Page 20 of The Powerless Witch
“I should think now that we have this connection you’d understand better what I want,” she murmured, glancing down at my lips while biting hers. When she raised that smoldering gaze to mine, a mocking smile pulled on the edges of her mouth. She pushed the hand I still held toward me until her fingers, still glistening with her arousal, brushed against my lips.
A low sound I have never heard myself make rumbled through my chest with the urge to lick them almost too much to fight. I managed to stop at parting my lips, but she used the chance to slip two fingers in. The moment I tasted her on my tongue, my struggle vanished. The sweet, earthy smell that had been tormenting me for days had nothing on the delicious taste that filled me with a hunger I wasn’t sure could ever be satisfied.
I swirled my tongue around her fingers while she bit her lip harder, eyelids fluttering. I used her distraction to glide my hand over her wet pussy before plunging my middle finger inside of her. Her surprised gasp made my dick jerk with impatience.
I pushed the hesitation that dug its nails into my mind, sliding her fingers out of my mouth. I held her hand, reveling at the way her heartbeat raced as I circled her clit. Sliding two fingers in this time, I leaned closer, almost laughing with joy when she didn’t pull back.
“Is this what you want? For me to fuck you?” I whispered into her lips, pushing my fingers deeper and curving them in. She moaned, her hips bucking as if she couldn’t stop from grinding herself against my hand.
“Yes,” she replied, and when she looked at me, the surprise was gone, leaving only the challenge behind. “Can you do it without trying to kill me? Because it wouldn’t be me you have to worry about if you reach for my throat this time.” I scoffed and the edges of her lips quirked up. “Well, what are you waiting for? It’s just sex. Or do you need help to get it up?”
She looked down at my painfully hard dick, palming it with her hand as if she planned to use me like the last time. I slid my fingers into her hair, yanking her head back so she had no way to avoid my eyes. Her answering moan sent a jolt of urgency right into my balls.
“It canneverbe just sex between us. The mate bond is weak now because we never consummated it, but if I fuck you, that will change. Every moment of every day, you will feel me, want me, seek me. Your pain will be my pain. My needs will be your needs. You will love me even if you don’t want to. And it will destroy us both if either dies, even if we hate each other. Do you understand, Celeste? Tell me you understand, because this time I will not do anything until you say you want it. I will not carry the blame for this choice.”
Fear flashed in her eyes, so fast I wasn’t sure if I imagined it, but then she blinked and the look in them turned to steel. I pulled my hand out of her, releasing her hair as well. Sitting back on my heels, I waited.
She straightened her spine, wearing her delicious nakedness like armor.
“Tell me this, wolf.” She leaned her hands behind her, tilting her head to the side while her eyes lowered to my cock. Her gaze was almost like a physical touch, making me eager to move closer, to lean into it until she was everywhere around me. I forced myself to stay still even as she extended her leg, sliding her foot over my thigh until itwas caressing my dick. “Say we don’t consummate the bond. Say we part ways after this. Will the bond break eventually?”
Her eyes told me she already knew the answer to her question, but I replied nonetheless.
“No.” Her smile turned bitter, but she didn’t pull back. “With time and distance, it might grow faint, but for as long as we both live, it will be there. The bond is for life.” Especially for my kind, I wanted to add, but I stopped myself. She was a witch, it wouldn’t affect her as hard and if we stayed far away from each other, she might even find herself able to move on with Roman or whoever she chose. She wouldn’t feel the emptiness inside as keenly as I would; she might not even suffer much if one day I died. But the next time she died…
“So, what I hear is that it’s in my best interest to keep you around, no? Even if you go back to hating me, with the bond you can never hurt me.” She flattered her foot to my chest and pushed. I could have resisted, but I let myself fall on my back, watching her crawl over me. “You can never go too far or leave me in danger,” she continued, straddling my waist until my cock was twitching against her ass. She reached back and wrapped her hand around it, giving it a few slow rubs before positioning it at her entrance. Bracing her other hand on my chest, she leaned down until her hair was curtaining my face. Her eyes bore into mine while she lowered herself on my dick with torturous slowness. “You will have no choice but to love me, want me, save me.”
She sat down abruptly, making us both groan as my cock stretched her tight pussy. She was moving before I caught my breath, her nails digging into my chest for support.
“So will you.” I smiled, catching her wrists and pulling her closer. To my surprise, she shook her head.
“I don’t have a soul, puppy. I will not love you.”
I laughed before I could think better of it, and she narrowed her eyes at me. With one swift movement, I flipped us over, pressing my body against hers so I could feel every little breath she took, every shudder, every spasm. Adjusting myself between her legs, I leaned my forearms on the side of her head, even though the closeness seemed to make her uncomfortable. She rolled her hips to urge me to move, but I pressed her down to the bed.
“You will. Do you know why?” I withdrew slowly, lowering my mouth to kiss her neck as I thrust inside of her. She gasped, opening her legs wider for me. “Becauseyou claimed a human family to protect them.” I slid a hand under her waist, lifting her bottom for a better angle. I thrust again, and she moaned, the sound making me shudder. “Because you helped a little wolf girl when you didn’t have to.” Another thrust, harder this time, and she dug her nails into my back. “Because you can love a vampire.” I thrust again and this time, she screamed. I increased my speed, swallowing every moan and every gasp as I kissed her hard enough to bruise.
When I felt her clench around me, her moans growing louder and her nails digging deeper, I smiled. Fucking her was better than anything I had imagined. Watching her arch and meet my thrusts almost sent me over the edge like I was back to being a young boy who bedded a woman for the first time. Her smell, her taste, her touch—it was all the perfect blend for the blessing that was her body.
Intertwined in one, the doubt and hesitation melted into nothing, leaving only rightness in my chest. I pulled out the moment I felt her orgasm, my own release spraying her stomach as she fought to catch her breath. Then the bond snapped, and we both gasped while the power of fate rippled through us.
Wariness flooded her eyes, and a bit of fear passed through the connection, even as she schooled her face into a calm expression. Pushing a strand of hair that had stuck to her sweaty forehead, I smiled at her, wondering how I could have questioned this bond at all.
“You will love me because I will give you every reason to,” I promised, and this time, her silence didn’t bother me. Not when I kissed her, and she kissed me back.
Chapter 9
Isaac
Oh, I was fuuuucked.
That’s all I could think of while I laid in bed with Celeste pressed against me, her scent making my heart race, even when my body was tired and sluggish from making love all night long. It was like I had been in slumber my entire life and only after tasting her had I become fully awake.
She didn’t speak, didn’t taunt or make promises—or threats—she just touched and kissed and fucked without hesitation or shame. She took what she wanted and gave what she could, matching me thrust for thrust until she passed out. And even as I felt her heart settle and her body relax against the tangled sheets, I couldn’t bear to part with her.
It was like I was on drugs and the longer I kept her in my arms, the harder it was to think about anything other than her. About anything other than this.
Slipping my hand from under her, I got out of bed. She didn’t wake up even when I left the room.