Page 84 of Hooked on a Witch
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“You don’t trust who you are. You keep yourself too much on lockdown. For me…” She intoned as if weaving a spell, “Let it go. You’ve got nothing to lose.”
Merck’s mouth slanted over hers with intense kisses. It was hunger, pure and unadulterated. Unchecked, it spilled out of him without finesse. The trembling clench of his fingers on her drowned her in the truth of how much he wanted her. Good Lord, she needed this man.
He trapped her arms above her head, caught one nipple in his mouth, and sucked hard, the edge of his teeth scraping her flesh. Everything about him surrounded her, overwhelmed her. When the world began to swim, he drew back. He said some compliment she barely heard. He released her hands. His fingers grazed through her sensitive folds, his fingers slicking back and forth in an intense rhythm until blood pounded in her ears. Her vision blurred.
“Merck.” She rasped his name as his rhythm quickened. She scratched her nails across his back with a shiver.
“Jason,” he corrected. “Out here. You and me. It’s Jason. Say it. Say it while you’re coming.”
“Ja—” Her body exploded.
“Shh,” he soothed, keeping her on edge with clever twists of his fingers. “My beautiful witch.”
He lifted his head, giving her the full impact of his blissed-out eyes. She skated her fingers around his rib cage and down to the bulge in his pants. With a gentle tug, the zipper of his fly opened. His body tensed beneath her touch when she freed him. He groaned.
No more teasing. With one hand holding her down and the other angling her hips upward, he pushed into her. He felt huge. Her head spun.
“Does it scare you to know you’re stuck with me for however long that may be?” He pushed a little deeper, a little harder.
“No.” Pleasure spiraled as she sought that edge again.
He angled her pelvis to hit all the right spots. “It should.” Every thrust got a little harder, a little rougher as if his self-control was fraying.
The sparkles in her sightline multiplied.
“Is this what you wanted?” he rasped out.
Yes.The word didn’t come, but she did. His entire body shook. Rumbling started in his chest, giving way to a string of words bitten off between fast jerks of his hips. His forehead dropped to rest on her chest as he panted.
She tried to soothe him, but her arms felt too heavy to move.
His lips brushed over her forehead before he rolled the two of them to the side. “You okay?”
“I can’t move.”
“Me neither,” he said, even though he did.
His hands were gentle as he eased her panties back into place and pulled her dress closed.
“You won’t die. You can’t,” she whispered.
“Too many reasons say I will.”
“None of this means anything if you’re not here.”
He cradled the back of her head. “I wish I could promise what you want to hear, but maybe all I can give you is me right now. If we’re destined, that means maybe I’m just supposed to give you whatever kid you need and that’s it.”
“That’s not what I want. I love you. I’ve always loved you.”
He shuddered where her hands touched him.
She said, “If you can’t be here, then neither can I. I need you.” She fanned his face with her hands and kissed him. “You’re not an evil person. The gods will see that.”
“You name a sin, any sin, darlin’, and I’ve done it. I’ve lied, stolen, and cheated. I’ve treated women and men like shit. I’ve killed so many I can’t even keep count anymore. With those deaths came collateral damage. I’ve caused too many to die, which was my fault especially in the beginning when I first became the Enforcer.”
“Are you trying to scare me away or convince yourself you deserve to die?”
