“No sex, got it. Can I do other things?”
His quick acquiescence makes me smile. “What other things did you have in mind?”
He absently runs the back of his fingers over a firm nipple, and I arch my back into his hands. His sexy smile steals my breath and almost steals myno sexresolve.
“Can I taste you?”
I picture his head between my thighs, his lips wrapped around my clit, and the image itself almost makes me come.
“If we did that then I don’t think I’d want to stop," I admit.
“Hands only? How do you feel about that?”
I reach down and unfasten the top button of his jeans.
“I feel good about hands," I tell him, and I glide the zipper down.
Valen slides down my body to kick off his jeans. He snakes his thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and pulls them down. I lean up on my elbows and unabashedly drool over how incredibly stunning he is in his boxer briefs, his cock bursting to escape the confines of the fitted cotton.
He sexily climbs back over me, and I eat up every inch of him with my eyes. Instead of settling back between my thighs, he lays on his side next to me. He claims my lips in another mind-altering kiss and pinches my nipples between his fingers. I cry out in pleasure and purple magic sparks all over both of us.
Valen moves his hand maddeningly slow from my breasts, down my stomach and over the outside of my underwear.
“You’re soaked," he groans against my lips.
He watches me brazenly, as he slides his fingers inside my underwear and rubs a quick circle around my clit. I close my eyes and arch into him, reveling in the sensation. He moves his fingers down and separates my folds where he rubs and plays with the wetness there.
He dips his fingers slightly inside of me giving me just a taste of what it would feel like to be filled by more. He watches me start to come undone, and I reach into the band of his boxer briefs and take hold of him. It’s my turn to watch his reaction as I touch and explore.
My fingers almost come together around him, but they don’t connect as I stroke up his shaft in search of his tip. Precum drips against my palm, and I feel the accumulation of it in the wet fabric of his underwear. I fucking love knowing that he’s dripping because of me.
Valen pulls my wetness over my clit and starts to massage it all around. I mewl and rock my hips against his finger, as I tighten my hold on him and stroke down his shaft. We both watch the pleasure the other feels, as strikes of magic flit all over our almost naked bodies. The pressure of my magic builds, alongside the pressure of the impending orgasm Valen is coaxing from my body.
He dips his fingers back inside of me, going deeper this time and begins to gently stroke in and out of me. His thumb rubs against my clit simultaneously, moving faster and faster, and an orgasm tears through me. A pulse of purple magic ripples out of me and slams into Valen and then out of the room.
The flow of magic out of me extends my orgasm and makes it more intense than anything I’ve ever felt. As my magic flows through Valen, he grinds into my grip and swells in my hand.
He pulls away from our kiss crashing his face into my hair as he thrusts into my hand and shouts out his release. The French doors in my room vibrate slightly from the pressure of my surging magic, and we both pant and groan as we ride out our orgasms.
Valen’s fingers are still inside me as my body starts to come down from the rapture of everything that just happened. He withdraws them slowly and the aftershocks of his touch twitch and quake through me. We both lay back floating in bliss and trading compliments until Valen leans over and steals a quick kiss.
“I’m going to get cleaned up and be right back.”
I peck him again and watch him scoop up his clothes and tiptoe out of my room, closing the door behind him.Man, orgasms are way better when someone else is giving them to you.I lay for a little longer smiling and feeling blissed out before I finally move to the bathroom. I clean up, change my underwear, and slip on a tank top.
I flick off the light and walk into the moonlight soaked bedroom, where I find Valen already snuggled under my covers. I get into bed and crawl over him purposefully clumsy. We both laugh, and I snuggle into my pillow. Valen pulls my back against his chest and kisses my shoulder and then my neck. We both simultaneously let out a satisfied sigh and then crack up at the synchronicity of it. Valen squeezes me tightly against him, and I succumb quickly and happily to the call of my dreams.
29
Searing pain pulls me from peaceful oblivion. It steals my breath, and I clench my jaw against the strangled scream that rises in my throat. I don’t panic, this brutal pain and I have met before, and I know it will stop, as quickly and mysteriously as it started.
The burning pain is focused on my hands, chest, and head just behind my ear. Thank fuck it’s not all over my body like it was on my sixteenth birthday. I pant shallowly and let out a relieved whimper when I feel the white-hot waves begin to recede.
The pain disappears completely, and I know it’s left behind more than just its memory. I take deep breaths and feel my clenched muscles start to unlock. I sit up in bed. The sheets pool at my waist and my tank top clings to my clammy skin.
I scan my hands for what I know will be there. On both of my ring fingers--where there was previously only an eight-pointed star rune--I now have five new runes. They stretch down to the base of my finger taking up the whole width.
I pull the neck of my tank top down and find a smaller set of runes on my sternum nestled between my breasts. I stare at it for a second before I push my breasts together and all but the star rune disappears inside the line my cleavage.
