Shamelessly Spellbound (Spells That Bind Book 2) (23 page)

The talk with Ralph and Demetrius hadn’t gone nearly as bad
as I’d expected. There had been a few threats thrown around, but as soon as
they’d realized how much Melina meant to me, they’d both suggested I convince
her to marry me soon. Demetrius had even offered to demand an immediate union,
which apparently he had the authority to do since Ralph couldn’t attend
meetings. The most bizarre part of the talk had been when Ralph had taken out
some pastries to have a sex talk with me. I’d been too shocked by the whole
conversation to point out that I already knew where babies came from. Now, I might
never be able to eat an éclair again.

I was finally seated near the front of the room with Melina
beside me. Her fingers were digging into my thigh as the meeting started. Even
though we were first on the agenda, it still took over twenty minutes to get
everyone settled and quieted down. Then the council had to go through their
ridiculous opening crap, which included reading the agenda and asking if anyone
wanted to add last minute items. Several witches had jumped in, and the council
had taken their information before informing them that the schedule was full,
but that they could be added to the next meeting. Why they couldn’t have told
people that up front and taken their information to add to the next meeting
later, I had no clue.

While we waited, I thought about how appropriate our robe
colors were. My robe was red, while Melina’s was black, each matching our magic
perfectly. That wasn’t how robe colors were assigned. The colors were assigned
by the station of one’s family. Melina’s family ranked higher than mine, but
not by much.

“Trevor Dupree and Melina Blackwood,” my father called out
from the front of the room. “Please step forward and remove any spelled items.”

Melina took a deep breath before standing and walking to the
front of the room where we both removed our spelled items. Melina only had a
small charm bracelet and a ring. I had my keys, wallet, and cell phone.

I noticed that Melina’s face was flushed, and I understood
how she felt. It was hot as hell in the room with all these people piled in
here. “Why don’t you take your robe off, honey,” I suggested.

“The robes must stay on,” insisted a nasally warlock on the
council who’d obviously heard me.

“As I recall, I’m the one performing the test,” my father
snapped at the warlock. “They could take the test naked, and the results would
still be the same.” My father’s face softened when he addressed Melina. “Go
ahead and take your robe off, dear. You both look terribly hot. There’s no
reason to make this unnecessarily uncomfortable for you.”

We slipped out of our robes and set them on the table with
our other items before making our way to the center of the room to wait for my
father’s instructions. Each affinity test was different, and I knew my father
was testing our magic to see how to proceed. I could feel his power sliding
along mine before moving on to Melina. When her demon magic flared, I forgot
all about waiting for instructions. Her magic wasn’t reacting well to the
probing, and it was my goal to subdue it before it lashed out at my father, something
Melina would never forgive herself for.

I sent my magic out, and the strands of red silk slid along
the black haze of Melina’s magic. That’s when the heads of the serpents formed
in her magical strands and they coiled around mine, writhing against it. I let
out a hiss as pleasure and pain shot through my body. Her magic slid along my
skin, and I saw mine doing the same to her. Melina moaned and swayed toward me.

Without hesitation, I caught Mel and slammed my mouth down
onto hers, claiming her mouth as our magic continued to twist around us. Her
snakelike magic made a moaning sound that echoed through my body. As for my
magic, the hot strands of silk caressed the snakes, while sliding along
Melina’s body, slipping between her legs. Her head dropped back as the magic
stroked her, bringing her even closer to orgasm.

I hesitated for mere seconds before swirling my magic
through hers in an intricate knot that I instinctually knew how to make. I
bound her magic to mine. Crimson threads of my power curled around Melina
before fading into her body, becoming a part of her. Melina screamed with her
orgasm, and I was fighting my own release.

The cool air flowed through the room, hitting my
sweat-dampened skin and making me shiver as I gathered Melina into my arms. I
felt my magic being forced back into my body. I also felt my magic in her body
as it remained tied to hers. My breathing labored, I stared down at my witch.
It took some time for my mind to return to the present and remember we were not
alone. We were standing in a room full of witches and warlocks who were
watching us silently.

Melina blinked twice. She didn’t pull away; instead, she
gave me a shy smile and allowed me to tuck her protectively under my arm as we
faced my father.

“I take it we passed,” I stated, my voice thick with
arousal.

“As you already knew you would,” my father said. “The Dupree
family is not insisting on an immediate bonding of magic,” he added. His eyes
landed on me, and I was certain he already knew what I’d done. “Is anyone else
asking that a bonding ceremony be performed immediately?”

