“Do you need anything?”
“You,” I whispered. “I need you.”
He looked confused even as he nodded his head. “Take whatever you want from me.”
Sitting up, I pulled the covers off both of us, uncovering his sleek, muscled body. He stayed still while I looked my fill. Goddamn, he was gorgeous.
Leaning over, I pressed my face to his chest and rubbed up and down, feeling every ridge of muscles with my lips. He tensed as I touched him, making the muscles even more pronounced.
I opened my mouth and licked across his washboard abdomen. He let out a strangled sound that only encouraged me to keep going. The tip of his erection brushed my breasts, reminding me that there was more of him to explore.
“Maybe I should, oh!” He stopped talking when I sucked his tip into my mouth. The way his body shook made me feel powerful.
I bobbed my head up and down, slowly taking more of him each time. He tried to talk, but all that came out were half words and gasps.
Vie was a supernatural creature with immense power, but he was helpless.
I was in control. I was powerful.
When I took him as far as I could without gagging, I held him there, his body shivering under me. I sucked on him, enjoying his hard flesh in my mouth.
Along with feeling strong and dominant, all the helpless, needy sounds he made were getting me hot.
I heard rustling. Opening my eyes, I rolled them up to see his head thrown back and his hands gripping the pillow under his head.
When I pulled away, letting his cock pop out of my mouth, he lifted his head to look at me with dazed eyes.
“Willow?”
“Stay,” I ordered, sitting up and moving my body further up his. “Don’t move. I’m going to take what I want, and you’re going to let me.”
He nodded and remained still for me. I maneuvered until my pussy hovered over his thick dick. Holding him in place, I lowered myself down until the blunt tip was at my entrance.
His hips jerked slightly. He was fighting himself.
“You’re being so good,” I cooed, lowering myself just enough so his cock was held by my pussy. Putting both my hands on his chest, I lowered myself down with deliberate slowness.
Waves of cold and hot came from him, as if his magic couldn’t decide what to do. His entire body went tense as I worked myself onto his thickness. My body was ready for him. No, that wasn’t right; my body craved him like a drug.
When our pelvises met, we both moaned.
God, he felt good!
It was almost like the waves of hot and cold I felt coming from him were now radiating from inside me too. It felt so goodit almost hurt, like getting into a hot bath when you’re a little chilled.
I lifted my hips until he almost fell out of me, then slammed back down. He cried out, and a wave of power swept through me, making me gasp.
I wanted more!
Setting a fast pace, I rode him hard. Tension built inside me as waves of sensation and magic rolled over me one after another.
I needed to come; I didn’t think I could take much more.
“Please, Willow!” Vie begged.
I heard ripping. I looked down in time to see two halves of a pillow flying in different directions, fluff going everywhere.
The controlled violence pushed me over the edge. My orgasm drew me into myself. It forced me into a fetal-like position with my shoulders hunching and bending my back. I shook uncontrollably and couldn't keep myself up. I curled down into Vie’s chest.
