But it was different now.
With the return of my magic came a newfound confidence I didn’t realise I’d been missing until this moment. Flipping our positions, I caged him in with my arms either side of his head.
He looked back at me, a mix of heat and amusement in his gaze, lips curved up at the edges. “I like this new version of you.”
Grinning, I pressed my hips against his, the soft cotton of my pyjamas doing nothing to hide how hard I was for him. “I like it, too.”
Truth be told, I didn’t think it was so muchnew, but maybe more of my old self returning along with my magic.
Dathal gripped my waist and pulled me closer. Groaning softly as my cock rubbed alongside his.
As easy as it would be to get off like this in the middle of my hallway, I’d waited what felt like ages to have him in my arms again. I wanted to take my time, wanted to show him how much I’d missed him and reacquaint myself with every glorious inch of him.
I wanted to fuck him.
The second the idea formed in my head it was all I could focus on.
I rolled my hips, pulling another groan from Dathal, and I dropped my head onto his shoulder. He smelled so good…wild and intoxicating and I breathed him in like he was all I needed to survive.
His hands tightened on my waist as I trailed kisses along the base of his throat. When I nipped the skin there his breath hitched, and he shoved me backwards.
“If you keep doing that, this will be over very quickly, and that’s not what you have in mind, is it?”
“No.” I swallowed thickly, struggling to get the words out.
He reached up and cupped my jaw, the sudden softness in his eyes catching me off guard. “Yes,” he whispered, sliding a hand into my hair and tugging gently. “Whatever it is you’re thinking, the answer is yes. I want it.”
Stepping back, I took his hand and led him along the hallway to my bedroom. Less than an hour ago this room had felt empty and cold, yet now it was filled with a warmth so alive with magic the air almost crackled around us.
Letting go of my hand, Dathal made quick work of shedding his clothes. He was naked before I’d even shoved my pyjamas down.
I laughed, gripped by a wave of happiness so strong my smile hurt. Tugging him towards me, I kissed him. “Eager?” I murmured.
He grinned, that familiar wicked gleam in his eyes. “You have no idea.”
“Oh, I think I do.” Walking him backwards, I coaxed him onto my bed, pausing a moment to admire the lean length of his body spread out before me. My gaze, as always, immediately drawn to the ink colouring his shoulder.
“Beautiful,” I whispered.
He spread his thighs and beckoned me closer. “Come here.”
Crawling onto the bed, I settled between his legs with a sigh.
So much warm skin.
I kissed him.
Each drag of his lips over mine, each sweep of his tongue, pulled me under a little more until my whole focus was Dathal. I let go of my magic, smiling against his mouth as his own reached out to meet mine.
Before, when Dathal had used his magic to make me feel whole again it had been incredible, but this…? This was so much more, because now my magic surged with his, coursing through my body like it was always meant to.
This time I could give, instead of just take.
And I wanted to give him everything.
Dathal broke the kiss, violet eyes almost black as he stared up at me. “Later, I want to take my time.” He gave the barest roll of his hips, and I shuddered at the feel of his bare cock against mine. “Right now… I need you to fuck me.”
His words were almost enough to tip me over the edge, and I gritted my teeth against the need to grind into him. Instead, I forced myself to move and reached for the lube next to my bed.
