Guardian of My Soul (5 page)

Pouring his entire soul into their joining, Kyle released
every doubt, question and demon that had plagued him throughout the years.
Ecstatic that he finally had his fantasy in the flesh beneath him, Kyle gave
every ounce of his love to the witch in his arms.

Sally gasped as Kyle’s powerful magic surged through her
whole body. The heated intensity of his kiss, the electric thrill of his touch
sent every nerve to dancing excitedly. A part of her could hardly believe they
had resisted this attraction between them for so long. His fingers on her clit
and the hand cupping her breast drove her wild with passion. As his thumb
stroked over and over her sensitive nub she could feel the hard knot of desire
growing within her belly and chest.

Pleasure, powerful and raw surged inside her, small sparks
of her magical energy zinging across her skin seeking release. The thick heat
of his shaft rested placidly against her inner thigh. More than anything Sally
craved finally feeling her partner and best friend deeply embedded inside her
pussy. She shifted her thighs again restlessly, craving his possession more
than any drug or dark magic.

“I’ve kept up with my suppression shots,” she panted as her
hips arched of their own volition.

As Guardians they were both contractually obliged to keep up
with the latest vaccines and immune-protection shots. With bi-yearly blood
tests for every disease known she had no doubt of either of their health. Since
she was forced to go through the rigor of health checks Sally always added the
extra injection of pregnancy suppression shots.

“Truly?” Kyle replied, a wicked light glinting in his dark
blue eyes. Sally felt herself immediately grinning in return. She nodded, her
fringe falling in her eyes. She jerked her head, not wanting to release her
hold on Kyle even for a moment to brush the hair from her face.

“I want to feel just you inside me,” she insisted
breathlessly. “No barriers, nothing at all to keep me from feeling every inch of
you. Please.”

Kyle groaned and lowered his head so their sweaty foreheads
pressed against each other. His breathing was ragged, his chest heaving as he
attempted to draw oxygen into his lungs. Sally wrapped her other leg around his
slender waist, her hands clutching at his shoulders to draw herself up as close
as possible into the furnacelike heat of his body. Her limbs trembled with a
mixture of excitement and unbearable arousal. Her pussy clenching with the need
to be filled and stretched by this magical wizard who had kept her sane and
moving forward despite everything that had occurred to her.

“Touch me,” Kyle pleaded with her as he aligned his hips
with hers. The bulbous tip of his erection brushed the opening of her pussy.
With short, sharp movements he rubbed his head around her entrance, simulating
a taunting preview of what was to come.

Sally lowered one of her hands between them, cupped his
balls in the palm of her hand. Tenderly she stroked her fingers over his
sensitive skin, stimulating his arousal further. Kyle groaned, the sound
seemingly torn from his soul. Once again he lowered his head and they kissed
fiercely. Sally raised her hand to thread her fingers through his short, spiky
hair.

Her other hand rose to circle the base of his shaft, her
fingers not able to fully close around his width. She helped angle his cock for
the deepest penetration possible and when his head lodged just within her
entrance he pressed his hips forward in a smooth, hard motion. Sally cried out
at his possession of her body. He swallowed the sound down, tasting her
mingling pain and strong desire.

It had been a long time, many years in fact, since she had
received anyone within her body. Tight and wet, his penetration of her pussy
was slickly received but he still stretched her full. She could feel the
instant rigidity of his muscles as Kyle froze in place. He pulled his head back
and they stared into each other’s eyes. Sally smiled, lifted the hand that had
circled his cock and raised it so she could tenderly brush the few spiky
lengths of hair from his eyes.

“I’m fine,” she whispered as she smiled.

“You’re so tight,” Kyle panted, small, fine lines around the
corner of his eyes showing the strain he exerted to hold himself back. “Even in
my dreams I hadn’t thought you’d be this wet, this firm around me.”

Sally canted her hips up, urging him more deeply inside her.
His shaft slid another few inches and they both groaned at this extra
sensation. Her hands moved once again to hold onto either side of his hips,
guiding him farther within her body.

“You feel fantastic,” she sighed, blissfully full. Her walls
clenched at Kyle’s cock, squeezing him tightly as she milked him for more. Gone
was the brief pain of his initial possession and only intoxicating pleasure
remained.

