Page 55 of A Touch Enchanted

“I want you to spank my ass,” I bit out.

“Since you asked so nicely.”

He raised his palm and brought it down hard. The jolt of pain mixed with a zap of pleasure had me rubbing my thighs together wanting more. He smacked me two more times in quick succession and it was almost enough to make me come on the spot. On the third smack, I cried out, so impossibly turned on that my entire body was shaking.

“Please.” I leaned on my elbows with my ass in the air. “I need you inside me.”

He adjusted our bodies and got on his knees behind me. Grasping my hips, he slid into me with one quick thrust. I let out a moan loud enough to rattle my open window. His balls slapped against me as he fucked me hard and fast. I didn’t care if everyone on Stardust Parkway heard. I got off on everyone knowing how good Donovan gave it to me.

He wrapped my hair around his hand and tugged me upward. “Give me your mouth.”

I had my back flush with his chest as he continued to slam into me. Turning my head, I kissed him deeply while he held me tight against him. His deep groan rumbled through his chest and vibrated against me. I was so close.

“Touch yourself,” he rasped in my ear. “Rub your clit while I fuck this pussy. I want to feel your fingers when you’re coming all over my hard cock.”

I did as he commanded, his dominance only adding to my arousal. The tips of my fingers brushed against his cock as it slid in and out of me while I rubbed myself. The combination was intoxicating and within seconds, I was flying over the edge, coming so hard I went limp and boneless against him.

“We’re not done yet. I know you have another.” He flipped me over and positioned himself between my legs slowing the pace to build me up again. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I love you so much.”

“I love you.” I gasped, and he swallowed the sound, sucking my tongue into his mouth and stroking it with his own. “I’m right there.”

He increased the pace, gripping my hip and tilting me to slide in deeper. Once he hit that spot inside me, I lost all ability to form words. I just let loose an unintelligible series of moans and possibly a few new swear words. It was so good. It was always so good with him.

My release came hard and quick, and when my inner walls squeezed against him, he followed me down. His hips gave a final jerk and he collapsed on top of me. The weight of him pressing me into the mattress, the feel of him still inside me, sent a long liquid pull through my body. This was what it felt like to be content.

He leaned up on his elbows and brushed my cheeks with his thumbs. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Fish Boy.”

He groaned and buried his face in my neck, then he stood and lifted me up, flinging me over his shoulder. “I was going to be nice and let you shower alone, but it looks like you’re not done being punished yet.”

I squealed as he gave me a light smack on the ass and carried me to the bathroom.

After another session in the shower, we got dressed and headed down to the beach. Wes and Audrey wanted to get a look at the gates, and Finn and Thora were going to come along in case any of us got into trouble. But first we had to go down to the water and act like we were actually going to do something about the eels.

Wes stood in front of the water with his arms crossed over his chest. “This is stupid. If we freeze them again, they’re just going to come back.”

“Give it a try anyway,” Finn said. “It can’t hurt.”

Wes let out a long-suffering sigh. He raised his palm and froze the water, then Audrey hit it with lightning, breaking the ice into blocks that smashed together on the waves. The eels disappeared in wisps of smoke that formed a wind funnel above the water that spat out more eels, and a few crocodiles, which lumbered close to shore and snapped their jaws at us.

“Give it a try, he said.” Wes gave Finn a withering stare. “It can’t hurt, he said.”

Finn held his hands out. “How the fuck was I supposed to know that would happen?”

The crocodiles stared at us with beady, dead eyes, but kept their scaly black bodies half in the water. It looked like Galen had been right about them not being able to go on land. There must’ve been something in the water that powered them. Probably whatever the curse was guarding by the cliffs. But if we tried to go in now, I wouldn’t be surprised if it sent a shark after us.

“At least we can say we made an effort.” Donovan pointed to the rock wall, where a small crowd had gathered to watch us work. Or check up on us, depending on whose side they were on. “We’ve got witnesses.”

“Great. Let’s get off this beach then.” A crocodile lunged forward, leaving just its tail in the water, and snapped at Wes. He jumped back. “I hate those fucking things.”

Unable to do anything else about the mess on the beach, we went back to Donovan’s house to load up on supplies before heading into the forest.

It was a perfect summer day for a hike. The peacefulness of the woods made it easy to feel like there weren’t invasive predators ruining our beach, or mind-altering smoke pouring over the sidewalks in town, or a ferry full of tourists waiting to tell all their friends and family about the worst vacation ever on Nightmare Island. Out here, we could just be.

I took Donovan’s hand and the entire forest opened up for me. Animals were way more chatty than I realized, and Donovan had been right about them not speaking in metaphors. They just didn’t have the same words as us, so I had to translate in my mind what they were actually saying. The first half-mile in, the talk remained on food and sex, but as we got deeper into the forest, the warnings started. It took a moment to understand that “tree-sized monster with no legs” meant a giant snake was headed our way.

Seemed the curse didn’t want us going back to the gates.

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