Demetrius looked like he was going to speak until Viviana
Blackwood’s hand made contact with the back of his head. He glared at Viviana
over his shoulder, but remained silent.

“Are we done?” Melina asked.

“Yes,” my father replied with a warm smile. “You’ve passed,
and you’re free to go.”

“Get your stuff. We’re leaving,” Melina insisted, hurrying
toward the table.

While I grabbed my stuff from the table, I leaned in close
to her. “Was there some reason we need to leave in such a hurry?” I asked,
because I wanted to hear the words from her mouth.

“I’d rather not have you fuck me in front of all these
people. Is that reason good enough?” she asked.

“Let’s go,” I told her, rushing her past the shocked crowd
and out of the room.

I’d never been this horny, which said a lot since Trevor had
a tendency to drive me insane with lust on a regular basis. Before Trevor, I
hadn’t understood the concept of complimentary magic. It was hard to believe
I’d climaxed with no physical contact and no sexual spells. Trevor’s power
sliding along my body had made me desperate to have him inside of me, and I was
cursing the fact that his house was nearly twenty minutes away. If there was
any traffic, I might have to kill someone.

It’s not that I was completely shocked by what had happened.
Having witnessed a few affinity tests, I knew the process could be very
arousing for the couple. One of them had been so hot, I’d thought for sure the
couple had passed. I’d been surprised to discover they’d only passed certain
elements, and a match was not recommended. I’d also witnessed an affinity test
that was so boring, I’d fallen asleep, only to be rudely awoken by a jab from
one of my sisters. That couple had passed with flying colors, and I shuddered
to think what their sex life was like. I was sure they only did it missionary
style with the lights off on Saturday nights.

“I should have gotten a room at one of the local hotels,”
Trevor muttered, and I was glad he was having the same issues I was.

“I’m so horny, I’m tempted to suggest you fuck me in the
bathroom,” I admitted.

Trevor chuckled, but it sounded strained. “Say the word and
I’ll have you pressed against the wall with my cock thrusting in you before you
can say
fuck me now, Trevor
.”

My hesitation made him groan.

“Seriously, Melina, don’t tempt me. I need in you so much,
I’m having trouble walking. Why the fuck don’t they have rooms here?” he
groused.

“They do,” I told him. “The higher ranking council members
have sleeping quarters close to their offices. I’ll bet your parents have a
room. I know Demetrius does.”

A thoughtful look came over Trevor’s face, and I could tell
he was thinking about asking to use one of those rooms.

“No!” I told him. “We are not going to ask to use your
parents’ room, and don’t even think about asking Demetrius.”

“Then we’d better hurry back to the car,” he insisted.
“There’s a Marriott down the street. I’ll get a room.”

Trevor was on his phone arranging for a room when we reached
his car. He booked a room before calling Julia to see if she could stay the
night with Mr. Whiskers.

When I reached for the handle of the car door, Trevor spun
me around and crushed my mouth with his. Our tongues met in a frenzied kiss
that had me panting and lifting up on tiptoes to get closer to his erection,
heedless of any audience we might have in the parking lot.

Trevor’s hands gripped my ass, lifting me from the ground as
I wrapped my legs around his hips. I felt my backside make contact with the
hood of the car while Trevor continued to devour my mouth. With his body
settled between my legs, he rolled his hips against my hot core, while I
whimpered into his mouth.

When Trevor released my mouth to trail kisses along my jaw,
I thought I was going to lose my mind. “Are you trying to make me too crazy
with lust to remember I’m not interested in public sex?”

Trevor chuckled. “Sorry, honey, but I couldn’t wait any
longer to touch you. I want to make you come right here, where anyone can see.
I want to slide my hand between your legs and stroke your hot pussy until you
scream.”

I groaned, and my hips rocked against Trevor. Public sex was
not my thing. Still, what Trevor was suggesting made me hot and achy. The sun
had already set, and in the darkened parking lot, it seemed we were alone.
Those in the meeting couldn’t simply leave, but there were probably witches in
other parts of the building who could walk out and see us.

“Let me make you come, honey,” he pleaded, and I was shocked
to realize how much he wanted this. It wasn’t just about my pleasure; Trevor
was getting off on the fantasy, and I wanted to give him this.

