Page 41 of Heartless Enemy

I had barely even unlocked the door before Levi yanked it open and all but threw me inside. Stumbling across the floor, I caught myself on a chair and then turned to glare at Levi. But my heart lurched in my throat at the way he was looking at me. I quickly used fire magic to light the oil lamp in the ceiling while Levi slammed the door shut behind him and locked it.

Then he prowled towards me, his eyes dark. “Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are when you threaten people?”

A wicked grin tugged at my lips as I raked my gaze up and down his body. “Well, you looked like you needed saving.”

“If I can see the glorious sight of you like that again, I’ll make sure to need saving every day.”

“That could be arranged.”

Levi shoved me up against the wall and then slid his hands into my hair and kissed me so desperately that I think my soul left my body for a moment.

Locking my hands around the back of his neck, I held him hard against me as I answered the kiss with the same furious passion. He moaned against my mouth.

While continuing to claim my lips, he drew his hands through my hair and down my back. Fire spread through my body where his hands touched me. He kept his mouth firmly on mine as he wrapped his arm around my ass and lifted me up.

A dull thud sounded as my back hit the wall again, but our stunned neighbors didn’t dare to complain.

My mind spun as Levi kissed me senseless while carrying me away from the wall and towards the desk. Shifting my weight to one arm, he used the other to swipe the pile of towels off the tabletop. They fluttered through the air and landed on the floor in a messy heap.

After setting me down on the edge of the table, Levi tore his lips from mine and then thrust his hips, sending me sliding more firmly onto the table. His chest heaved with pent-up need and he looked as out of breath as I felt.

For a few seconds, we just watched each other.

Then Levi’s hands shot out and he practically ripped open the fastenings on my pants. Planting his palm square against my chest, he shoved me down on my back and then curled his fingers over the top of both my pants and panties.

My heart slammed against my ribs. I lifted my hips right before Levi yanked my garments off.

A thrill raced down my spine, and my skin prickled at the exposure, as Levi placed his strong hands on my thighs and pushed my legs open wide. I stared up into the firelight that danced across the pale wooden ceiling while I sucked in shuddering breaths.

Levi drew his tongue along my pussy.

I gasped, arching up from the table.

His smug laugh caressed my sensitive skin as he continued up to my clit.

Sliding my fingers through his hair, I gripped the soft strands hard while he swirled his tongue around my clit. Lightning shot through my veins as he scraped his teeth over it before taking it into his mouth.

I fell back against the table, writhing on the smooth tabletop as Levi tortured my clit with expert strokes. Releasing his hair, I instead curled my fingers into fists while it felt as if my heart was going to break free from my chest,

“Levi,” I moaned as he worked his lips.

Tension thrummed inside me.

“Yes, spitfire?”

“Please,” I gasped, squirming against the cold wood as he scraped his teeth over my clit again.

Another dark chuckle escaped his lips, making his warm breath dance over my throbbing pussy.

Then he straightened.

Clothes rustled as he unbuttoned his own pants and freed his cock before leaning down over me. I drew in trembling breaths as he locked his hand around my throat and pulled me up from the table. A smirk shone on his face as he positioned his cock against my entrance. I wrapped my hands around his muscled forearm as he held me by the throat while dragging darkened eyes over my body.

“I do love it when you beg,” he mused.

“I—”

My words were cut off as Levi thrust his cock into me, and a moan spilled from my lips instead. Levi leaned forward and stole any remaining air from me with a dominant kiss.

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