Bewitch Me - A Halloween Collection (14 page)

“I didn’t think you’d agree if I asked you to sleep with me.”

He was about to protest, but then realized she was right. He’d have been shocked out of his skin. Amazing how one night could change everything. She squirmed as far as her magical bonds would let her.

“You promised!”

Obediently, he gave her another fat inch, pulling back to fuck her with slow, shallow strokes, not enough to get them off, but enough to keep them on a slow simmer.

“You’re killing me here,” she panted.

“Save your strength, sweet pixie. We’ve got a long way to go.”

“Bastard.”

He grinned.

“So you wanted me to sleep with you. Just like that? It can’t be that simple.”

Lea shook her head, her gorgeous lips tightly shut.

“I can wait, baby.”

“I’ve been honest with you. Can you please just fuck me and get it over with!”

The phantom fingers smacked her pussy with a light little slap, and she nearly went off right there. He felt her straining for it, and her wailed protest as he pulled back, denying her the satisfaction of even a tiny orgasm, sent a shiver of sexual awareness through him.

“Maybe I’m asking the wrong questions,” he mused, gruff, “Let’s start with something simpler. Did you enjoy sucking me off?”

“Yes.”

“What about this? Do you like the way I stretch you?”

“God,
yes.
”

“You feel like tight hot silk around me.”

He gave her three more inches, his cock hard enough to pound nails, desperate for relief. Her sheath was hot and wet and rippling as she clenched around him. This was only going to last for so long, but Kirk couldn’t bring himself to ask the question he really wanted to know the answer to –
why him?
Out of all the men she knew, why did she want
him
to fill her up, to the point that she would transform herself, afraid that he wouldn’t go through with it if he knew it was her? She could have anyone, and apparently he was the only one stupid enough not to see what was hiding in plain sight. Even Hunt saw past the ordinary disguise she wore every day. The truth was, the question scared him. Somehow he knew that whatever the answer, his carefully guarded heart was going to pay the price one way or another. So he avoided it, and instead, rocked the last few inches into her, gritting his teeth. Buried to the hilt, he stared down at where they were joined.

“You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

Her eyes were luminous in the gloom, the gold of her hair spilling down over the edges of the desk in a silky cascade.

“Does this mean you’re finally going to fuck me properly?”

“I’m not done questioning you.”

She tensed under him, but he started moving. The questions could wait.

LEA CRIED OUT AS he finally,
finally
started fucking her, the exquisite friction taking her breath as she lifted her hips to meet his thrusts. His questions had left her feeling raw and exposed, and so close to admitting what she really felt for him, she’d felt a shockingly physical wave of relief when he let the matter drop and fed the last hard inches of his dick into her desperate pussy. He fucked her with smooth, deep strokes, the heat and hardness of his shaft pressing tight against the smooth walls of her sheath, filling her up with sensation that was indescribably good.

She was barely aware of the door opening, couldn’t make sense of it until –

“Hey man, a bunch of the Lycans are going to – ”

Lea saw Hunt’s handsome face in the doorway, his expression transforming from joviality to shock.

“– oh, shit, Lea. Sorry, I had no idea. Nice ass, by the way.”

“
Out!”
Kirk roared, never faltering as he powered into her, sweat glistening on his body, his abs rippling with the controlled movements of his hips.

“I’m going, I’m going. Have fun, you two.”

Lea caught a glimpse of him shaking his head in amused disbelief, muttering, “
Spectacular
tits.”

Kirk thrust harder, hands clenched on her inner thighs.

“You owe me for that,” he murmured.

“What? Why?”

“Maybe if you fuck me long enough, I’ll be charitable and forget the fact that he saw your bare nipples. Then I won’t have to kill him.”

Lea licked her lips, trying to maintain the thread of the conversation, which was difficult as heat coiled low in her abdomen.

“I thought you liked to…share.”

He snarled and the ghostly fingers on her clit milked her mercilessly, and then she was coming again as he fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her with every decadent thrust.

I THOUGHT YOU LIKED to share.

The words seared him from the inside out as he hung on, trying not to come while her spasming pussy milked his dick. Ordinarily, he enjoyed sharing a lover, and he and Hunt had pleasured women to exhausted satiation many a time. Now, the thought of anyone else laying their hands on Lea, seeing her come apart, was…odd…

MINE.
The word whispered through his brain, and he was surprised to find that it didn’t send him into a panic.

Harder, deeper, he picked up the pace, letting the tension and heat wash over him as she came one more time with a shriek and he followed her over, a corner of his brain thrilled that the standard-issue magical contraception ensured that he could come in her every hour on the hour, and she still wouldn’t conceive until they both wanted it. He was definitely not ready for
that.

“God, Lea – ” Her name ripped from his throat as he came in a flood, marking her as his own with the hot wash of his seed filling her up.

He collapsed over her, his damp chest crushing the sweet cushion of her breasts.

“You okay?” he murmured, licking the soft hollow of her throat.

“More than okay. You know, if you wanted to…share...it might be alright. As long as you’re there with me. Maybe.”

She nibbled shyly on his shoulder, and he was surprised when his tired dick twitched.

“We can discuss it, but I don’t need to.”

Unwilling to leave her just yet, he nudged his rapidly recovering cock deeper. Impulsively, he lowered his head to kiss her, but she turned away, leaving his mouth to brush the petal-soft skin of her jaw.

“You’ll take my dick to the tonsils but you won’t kiss me?”

Ouch.

