He gasped and then laughed. “Okay. It’s like that, is it?”
A moment later, he had his hand between my legs, his fingers sliding into me. A guttural groan escaped my lips as his fingers slid in and out, my wetness making it easy. When Nico swirled a fingertip around my clit, a bolt of pleasure shot through me. The whole room seemed to disappear as I lost myself in him.
As much as I didn’t want him to stop what he was doing with his hand, I wanted even more. I wanted us both to forget everything and enjoy each other. I shoved the covers back off the bed and threw a leg across him. Resting my weight on his chest with my hands, I hovered just above him, looking down into his eyes. Nico shifted his hips, trying to push himself into me, but I raised myself, keeping just out of his reach.
“Uh-uh, not yet. Remember, you’re apologizing to me. I get to say when you get what you want,” I said with a wicked grin.
Nico groaned in exasperation, but he smiled. Pressing him into the bed, I looked into his eyes and lowered myself until I could feel the tip of his cock press against the lips of my pussy. I stopped and swiveled my hips, making him slide across my clit and along the entrance of my dripping-wet cleft. I was almost shuddering with desire, and it felt so fucking good. Nico’s eyes were practically rolling back in his head, but he didn’t try to press into me. Honestly, if he had, I would have let him—I was dying to have him inside me.
I eased further down, taking the entire head inside me, and I froze. I quivered with excitement, my body already on the verge of an explosive orgasm. Nico writhed beneath me, his breath coming in quick little gasps. His hands slipped up my sides until he had hold of my breasts, fingers gently pinching and tugging at my nipples. Warm pleasure pulsed from my breasts to my clit, and I closed my eyes. I enjoyed the sensation of him playing with my breasts, growing ever closer to climax.
Finally, almost unable to talk, I was so horny, I looked at him. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
Looking like a man on the verge of a heart attack, he stared back at me with half-lidded eyes. “Yes, Christ, yes.”
I slammed my hips down on top of him. His full length thrust into me like he had been designed to fit my body. A whimper escaped my lips as a sharp pulse of pleasure sparked in my clit. It was almost an orgasm, but not quite. Instead of satisfying me, it only fed my hunger. I lifted my hips and crashed into Nico again. I rode him like that, taking his cock into me time after time while it seemed like a timebomb was ticking inside my pussy, ready to explode and shatter my world.
I rose up and started grinding against his cock, thrusting my hips back and forth instead of up and down. I could feel the head of his cock rubbing against my G-spot, and I knew I was seconds away.
“I’m gonna come,” I whimpered.
Nico clutched my hips and thrust into me hard and fast. Four, five, six times, he crashed into me until I heard him call out and shudder. I could feel his cock spasm and pulse inside me. The mental image of that, the thought that my body was giving him so much pleasure, sent me over the edge. The bomb I knew was close to going off inside me finally detonated. The heavy throbbing between my legs instantly grew into a full-body explosion. My jaw fell open, but I couldn’t even scream out in pleasure, the ecstasy too much for me to do anything other than grind my hips into him, riding the waves of pleasure.
After what, strangely, felt like both an eternity and an instant, I collapsed onto his chest. Our sweat mixed, making our skin slide against each other. Each of us breathed in gasping, satisfying breaths. I slipped my arms around Nico and hugged him tightly, and he wrapped his arms around me as well.
“I thought I was the one apologizing,” Nico said. “That felt more like you saying you’re sorry to me. Not that I minded in the least,” he added quickly.
I stifled a giggle. “Yeah, oh well. I guess I couldn’t help myself.”
After we cleaned up and got back in bed, I snuggled into him and closed my eyes. Sleep overtook me in seconds. It was blessedly dreamless.
93
NICO
The first day Sinthy was with us, she spent nearly the entire time in bed. When I checked on her and brought food, she said that teleporting that far in such a short period of time had wiped her out. She did look exhausted even after all that sleep. I left her to rest. We only saw her come out twice the rest of the day.
The next morning, her change was like night and day. She was up before any of us, making coffee in the kitchen. Maddy and I came downstairs and found her. Before she spoke, I could tell she was much more focused and energized by the way she was moving around.
“Good morning?” I said, but it came out more like a question than a greeting.
She turned and gave us a bright smile. “Good morrow, fellow mystical cousins.”
“Huh?” I was still half asleep and didn’t know what the hell she was saying.
She chuckled. “Sorry, my humor is a little weird. It happens when you grow up like I did. How did everyone sleep?”
“Not bad,” Maddy said, taking a seat at the kitchen island. “You look more chipper than yesterday.”
Sinthy sighed and put a hand to her head dramatically. “A girl needs her beauty sleep. Anyway, are you all ready for the journey?”
Maddy and I shared a look. We were still a little worried about the whole teleporting thing, and we’d not been able to discuss it with her yesterday in her exhausted state. Maddy took the cup of coffee Sinthy offered. “How will this work? Getting to your mother, I mean.”
Nodding with approval, she said, “You’re thinking about the magic barrier in the cave, aren’t you?”
“It crossed my mind. Will Nico be able to go?”
Thathadn’tcrossed my mind. In fact, it wasn’t something I’d even considered. Now that Maddy said it, I remembered the way that forcefield had held me back. It would have been really irritating to teleport all the way to Australia only to have to sit out in the dirt for hours while Maddy did whatever she needed to do with the witches.
