A hard tug on my hair jerked my head back. Lexi’s fingers still curled between mine, though now she leaned over me, watching me as her power twisted around her with new purpose. “Where are you right now?”
I glanced around, unable to move my head. “In my home, I thought.”
“No,” she said. “I’m sitting on top of you, ready to rip your clothes off, and you completely checked out for a second. Where did you go that was more important than right here with me?”
Excitement shivered down my spine. I squeezed her fingers, bucking against her, but she flattened her body against mine, stifling any further movement. Her body ran hot, more so than usual, and the way it played against my own inner fire was addictive on its own.
“Make me stay,” I challenged, brushing my nose against hers. The urge to rile her up, to see what she was capable of, broke free, and I hoped it would be enough to distract from her question. “Keep my attention, if you can.”
Lexi’s mouth fell open in surprise, then she bared her teeth, grip tightening painfully. She ducked her head, licking at the pulse point just under my jaw. I tilted my head as each brush of her tongue sent hot spikes of pleasure shooting through my veins and down into my core. Was she using her power, or was that just the nature of her touch? I’d yet to figure that out.
I flinched as pain lanced through my neck. Lexi bit down hard, almost in the exact place I’d marked her, and the act was so primitive, sopossessive, that I nearly wrenched control from her and bent her over the couch to have my way with her. Again. That temptation lasted as long as her bite did, then dissipated as her delicious brand of fire raced through the spot. I groaned, all the tension in my muscles melting away.
It took more effort than normal to peel one eye open, but I was rewarded with the sight of Lexi easing her shirt over her head. I flexed my fingers, finding my hands were still pinned down and mildly surprised I didn’t mind. Noticing the movement, my evil temptress smirked as she stood and shimmied out of her jeans. Another groan that bordered on a growl ripped free from my chest at the scent of her arousal. My dick strained against my pants, but she ignored it as she climbed back on top of me, and then lifted further up until she had one leg swung over my shoulder and the back of the couch.
Her heated gaze bore into me as she gripped my hair. “Do I still have your attention?”
“Very much so,” I murmured, eyes dipping down to the glistening feast she’d placed before me.
My tongue darted out, eager to taste her, and she whimpered as I slid between her slick folds. She pulled my head closer and I delighted in the sounds she made as she rode my tongue. Her pleasure was my pleasure. The invisible pressure on one of my hands vanished as her concentration wavered. I caressed the warm, smooth skin of her ass, then slipped my fingers lower, teasing, gliding through the wetness of her entrance.
Lexi gasped as I penetrated her, hips bucking, the soft lines of muscle in her stomach contracting. Her every reaction was mesmerizing, like each movement was laced with that bit of accidental magic she poured into her baking. The taste of her was just as addictive as the way our magic reacted together, the way everything about her complimented tastes I didn’t even know I had. I wanted more, wanted to see her come apart at my touch every single fucking night, wanted to dominate her as much as I wanted to submit and let her tear me apart and piece me back together.
This woman was dangerous in ways I’d never known.
And I loved her.
My chest heated with the errant thought, reacting with Lexi’s power, and she cried out. I pumped my fingers faster, flicking my tongue rapidly over her sensitive nub before sucking on it. She threw her head back, her passage clamping down around my fingers as she came, and my dick pulsed in time with her. Her aura flared a bright gold, but no fireworks show this time. I kept my fingers moving, slowing as I eased her down, needing to be inside her, to fuck her before I went mad.
Her eyes were half-lidded as she slipped an arm around my neck. “Take your pants off.”
With barely a thought, the remaining cloth between us was gone, my erection hot and heavy against my skin. Her stomach flexed as she started moving with my fingers. She leaned in and lifted up slightly, putting one perfect breast within range. I took her nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the stiffened peak, and Lexi made another sound of intense approval.
The other hand was released from its invisible restraint and I went straight for my aching cock, but Lexi grabbed it. She guided it to her other breast, a mischievous grin on her face. I held in a groan of complaint.
“Not yet,” she whispered.
I replied by slamming my fingers harder into her, making her back arch with a gasp. Pleasure boiled in my core, an odd sensation considering my dick hadn’t gotten any action yet. But the closer I brought her to another orgasm, the tighter my core wound up. I glided my thumb across her nipple, massaging the delicate flesh as I sucked at the other. Lexi panted and reached between us, grabbing me, and I barely managed to remove my fingers before she slid home.
Stars exploded in front of my eyes.
Fuck me.
Why was my reaction to this woman so damn strong?
What made her different?
I didn’t think I’d ever come so fast or hard in my life, and I’d had a pretty fucking long life. Lexi’s voice blended with mine as we both let go, grabbing and touching and kissing as the moment drew out much longer than it should have. She pressed her forehead to mine, both of us breathless far too quickly. I lifted a hand and brushed my thumb across her cheek, wiping away a damp trail. A quiet calm engulfed us as we caught our breaths.
“What was that?” she finally asked. “That was weird, right? It wasn’t just me?”
“You are a lot of things, Lexi Sutton.” I lifted her chin just enough to meet her amber-brown eyes. “Weird might be one of them, but that was definitely not just you.”
Her eyes darted to one side and she moved her hand to trace along my neck. A slight sting pulsed under her fingertips. I knew without looking that there would be a mark there.
“That looks like it hurts.” She scrunched her nose up and tilted her head to show off her matching one. “Sorry. I was trying to pay you back for the one you left on me yesterday. I had to wear a jacket out of the house so no one would see it.”
I squeezed her backside and her eyelids fluttered. “Are you ashamed of it?”
