Page 61 of Shattered Magic

She blinked as a hand pulled her panties aside, his fingers slid into her as his kiss returned to her lips, and her body started to tingle.

The tingling increased when he lifted her higher and sucked on her breasts through her dress. The sound of his fingers moving got distinctly louder, and when the slipping began to include her clit, she shook and whimpered as her heated bud was overstimulated and electricity struck her. Slow, heavy throbbing took over her sex, and he pressed into her while the pulsing was rapid.

He thrust into her, pressing her to the wall as his hips kept her pinned. His palms gripped her wrists and raised her hands above her head.

Hari stared at him and tried to focus on one sensation, but her body was hot and tingling once again. He shifted his grip to hold her wrists together and reached between them to rub at her clit as he stroked deep.

She stared into his eyes and blinked for a moment, and then his mind linked to hers in the dream realm. They joined in both realms, and when she came, he was with her.

Chapter Eleven

The air was fragrant, and Hari sighed. “I hadn’t associated scents with sex before.”

Zerul kissed her neck and stroked her back. They were at his desk, and she was straddling him in his chair. “How did we get here?”

He threaded his fingers through her hair. “You made my knees weak, so I decided the chair was a safe place to recover. That scent is mostly me with the sweet overlay of you.”

She wrinkled her nose. “It’s distinct.”

He laughed. “My scent is stronger because I am in rut. That is why the search for a consort occurs every five years. It’s my cycle.”

“Seriously?” She raised her head. “So, it’s that time of the half-decade?”

“Yes.”

“So, you have to be able to find more partners.”

He slid his hand into her hair and kissed her. “I wanted someone like you. A partner for me.”

She pressed her lips against his, flexing against the elegant curve and teasing him with her tongue. His hand clenched against her scalp, and he took over. Inside her, she could feel him expanding and stretching her once again.

They were still tangled in the dream realm, and she moved her hips on him, around him. The light circle motion came naturally, and he pressed a hand to her lower back and kept her rhythm to his.

She paused and felt the ache in her body fade as her repair talent did what it always did. “So, is this going to be a constant?”

Her body felt warm and lazy. Zerul’s hand was inside her dress and stroking her spine.

“Not constant. A few days, maybe a week. I have never had to deal with it longer than a week.” He chuckled and kissed her head. “You have gotten the hang of it.”

“What happened to my underwear?”

His voice denoted his laughter. “It’s a question for the ages.”

She lifted her head and sighed. “How long until dinner?”

His eyes were heavy-lidded, and he looked like he had just eaten a hefty dessert. “We have time for a shower.”

“So, we have to sprint through the halls like this?”

He chuckled and said, “I will slowly walk through the private hall with you.”

“My legs are still recovering.”

He kissed her softly. “I will do the walking. You hang on.”

She yelped as he shifted and slowly got to his feet. Hari clung to him and buried her face against him as his slow and steady steps caused him to fill her again. He opened a hidden panel behind his desk and walked through a clean but tight hallway. She wrapped her legs around him and held on while the friction and slow action aroused her again.

He paused in the hall and shuddered into her again. “Damn, I thought I would make it.”