Page 75 of Magic and Medicine

‘Just like that… show me you miss me, Wolfie,’ I moaned, my back arching when he sucked on my clit, my hand trailing through his hair, silky strands tussled when I tightened my grip and pressed him to my body.

My eyes fluttered open when I felt Leszek pull back, the coarse hairs of his beard brushing over tender flesh. ‘You taste divine. I could feast on you the whole night.’ He muttered, devouring me, and far too quickly, every nerve in my body screamed for release. I pushed him away, and he stumbled, sitting on his heels, observing me as I backed away, shuddering and trying to control my limbs.

Looking down, I made the mistake of looking into Leszek’s eyes, his predatory gaze feasting on my body as I fell back, drawing a finger up between my folds in teasing invitation, moaning as his need drove my own.

‘All yours to take,’ I crooned, crooking my finger, inviting my beast to take his prize. I could barely think, gasping from pleasure, but his eyes held me enthralled. ‘Don’t make me beg, Wolfie. I need you. Please, do your worst.’

The ravenous hunger on his face made me almost regret my request. When he dived between my legs, tongue lapping between my folds, curling over my clit before sucking it. I cried out in pleasure, the sensation so great I tried to move away, but he held me tight.

‘Mine!’ he growled. Sharp nails scratched my thighs when I tried to close them. ‘You are mine, Sara.’ The wildness in his eyes demanded my response, even as my body bucked, seeking his tongue, and I nearly sobbed as I answered.

‘Yes, yours, only yours.’ I’d wanted to unleash the beast and got more than I bargained for, and it was driving me just as wild, but I didn’t want to climax, not yet. I wanted him to fill me before giving in to my bliss. I fought, attempting to push him away, but the more I resisted, the more feral he became.

‘I want you inside me,’ I panted, thrashing against his hold, but Leszek raised his head to capture my gaze, his eyes yellow and shining like lanterns in the dark room.

‘No, you will cum for me now,’ he growled. I had no choice. His tongue lashing inside me, drinking me down, was like a tether that didn’t allow me to break free; pleasure building at the back of my spine until, like a spring twisted too tight, it exploded, sending me into ecstasy.

My body was still shaking when he flipped me onto my stomach, plunging inside me with one brutal stroke, forcing a scream of pain and pleasure from my throat as Leszek withdrew and thrust again, grabbing my hips and controlling me completely. He moved hard and fast, taking me with unrestrained passion. I hadn’t recovered from the first climax when the second built inside me. This time, it felt more profound. I wasn’t fighting it this time; I wanted this more than anything in the world, giving myself entirely to my Forest Lord, letting his spirit surround me. His nails felt like claws on my skin as his driving hips rammed his cock inside me, up to the hilt, and I whimpered, letting him take my body as it pleased him.

‘You are mine. I cannot sleep, cannot eat, cannot exist without you.’ He growled into my ear with each powerful thrust, and I revelled in his ardent words, giving me precisely what I needed. The pressure built again, faster and harder, when he pistoned into me with feral snarls. I was balancing on the edge, bliss threatening to overwhelm my senses, when I heard his plea.

‘Sara!’

‘I love you.’ That was all I could say before I fell apart in a world-shattering climax. Leszek roared, his shaft pulsing, shooting his seed deep inside me, wave after wave, and all I could think of was how much I needed this. How deep I’d fallen for him. My mob boss, my protector, and my perfect gentleman, all contained in the beast I cherished. He was everything I needed. Tears filled my eyes when I realised how close I’d come to losing him. Before I knew it, I was sobbing in his arms, and he turned me gently to face him, kissing away my tears. Leszek was mercifully quiet, and I was grateful he didn’t ask why my heart chose this moment to shatter. I had no words to express my feelings; I finally felt whole, my painful past closing its doors, and I was ready to start anew with him by my side.

It didn’t take long to calm down, but he still held me tightly pressed to his chest, and when the last tear fell, he spoke, whispering in my ear.

‘I will court you properly tomorrow, my Firefly. Today… I missed you too much to wait.’ He said, his voice hoarse and emotional. He carefully withdrew before collapsing beside me with a heavy sigh.

The bed, made with a modern pine frame, was not used to such heavy pounding, and when my lover’s massive body dropped onto the mattress, it creaked, cracked, and fell apart, sending us crashing to the floor.

I yelped, and Leszek instinctively grabbed me, pulling me onto his body to lessen the impact. It took me a moment to realise what had happened before I laughed. Seeing Leszek’s expression of utter embarrassment was the perfect ending to the best sex ever. I didn’t care about the destruction or that I’d have to buy a new bed. The moment was perfect, and laughing next to him after this minor mishap felt like the most natural thing ever. He bit his lip, holding back his laughter before smiling back.

‘I will buy you a new one, or we can go shopping together, and you can choose whatever you want. As for tonight … maybe you could consider coming home. Your room is ready, and Michal would be delighted to cook for you again.’

‘Nah, you are not escaping the role of suitor, or maybe that’s why you broke my bed? I can sleep on the mattress, and we have pizza. Cold, but still good.’

‘Be careful, woman, doubt my honour, and I will court you so thoroughly you’ll beg to marry me,’ he stated, humour sparkling in his beautiful mossy green eyes.

‘Oh really? I am positive that would never happen,’ I said with a smirk, escaping the bed and swaying my hips as I walked to the kitchen to retrieve the cold pizza, shivering when I heard him growl.

‘Challenge accepted.’

Chapter thirty-six

(A year and four weeks later)

Snow blanketed the streets of Gdansk, and I enjoyed the chill air filling my lungs on the way out of the hospital. Leszek, as usual, was already there waiting at the entrance to my department. He hadn’t missed a single day picking me up from work, a steaming cup of caramel latte in his hand, and I rushed toward him, bouncing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

He was impossibly handsome. His dark auburn hair, sprinkled with snowflakes, sparkled in the weak sunlight, his green eyes shining brightly when he looked at me, immaculately dressed in a charcoal three-piece suit.

‘Hello beautiful, how was your day?’ he asked, handing me my coffee when I wrapped my arm around his forearm. I launched into a rant about the system, bureaucracy, and stupid people chopping off their fingers. It was all part of our new routine; he listened, and I felt lighter, the burden and stress of my day dissolving in his presence.

Leszek kissed my temple. ‘I have something to show you today.’ He said, and I moaned.

‘Can’t we go home? It was a tough day. You don’t need to date me today. All I want is a bath and to snuggle under a blanket.’

‘That sounds perfect, but I swear what I’m about to show you is worth a little detour. Once we’re done, I will run you a hot bath and massage your feet. We can even order pizza if you wish, although I would prefer to take you to a fancy restaurant.’

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