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Druid Dreams (The Chronicles of Sloane King #1)(39)
Author: M.F. Adele

I drew a small circle with my left index finger and traced straight down, using my magic to open the button and zipper of his pants. He dragged me closer to the edge of the desk before sinking two fingers into my dripping core and rubbing his thumb across my clit. I moaned at the contact, and he muffled my sounds with a frenzied kiss as his fingers curled and sped up. I wasn’t the least bit embarrassed by how fast I came. His fingers moved as fast as a vibrator but felt a hundred times better. I rode his hand through my orgasm. Every flick of his thumb felt like it dragged another shudder from my body.

When he was satisfied with what he’d done, he lifted me off the desk. I wound my legs around his hips as he shoved my back against the wall behind my desk. He held me up with one hand while he jerked his jeans down with the other. I mentally whispered a birth control spell. I hadn’t had sex in months, so I hadn’t kept up with the protection magic. I guess I should work on a more long-term version now. Maybe I’d ask Palmer to help me.

“Fuck,” I breathed out as he impaled me slowly, stretching my walls with each inch. I moaned louder at the new sensations. He was not lying when he said his, uhm, key had a few rings on it. He stilled when he was fully seated. I gave him a moment to enjoy the feel of my tight channel before nudging my hips to get him moving.

“You’re so tight,” he groaned, throwing his head back as he pulled out almost completely before slamming home harder. Each thrust had him picking up speed, driving into me with more and more strength. My office filled with the sound of slapping flesh, grunted curses, and cries of ecstasy. I was a gasping mess. My inhales came in short bursts of breath, and my exhales hissed out every time my back hit the wall. His punishing rhythm would have bruises forming across my shoulders, but I didn’t care. They’d heal, along with the other ones, before the night was over.

Another orgasm began to build, growing in intensity until it came barreling to the surface. He slowed his movements as I tightened around him and screamed out his name with my release. When I loosened my hold, he placed his forehead against mine to catch his breath, then started up again. His body was merciless, and despite my fast healing, I was sure I’d still be sore tomorrow.

I felt him start to swell inside me, and it had my passion building up all over again. Novak dragged his fangs across my neck before piercing the skin. He sucked deeply on my flesh and I moaned low against his ear. The venom in a vampire bite was an instant aphrodisiac. The moment it flooded my bloodstream, my entire body lit up like a Christmas tree. The orgasm hit me so hard it nearly gave me whiplash. He came with a long groan, pushing in as deep as the position we were in would allow. He pulled his fangs out of my neck, licking my skin to seal the wounds before they had a chance to heal on their own.

He didn’t set me down though. Instead, he backed us up, and we fell into the desk chair with me sitting astride him. Placing one hand on my lower back and the other in my hair, he kissed me with a gentle desperation. I returned it with all the pent up emotions that possessed me. I loved the way he held me tightly. I wasn’t much of a cuddler after sex, but this... It was caring yet possessive. I felt like we belonged to each other, and it was a heady fucking feeling.

I was naked from my waist down and his pants were halfway to his knees. The near-clothed state of our bodies didn’t change the feeling of that romp being more than either of us intended. As we sat in the chair, his face rested in the crook between my neck and shoulder. I leaned my cheek against the side of his head while I ran my right hand through his hair.

We stayed like that for minutes, and it felt like hours. I couldn’t tell. A knock at the downstairs door brought us back to the present. We scrambled to get dressed before the door swung open the rest of the way, and someone came into the office. It was Simon. He walked in on our intimate moment to tell us that they were about to open the doors for the night. My heart was still frantic, but my breathing had finally evened out from the panting I was doing a few minutes ago. I glared at Simon while I checked myself for any dried blood in the mirror by the door. Snapping my fingers to fix my hair and makeup, we began to venture downstairs.

“Next time, Trouble, I want to do that in the DJ booth with a room full of people around. The light show flashing across your ecstasy-filled face, disguising the movement of our bodies, and your moans blending into the music. What do you say?” Novak spoke between the kisses he left across the back of my neck. Gods, that sexy, sultry whisper was sending fireworks sailing through my body.

“Keep whispering in my ear while you kiss me like that, and it will get you anything you want,” I groaned out. It was the honest to gods truth, too. If he didn’t stop, we wouldn’t be going downstairs at all.

But that was exactly what we did, and that was exactly what he got.

 

 

17

 

 

Stone

 

 

Saturday Night

 

 

The day's events piled up in my mind as I sat at the edge of the steps on the back patio. Oddly, this dark mansion felt more like home to me than our apartment did. It had nothing to do with the size of the place, though. I looked out over the midnight blue sky lit with stars and tried to imagine how much my life was about to change. I’d come to terms long ago with the fact that I was the Devil’s apprentice, and I was to be bonded to his daughter. What had really been irking my nerves was that we could be taking his place soon. Was I ready to give up my career to become the next ruler of the Underworld with Sloane? Actually, I didn’t mind the thought of not working my day job anymore. I’d still own the dental practice, but it wouldn’t kill me to give up my patients and hire another dentist to fill my absence. I only went in twice a week anyway, unless I was covering for someone who went out of town. I could still do that if I needed to. I’d need to keep my license up to date, but that was it. I think I’d rather stand by the side of the next Devil Spawn and rule the Underworld with her.

The tapping of shoes brought me out of my headspace as someone approached from behind me. Franklin came into my peripheral vision and handed a glass of brown liquid to me before speaking. “Glenfiddich twenty-six, sir.” He inclined his head to the glass in my hand. “If you’ll follow me, I’d like to give you a proper tour and then show you to your suite. You have full privileges to everything on the property, but please be weary of Helios when you’re outside alone. He likes to set things on fire and unless you’re with Sloane when he finds you, then you’re free game in his mind. Until he decides if he likes you or not.” The obsequious nature of his smile had me scanning the yard in search of the hellhound in question. I wasn’t worried about him lighting me on fire, but he could still bite me.

Franklin turned and started making his way to the back door as I stood. A back door that wasn’t burned this morning, but was now covered in black scorch marks, making us both pause to study it. I wondered briefly what happened there, but Franklin muttered “That fucking hound,” under his breath, and I had my answer.

I obediently followed Franklin through the house, making note of certain rooms and dismissing others completely. This place was a never ending maze. I’d need a map to get around for the first couple days. The mansion was positioned on the side of a slope. The yard was tiered, so each floor had its own access point to the outside. The basement had a pool that was both indoor and outdoor, along with a gym and a small theater room. The first floor was the main area of the house with a large den and TV area in an open concept floor plan that connected to a restaurant style kitchen and dining area. It could have easily sat twenty people but only held ten chairs. Off the side of the kitchen were two black doors. One led to an attached three-car garage while the other opened up to a smallish room with a sleeping hellhound inside. It had a dog door attached to the outside wall where we just glimpsed the fire-tipped tail of a large dark beast leaving the sleeping quarters.

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