“Isn’t this much better than mons—?”
A large crack of thunder woke me, the rain pouring as the scent of storm and ember drifted through my window. Jerking myselfup in bed, my body felt as if it were literally vibrating. My hands glowed as I held them up before me—the first time I’dever woken to my magic spilling. Pressing my hands against my sweaty forehead, I tried to bring myself back to reality. Butgoddesses be damned, that felt realer than any sex I’d had in my life.
My legs shook as I stood, muscles aching, but not as badas the ache between my thighs. Unsure what to do, I was debating the danger in showering off the sweat, and possibly finishing what the dream started, when I felt a press against my door’s entrance pad.
His energy hit me as I hurried over on shaky legs to wrench the door open and come face-to-perfect-chest with Logan’s artwork.Lifting my gaze, I reached his face, and blanched. It’d been a while since I’d seen this particular expression, dark and feral.The spellcaster looked half out of control.
He pressed into my personal space, and I was too stunned to move away. “What the Hel are you doing to me?”
He was covered in a sheen of sweat too, his chest heaving as if he was winded, when I knew the warlock could easily run fortwo hours. “Doing to you? I’m doing nothing to you,” I bit out, wishing I didn’t sound so breathy. “I haven’t left my roomsince dinner.”
He pushed into me again, and this time I took a step back. “You’re haunting my dreams, Precious,” he rumbled, like a legitrumble spilled from the wide expanse of his chest. “When I close my eyes, you’re there.”
He was still stalking forward as I backed away, until I felt the wind and rain hit my back through the open window. “Hauntingyour dreams?” I echoed, blinking a few times. My frazzled brain was finally putting some of it together. “We’re having thesame dreams?”
That took him by surprise, but he recovered in an instant. “Tell me about your dreams.”
The demand had my chest heaving, the hard peaks of my nipples pressing against my white tank. At this point, I’d have takenthe embarrassment of wearing Logan’s hoodie over my braless state. “I dream about you,” I whispered, breathing so deeply ourchests almost touched. “All the fucking time.”And it’s driving me insane.
The unsaid words were as heavy as those that slipped past my lips.
Logan rested his hands on the windowsill on either side of me, caging me in as he’d done the other night. He hadn’t touchedme yet, but I was surrounded by the heat he naturally exuded. I had to clench my fists to stop myself from grabbing him anddragging him between my thighs.
He was close enough to read the arousal on my face, his gaze sliding over mine. The ice darkened to moss as he cursed. Ina flash, his hands captured my face, and before I could part my lips for my next breath, his lips collided with mine.
I swear time stopped, this single beat where Logan tasted my mouth like a drowning man, and I wondered if I’d fallen intodreamland again. My body, still throbbing from the unfulfilled dream, opened to him like he was the very nectar of the goddesses.The kiss was devastating, and desperate, and he dominated the pace as he always did. One of his hands slid down my ass, andI gasped when he lifted me with ease, resting my butt cheeks on the ledge of the sill, my poor herbs shoved to the side.
Logan stripped away my clothes in one swipe of his energy, and lowered his head to capture my right nipple, while his fingersworked the hard tip of my left. “Fucking Hel!” I tried to muffle my cry, unsuccessfully.
By the time he kissed along my stomach and pressed his mouth to my clit, I was ready to explode. I tilted my hips to givehim access, and his movements were jerkier as he ran his tongue over me and groaned, tasting me in an uncontrolled way, takingwhat he wanted, driving me to the brink of sanity.
Sliding my hands into the thick, soft strands of his dark hair, I tightened my hold and rode his face, half of my body outthe window. I’d have fallen if Logan didn’t have an unbreakable hold on me.
The swirls in my stomach exploded and I cried out, jerking against him. He tightened his hands, his tongue relentless as he plunged it inside me, lapping up my orgasm. He wrung out every ounce of pleasure and then some, and when I was hanging limply in his arms, breathing heavily, I wondered if he was about to leave just as he had done last time.
Well, last time he kicked me out, but same same.
I gasped when he slid his hands under my ass, gripping me and lifting me into his big body. Logan was a monster of a warlock,huge everywhere. Even with his pants on I could feel his long, hard length pressing into me. I wrapped my legs around hiswaist, that orgasm barely taking the edge off. We had months of pent-up dreams between us, and there was no stopping whatneeded to happen tonight.
“Are you spelled against pregnancy?”
Half out of my mind, I was coherent enough to answer. “Yes.” I arched against him. “Spelled and free from sexually transmitteddiseases.”
This time the rumble from his chest was primal. “I’m free also,” he said, and with that one sentence, the barrier of his pantsdisappeared as he thrust inside me.
Holy goddess.
Holy fucking goddess.
I wasn’t a virgin, but Logan’s size didn’t just thrust easily, though he gave it his best shot. The burning stretch was atorturous ecstasy, much more addictive than any substance I’d known in my life. After a minute of those slow but firm thrusts,he was fully seated inside, a wild light burning in his eyes.
“Ready, Precious?” I wondered what would happen if I said no. Not that there was much chance of that, since I was alreadynodding. “Say it,” he growled.
“Fuck me, Logan.”
The feral in his gaze spilled across the rest of him, and when he thrust it was hard and fast. His powerful body entered mine, slamming my back against the wall beside my bed, and I could do nothing but hold on, pleasure rolling over me in waves. Once again, I barely lasted more than a few minutes before I broke apart. Orgasms from Logan were destructive perfection, and I wondered if I’d survive the next one.
Pleasure stole my sanity for what felt like an eternity, and I barely noticed Logan dropping onto the bed. He lay back andbrought me with him to straddle either side of his powerful thighs.