Licking my lips, I nodded, and Trevor moaned before leaning
in for a toe-curling kiss. His hand slid up between my legs. When his fingers touched
me over my panties, I writhed against him, trying to bring his fingers closer
to my aching flesh. The barrier of my panties was too much. I needed his
fingers on me. Trevor didn’t tease me long; his tongue thrust into my mouth,
and his fingers slipped into my panties, stroking my aching clit and making me
whimper and rock against his hand. As his fingers expertly strummed my clit,
Trevor’s tongue boldly explored my mouth. I felt completely at his mercy, so
caught up in the moment, I’d likely have agreed to anything to make the
pleasure continue.

Trevor released my mouth, and his eyes locked with mine as
he continued to work my clit, bringing me to the edge. “That’s right, honey,”
he praised. “You’re so fucking sexy when you let go like this. You’re going to
come hard for me, aren’t you?” When I didn’t answer, his fingers pinched my
clit lightly, making me moan. “Aren’t you?”

“Yes, I’m going to come hard.” The words sounded strained,
and it was difficult to get them past my lips.

“After you come hard for me, I’m going to drive you to that
hotel, and then I’m going to fuck you against the door of the room.”

“Oh, Goddess,” I moaned.

“When I do that, you’re going to scream my name,” he rasped
out. “You’re going to scream so loud, everyone in the hall will know I’m
fucking you. Everyone will know I’m making that pussy of yours mine.”

I was so turned on, all I could manage was a low keening
noise.

Trevor leaned in close to my ear, speaking quietly. “After
that, I’m going to take you across my lap and spank your sexy ass because I
want that ass red and stinging when I fuck you from behind.”

That was all it took to send me over the edge. I leaned into
Trevor’s shirt to muffle my screams as my orgasm rocked my body. When the
spasms finally eased, I looked up to find Trevor’s intense gaze locked with
mine.

“Fuck me, you’re perfect,” he said before helping me off the
hood of the car. “I can’t wait to get inside of you.”

The five minute drive to the hotel seemed to take hours.
What I’d done to Melina in the parking lot had made things a thousand times
worse, but I’d been unable to resist the temptation to make her come. There was
something incredibly sexy about getting Melina to let go of her inhibitions. It
triggered some primal part of me that wanted to know Melina would give all of
herself to me. I’d always liked being more dominant in bed, so one could argue
this was an extension of that kink, but that wasn’t all of it. I was helpless
to resist my witch. I wanted her constantly, and I would do anything to make
her happy. I was hers. She quite literally owned me.

I rushed Melina up to our room and slammed the door shut.

“Take your panties off,” I commanded, and I almost laughed
at her raised eyebrow. Yeah, she’d play games with me, but Melina would never
truly submit. That happened to be one of her best qualities, so I wasn’t about
to complain. “Please, take your panties off so I can fuck you against the door
like I promised.” My tone sounded more commanding than cajoling, but based on
her moan, she didn’t mind.

She kicked out of her shoes, and reached down to slide off
her panties, leaving her in only the thin sundress. Her eyes remained locked on
my fingers as I began to slowly unbutton my shirt, drawing out the
anticipation, knowing I was torturing myself more than her. After tossing my
shirt to the side, I reached for my belt, undoing it, while keeping my eyes
locked on Melina, reading her reaction. Her breathing was labored, and I didn’t
miss the way she toyed with the hem of her dress, possibly imagining me shoving
that dress up to fuck her. Rather than freeing my throbbing dick, I grabbed
Melina and moved her so I could press her back against the door. Dropping to my
knees, I bunched up her dress and leaned my face closer, inhaling her scent.
This hadn’t been part of my plan, but I was suddenly desperate to taste her and
to draw out the exquisite torture.

“Turn around and put your hands on the door,” I ordered, and
when she obeyed without questioning me, I lifted her skirt and spread her legs
slightly apart so I could slide my tongue inside of her. Melina pressed back
against my face with a moan.

My dick was begging to be inside of her, but my need to
drink in my witch’s orgasm, to taste her pleasure, kept me going, driving her
toward yet another climax. I fucked her relentlessly with my tongue. One hand
moved forward so I could strum her clit, and her movements against my face
became even more frenzied. Her hips rolled and thrust back. My own moans of
pleasure vibrated against her hot core as her body tightened around my tongue.
I knew she was close, and I was dying to make her come again. My finger on her
clit made a circular motion as my tongue thrust in and out of her.

It wasn’t long until she screamed, convulsing around my
tongue.