My knees did that stupid weak thing again, because I had no defense against Louis when he talked like that. This dominant side … it was literally the hottest thing. Ever. Before I could reply, and I probably wouldn’t have been able to speak anyway, he leaned over and hauled me into his arms.
“As much as I love walking with you, is it okay now for us to use some magic?”
I squeezed my thighs together to try to counter the ache he’d started inside of me. “Yes, but you need to let me down. I walk on my own two feet, you know that.”
With a grumble he released me, but his hand remained wrapped around my neck as he hauled me closer to him. His strong fingers stroked the muscles there, and I let out another moan.
Fuck, if he could make me feel like this with a simple massage, would I even survive him in the bedroom?
Without thought, because I was almost mindless with desire in that moment, I opened the step-through straight to the front porch of my cabin. Luckily Louis managed to disarm the security system before I got us both fried.
“How?” My mouth was hanging open as we stepped inside. “I spent twenty years perfecting that system.”
He grinned, and I sucked in a deep breath. “You did a good job, too, Tee, but you know nothing can keep me away if I really want to be there.”
It was true. There was nothing I could do to keep him away from me, and luckily I didn’t want to. Not in this moment. For the first time in my adult life, I had Louis all to myself, and he wanted me as much as I wanted him. He’d barely taken his eyes off me since he first strode into the bar, and his hooded stare was heating me like no supe’s ever had.
I ran at him, because I was too horny to think of anything but being with Louis in that moment. Screw the consequences, I could deal with them later. That was future Elizabeth’s problem.
He caught me with ease, bringing me into his body, and I almost sighed when my legs went around him again.
“Bedroom,” he demanded, and I nodded down the hall. The fire was already roaring in the living area, and I knew the bedroom one would be going as well. Louis was thorough.
Our mouths met as he started to walk, and I couldn’t help but grind against him. My body was aching. Louis growled and swiped his tongue against mine. When we reached my bedroom, I expected him to drop me down on the bed, but still holding me up with one hand, he reached down between us and worked my tank up and over my head. I leaned back to help him, our kiss breaking as the shirt was flung free. Louis was dressed in far too many clothes for my liking too, and I wasn’t patient like him, so I magicked away the coat and Henley he had on, leaving his chest bare.
My eyes ran across the hard planes, all the rigid and heavy lines that spoke of someone used to working hard. His body was perfection, and I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on him.
“You keep looking at me like that, Tee, and this is going to be over before it begins.”
I laughed, the deep, throaty chuckle spilling from me. “Aw, come on, baby. You’ve always been an overachiever. I expect at least four orgasms tonight.”
His eyes darkened the moment I called him “baby,” and I had to admit, it just slipped out, but I wasn’t taking it back. I also wasn’t taking back the four orgasms thing.
“Your wish is my command,” he murmured, and then in a flash I was naked. Both of his hands tightened on my ass. He kissed me again, pushing me back against a nearby wall. I groaned, loving the way he tasted me, running his tongue across mine. He shifted his mouth a little, pressing kisses along my jaw and down to my breasts. He started to lift me then, easing me up slowly as he kissed further along my body, his touch driving me crazy as I moved against him.
I groaned as he lifted me higher and higher, so strong that he showed no strain at all. Eventually I found myself with both legs over his shoulders while I was pressed back into the wall.
“Gods,” I breathed, looking down at his head between my thighs.
I expected him to use magic to hold me steady, but he didn’t. Just pure physical strength.
Fuck. Me.
“Louis,” I protested as he pressed kisses to my thighs, moving toward my aching center. “I need to shower first.”
He growled against me and his tongue snaked out to taste me. I almost came then, my body tightening at the expert way he slid across my sensitive center. I’d never had a man hold me this way, where I was almost helpless, unable to move. It added another dimension to the sexiness.
“Ready for number one?” he asked, his eyes lifting to trail up the length of my body.
“Fuck. Yes.” I moaned, wiggling against him.
His strong hands continued to hold me in place as he lowered his head to me again, and this time he didn’t stop. He tasted me over and over, and he knew exactly where to focus to make me lose my mind. I tried to move against him, rocking my hips, but he held me steady, and fuck if that didn’t drive me even crazier.
A swirling, needy sensation built until stars flashed before my eyes and I unraveled on his mouth, my body finally able to move as he gave me some leeway. I cried out, over and over, his name leaving my lips as I rode out one of the best orgasms I’d ever had in my life.
Even after I was done, Louis didn’t stop tasting me. His tongue was a weapon, and he knew how to use it.
Pretty soon he had me out of control again, and I almost cried out when he lifted his head, those purple eyes glistening at me. “So responsive,” he said, before he stepped back, still holding me above him, and then slowly lowered me down until my legs were back around his waist.