Kyle bent down and suckled her lower lip into his mouth. He
held her hips high with one hand so he could drive fully into her. He continued
to stroke and manipulate her clit with his other hand. Sally could feel her
body opening to him, taking all he had to give and returning it back to him.
Her fingers stroked down the lean length of his back, dancing over the strong
muscles. They were both sweating, his back slick under her fingers.

“Circe, you’re wonderful,” Kyle panted heavily against her
cheek as she repeated the caress. He pistoned inside her body, the motion jerky
this time as he shuddered beneath her hands. Realizing the line of his backbone
was particularly sensitive she grinned at the secret knowledge she had
discovered.

Sally squeezed her inner thighs, contracting her inner
muscles and nipping at the large head of his cock. Kyle groaned again, a deep
sound that resonated through his chest. This time he lightly pinched her clit
between his thumb and forefinger and the extra stimulation had her eyes fluttering
closed with ecstasy.

“Kyle,” she whimpered, coherent speech leaving her as she
drowned in the sensations of the moment. Sally could feel her power building
within her, indistinguishable from the growing arousal of her impending climax.

“Soon,” he promised her, unable to articulate anything
further. He began to pump harder within her. Sally’s back arched at the driving
pleasure, small starbursts shooting behind her closed lids. Her magic seemed to
blossom and grow within her, a sensation she had never felt unless she was
performing a casting.

Breathless, she struggled to retain control of herself.
Fearful of unleashing her magic unwittingly, Sally tried to hold back her
climax and the peak of her magic.

“Let it go, love,” Kyle urged her. Sally opened her eyes and
caught his gaze in hers. Worry tinged her pleasure as she feared hurting this
one wizard whom she loved above all others.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” she panted. Kyle smiled at her
then. He didn’t need to say a thing, his expression and the love shining in his
dark blue eyes more than enough to respond to her fear.

Sally lifted her hand to his cheek, cupping his jaw. She
rubbed her thumb out over the faint line of his stubble, enjoyed the scratchy
sensation that prickled over her skin. Once again he bent down over her, his
hips still thrusting rhythmically into her, his cock filling her to breathless
heights. Teasingly he brushed his lips lightly over her own, taunting her with
the soft sensation as he caressed her so intimately.

“I want to watch you peak,” he whispered seductively to her.
“I’ve seen this so many times in my dreams, my fantasies, I need to see it for
real this time.”

“I…” she began, unable to catch her breath enough to finish
her thought. Sally’s eyes remained wide open, as she also wished to watch Kyle
take his pleasure with her.

“Take it,” he whispered. “Take everything, love.”

“My magic,” she tried again, scared something deep within
her might harm the wizard.

In truth Sally had no real understanding whether her magic
might fly loose when she came. She could feel it like an electric ball of
energy inside her, sparkling and seeking release. Having delved so deeply into
the darker side, however, she greatly feared releasing something dangerous if
she let go of her control.

Kyle didn’t appear to share her concern. His eyes were
bright with lust, calm and controlled as ever. He had always been the only
solid thing she could rely on without question. He stroked his hand through her
damp hair, caressing her cheek with infinite tenderness.

“You won’t shock me, love,” he reassured her after a deep
breath. “You have nothing that can scare me, Sal. I swear.”

Still struggling, Sally would never know what she would have
done had the decision not been taken out of her hands. Kyle lowered his head
and gently bit into the hollow created between her shoulder and neck. The
erotic zone was filled with nerves and the pleasurable sting of Kyle’s teeth
pushed her thoroughly over the edge.

Her hips lifted high, the change in angle assisting Kyle’s
thrusting cock to graze over her G-spot. Every ounce of her control exploded in
that second. Sally’s head arched back as she screamed her pleasure. Magic
surged through her body and released out her fingertips in a startling display
of energy. Kyle grunted and lifted his head. He rose a hand to his lips as if
they were tingling from the crackling hum of her magic.

Sally’s gaze clashed with his and she contracted her inner
muscles, squeezing down once again around the head of his cock. Kyle’s eyes
widened and he thrust once more deeply within her, crying out loudly as his
cock twitched. He came in a hot gush of seed.