Now he knew how it felt, why his lovers complained. He’d had her body, and his own still thrummed with satisfaction, but he wanted to get closer to her, craved the sweet intimacy of her mouth on his. The rejection hurt, and Kirk didn’t like the sensation one bit. For the first time in his adult life, it bothered him to be used like a sex toy. Churning inside, he was so out of sorts that he that he almost didn’t catch her soft response.

“It won’t mean anything to you…but it would mean something to me.”

And there was his why.
She didn’t just want him, she
cared
about him.

Kirk released the magic that held her and she groaned as her stiff legs lowered. She propped her feet on the edge of the desk, cradling his hips.

“Wrap yourself around me, Lea.”

She hesitated, and then her legs and arms came around him, holding him close, his cock still trapped in her liquid heat.
Bliss.

Gently but inexorably, he used two fingers to turn her chin to face him, and then lowered his head.

“It means something to me,” he murmured, his lips a breath away, and then his mouth came down on hers.

SWEET, HOT, DELICIOUS. LEA drank Kirk in like a woman dying of thirst, tangling her tongue with his, feeling her pulse race and the hard answering beat of his own against her breasts and where he was buried deep inside her pussy. She didn’t care that her feelings for him were on display, her heart laid bare for him. His mind was probably all fuzzy from spectacular, mind-blowing sex, or he wouldn’t be indulging her like this. She’d never seen him kiss anyone before.  She pushed the questions aside to enjoy the moment. Right now, all she wanted was to stay here, cradled in his arms forever.

Kirk finally pulled back to suck in some air.

“We probably need to talk,” he panted.

“Before you say anything, I should let you know that I’m going to quit. But maybe we can see each other once in a while…”

She’d shocked him. He pulled out, and her tired nerves tingled at the sweet friction. Lea sat up, wincing as new aches and bruises made themselves known.

Kirk paced, unconcerned by his nakedness, running a hand through his hair.

“Because of this?”

“Yes. No. Not really.”

“But you kissed me!”

She tried to shrug it off.

“I also sucked you dry and took your magical sexual torture like a champ.”

“I’m not going to just let you leave.”

Lea was starting to feel a little desperate. Kirk didn’t like not getting his way, and while he’d never force her, she was sure he’d also never understand why keeping her around to run his department and occasionally fuck on the side was a really rotten idea. Her heart would be in tatters in a matter of days. She could never be a succubus, feeding on meaningless sex, no matter how good it was.

Even if the man was really, really good with her wings.
Her greedy, slutty wings.
They had a mind of their own, and she shivered at the remembered pleasure of his tongue on her back.

No, she had to leave. And like her favorite flavors of ice cream, limit their interaction to once in a while. After this, there was no way she could give him up cold turkey, but she had to be smart about it.

“I can’t keep working for you, Kirk. Not after we’ve – ”

She waved her hand at the desk behind her, her wings fluttering anxiously.

“So it was okay to fuck me while you were a succubus, but if I fuck you as Lea, you have to quit? That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Oh no, I was going to quit no matter what.”

The frown on his face was thunderous, and magic sparked along the bookshelves.

“Kirk, please be reasonable,” she said, her voice low and soothing, “I can’t come into the office every day, watching you with other women, being available whenever you feel like a fun pixie fuck. And you say it meant something to you, but I can’t pretend that I don’t – ” She swallowed and soldiered on, “- that I don’t want more.”

She was horrified to feel tears welling up, and knew her heart was in her eyes. He was staring at her like she’d grown another head. One second they were staring at each other across the room, and the next he had swooped in, gathered her up, and had her on the couch cuddled in his lap.

“There won’t be any other women.”

He punctuated the statement with a slow stroke of his fingers between her wings. Her breath caught as sensation streaked down her spine.

“Unless, of course, you want to play. I really would love to watch Raven suck these lovely tits.”

She smacked his arm even as heat sparked, unexpected and sharp.
Hmmm, I’ll have to think about that. Later. Much later.

“You’re not going to believe me, Lea, but the only woman I want is you.”

“I don’t believe you,” Her heart gave a painful turn. Oh, how she wanted to. But he could hardly turn a lifetime of excess around in a single night, and she didn’t expect him to.

“Do you believe that I want you to be happy?”

He stroked her inner thigh. She focused on the question.

“Yes, of course.”

“Then I want you to try to believe – just
try
– that your happiness may mean more to me than my sexual escapades. Although, if you stay, it’s a win-win.”

“Kirk – ”

“You blew my mind tonight, and made me realize – things I didn’t know I wanted. But I do, Lea. I want you, any way I can get you.”

She shook her head. Of course it was good for her, she knew it would be. But a surge of pride filled her – it was good for him, too.

“I’ve slept with a lot of women, but I couldn’t care less if I saw them again later. Don’t give me that look, let me finish. The thought of fucking you silly, and then not seeing you again…it hurts. A lot.”

He pressed her hand against his chest and she felt a leap of hope at the look in his eyes, warm and anxious and sweet.

“Please stay.” He swallowed nervously. “Consider being something like my girlfriend.”

Lea knew her mouth dropped open, but she was shocked.

Could I?

She had visions of all the ways this could go horribly wrong, but Kirk was still talking.

“I’ll probably make a rotten boyfriend, but I’ll do my best, and you’ll just have to tell me when I’m acting like an ass. As long as you’re honest with me, I’ll make it work, I swear – ”

“Shhh…”

She pressed her lips against his to shut him up.