. He notched his cock at my entrance. I was so slick he met no resistance as he slowly entered me.
I groaned as exquisite sensation lit me up from the inside. His soul-light flared, the color growing stronger as mine entwined around what it could touch of his. The tip of his cock met the thin membrane inside me and with a swift thrust, he broke through. The slight pain was fleeting as he continued to slide his length inside me, making us both groan.
His breath shuddered and he held his lips against mine. “Gods, you are divine.”
“She’s a gift. Our perfect gift,” Savvas said, his fingers stroking my arm.
“Make love to our mate, Dias,” Ashir said.
Dias wasted no time. He slid out of me so achingly slowly that every ridge of his cock stimulated every nerve inside me. He stopped just as his cock head breached my entrance before sliding back inside me where he belonged.
“Yes. So good, Dias,” I said. I lifted my hips, grinding my clit against him as his rigid cock thrust again. The friction teased me, taking me to new heights of arousal. My wetness coated his cock, making the glide smooth.
Dias was my mate. He was finally making love to me. Finally inside me. His hands skimmed my cheeks as he sank into me. My fingers tightened on both Savvas and Ashir as I rode Dias’ cock, my abdomen tightening as I looked into his face. He was glorious. Every lean, muscular line of him. My core clenched around him, giving way as he entered me and sucking him back in when he dragged himself out. I was empty without him inside me and a part of my feverish brain wondered if I’d always been empty. With them, I would never be empty again. They would fill me with everything I needed.
“Dias. Please.” Dias’ next thrust pushed me toward the precipice that was fast approaching.
Ashir reached between us, his hand skimming my belly to rub my pulsing clit. He gathered the moisture, bringing his fingers to his mouth. His eyes rolled back when he sucked his fingers dry before skimming them back down my stomach.
Dias rose on his elbows, changing the angle of his thrusts, giving Ashir better access to my clit. He circled it, making me writhe beneath his touch. He bent to ravage my mouth, letting me taste my flavor on his tongue and pressed hard on my clit.