Magical power surged into her, fiercely masculine and darkly
potent. For the first time ever they shared their essence. Her magic mingled
with his and Sally could feel the faint darkness in her lover’s magical
signature.

Pumping into her, he rode through his climax as Sally rested
her hand on his hip and helped pull him as closely into her as they could fit.
Breathless, Sally couldn’t even begin to articulate words as they both slowly
came down from their high.

Energy tingled along the surface of her skin, the tips of
her fingers warm from the surge and release. She had no knowledge what Kyle had
felt when her power had raced through him, but she now knew beyond a doubt
that—as he had so often told her—something enticingly dangerous did indeed lurk
within him too.

She knew for a fact he had never dabbled with the dark
magic. As close as they had been since the Academy she would have known had he
done something like that. Yet his signature certainly held something curious
within it. Privately she didn’t care even if it had signaled Kyle had performed
forbidden magic. She certainly wasn’t one to cast stones or act pure.

It intrigued her though, this different side to her partner.

Kyle lowered himself beside her and Sally contently turned
so they faced each other on his mattress. They curled their bodies into each
other. She stroked her hand idly over his naked flesh, and soon felt him
caressing her ass in return. They were silent, not needing any words. Sally
enjoyed the tender moment, the tips of her fingers reliving and memorizing
every detail of their lovemaking.

Sally let her mind wander as she took in with wonder the
body of this wizard she knew so well. He winced as she traced the outline of a
few of his scars. This small but noticeable reaction halted her, concern
intruding into the beautiful moment.

“What is it?” she asked softly, her voice husky from her
screams.

“I know you’ve seen them,” he replied quietly. “But your
body is so perfect. I wish I could be as beautiful for you.”

Sally shook her head.

“You are beautiful to me,” she insisted firmly. “I know the
pain you have worn, protecting the innocent and fulfilling your duty. I love
everything about you, including these signs of honor Kyle. Any witch who could
look at these and not see the warrior you are, not know how you would throw
yourself headlong into danger to protect others is worse than a fool.”

Kyle wrapped his arms around her and the gesture was
everything she could have ever imagined. She felt secure, safe, grounded in a
way no other living person could possibly convey to her. She rested her head on
his shoulder, scooting down a few inches so she could hear the steady beat of
his heart.

A part of Sally wanted to discuss this new change for them,
talk about their exchange of power and the sharing of their essences. While not
unheard of it was an incredibly uncommon bond, linking two magical people and
often changing them, spoiling them for any other.

After having shared such intimacies, more shallow
relationships paled in comparison. Kyle’s body had softened, his breathing
slowed to its regular cadence.

Loath to ruin the moment, Sally decided they could both use
sleep far more than any post-coital discussion. As if he had read her mind,
Kyle reached down to pull the covers up over them.

“Is this enough warmth for you, or do you want me to get the
spare blankets?”

Sally smiled at his question, the innate gesture so typical
of his gentlemanly ways. She snuggled further into his embrace as they both
made themselves comfortable.

“I’m wonderful. Your body gives off more than enough heat
for me,” she assured him. Her eyes drooped as they settled together as if they
had been sharing a bed for decades. Despite the many thoughts in her mind, in
seconds she had fallen asleep.

* * * * *

Kyle struggled to hold onto his dream. Sally was in his
arms, a warm bundle of feminine sleek curves and a mop of silky, soft hair. It
was only as he realized his own breaths were coming in tandem with hers he
understood the dream was too realistic, the details too vivid. Slowly he
cracked open an eye as his fingers splayed over baby soft, smooth skin.

With a hastily indrawn breath the memories of the evening
before flooded back to him, startling in their clarity. He and Sally had shared
explosive sex. Mind-blowing in its intensity Kyle’s mouth dried as he recalled
their intimacy.

He’d heard locker room talk of sharing magic, an act not
many could boast truthfully of and one those who had experienced it kept
largely to themselves. Kyle had no real idea what Sally had gained from the
soul baring moment from him, he had received confirmation of his every thought
about the gorgeous witch. While yes, there was great darkness in her soul it
was solidly encompassed by a bright, shining light of good.