And catch her he did.

Cupping his big hand around the back of her neck, he pulled her in for a searing, lip-swelling kiss that had her head swirling with greedy arousal. She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer, letting her breasts slip along his torso. He growled as though the sensation was maddening.

She thrilled at the sound.

His free hand traveled down her side, below the surface, to grip her backside. He squeezed her flesh so hard she broke their kiss to let out a whimper. Ravenous, he took her lips again, his tongue sweeping against hers. She felt drugged by lust. It lit up every erogenous cell in her body. And she loved it!

Wrapping her hair in his fist, he pulled her head back so that her neck was exposed, letting his lips gently glide down the smooth column of her throat, breathing her in as he went. “You’re starting to smell like yourself again.”

Panting, she asked, “What did I smell like before?”

“Magic.” The word sounded sour on his tongue. Then he buried his nose in her collar and drew deep.

“And what do I smell like now?”

“Like I canna get enough.” She wanted to suggest that her magical scent might be a permanent part of her now, but then he placed a trail of kisses over her clavicle and down her chest, descending until he pulled one puckered nipple between his lips.

Her head fell back with a rapturous moan.

With another deep growl, he gave her a light nip. Her yelp evolved into something carnal.

“You drive me mad,” he admitted in a gravel-rough tone. “I canna control myself when I’m with you.” As if to emphasize the point, he gave her backside another hard squeeze.

She squirmed from the twinge of mixed pleasure and pain, her legs clamping around his waist. “I don’t want you to.”

Groaning, he pulled her closer and kissed her harder, almost too hard, but she loved every moment of his intense passion. Every delicious second of it. His ridged erection was trapped between them, and she felt it pulse against her belly. Suffusing heat spread through her core as they began to move, creating a delicious friction. Their wet bodies slipped against one another like great lapping tongues, her breasts sliding up and down his torso as their kiss turned fevered, urgent.

Yes. This was what she needed. This was what she craved. Connection. Passion. Love.

Her fingers raked along his scalp, gripping tufts of hair as if to lock him in place. His hips pumped, searching for her entrance, as his tongue delved beyond the barrier of her lips to tangle with hers.

He moved to pin her to the side of the pool. Gripping the fabric of her panties, he tore the flimsy material away, setting it adrift. With that feeble blockade out of the way, he probed her entrance, running his thick shaft along the line of her sensitive flesh. She shuddered at the exquisite sensation and grew impatient. But he didn’t enter her.

His lips at her ear, he murmured, “I’ll have you come for me before I take you. Ride me.”

Obediently and drunk with lust, she obeyed, rocking her hips, slipping and sliding along his engorged member, her hips seeking the perfect rhythm… “Unh.” Yes. There it is. Pleasure zinged through her. For a moment he only stared, totally enthralled by the way the water lapped at them as she moved, but his gaze was like the sweetest caress. Then his head dipped to twirl his tongue around one of her aching nipples.

That was all she needed. Her orgasm ripped through her. Throwing her head back, she screamed to the sky.

“That’s it, Jessa. Fuck, you’re so beautiful. So fucking…hot.” H shoved inside her, and a second orgasm nipped the heels of the first, thoroughbred ecstasy galloping through her bloodstream.

“Yes! Oh, God!Yes!”she cried out as he hissed guttural expletives though his teeth.

“Drive me…unh…mad, woman…” His muscles shook as he slammed into her, as though with each brutal thrust mini explosions erupted within him. “Feels so good.”

She wrapped her arms around him to bring them closer and then leaned in to suck on his pulse point.

“Ahh, dammit. Will no’ last.” His movements turned wild, frenzied, almost savage, and she could only hold on for the ride.

He cursed again. “Should have…unh…made this last. Too good. Going to…”

His cock grew impossibly stiff inside her, his turbulent momentum making her bounce. Her pleasure mounted once more, building…building…

A rapturous scream tore from her lungs as his hot seed burst forth. He pulled her close and bellowed into the hollow of her neck. This orgasm surmounted the previous two. On and on it went, raking her body with waves of heavenly bliss.

* * *

Once Jessie went limp in Orik’s arms, his still lust-addled mind berated him for taking her so callously, never mind that the wicked temptress had so easily seduced him. She’d only just awakened, was still recovering from the horror of that debilitating spell, and he’d given her little time to get her bearings.