Eliza Gayle Witch Bundle (paranormal romance) Eliza Gayle (moboreader TXT) 📖

her damp red curls barely covering her slit pushed him to near madness as his mouth covered her sex, tongue delving between the moist lips and lapping at her body like a starved man. With the first swipe over her clit, Selene let loose a cry as her body shuddered around him. His mouth filled with the heat of her orgasm as he sucked and bit at her sensitive bud, prolonging the pleasure she endured to a point that he knew from experience would be near pain.

With no mercy he ate and ate at her, bringing her to orgasm twice more until her legs collapsed against him. “Please, Cash—please.”

He turned and placed her on her knees and arms in front of him, stroking the backs of her legs and ass in admiration. “So fucking beautiful.”

“Hurry, Cash. Now, please.” His cock bobbed with every keening cry from her. He felt like begging himself. He roughly pushed two fingers into her tight but soaking wet pussy, dragging the tips back and forth over her sweet spot. When her cries indicated she was about to come he withdrew and circled his slick fingers around the tight rosebud of her ass. He eased one finger in and she tightened around him.

“Relax, baby. Show me how much you want it.” When he felt the muscles loosen their grip from his finger, he slid the second one inside. Grabbing the base of his cock, he pushed the head inside her pussy. His head spun at the pure sensation of tight heat surrounding him—luring him… Damn she felt good. So good it was almost too much to bear.

She wiggled against him, trying to bury him deeper, and he swatted her on the ass in return. “Be still for me, babe.” When she didn't follow his instructions he delivered three more smacks across her right buttock until she stilled. When he slowly drew his fingers from her ass she whimpered and moaned for more. He pushed his cock an inch deeper, stretching and working his way in, dying to thrust his full length inside. With a slow glide he strained against her tight flesh, seating his full length inside. On her sharp gasp he paused to let her body accommodate his size.

“Damn, you are so tight, baby.” His body trembled slightly as he fought for even a sliver of control. “I'll try not to hurt you. I'll go nice and slow.”

She shook her head roughly. “No—no, don't want slow. Please, Cash. Please just fuck me.” She pulled her bottom moving slightly off him before pushing back against him again with surprising force. He pumped his hips in rhythm with hers, rubbing against every sensitive nerve ending he could until she cried out once again in release. Her muscles clamped down on him, squeezing with a powerful strength that easily broke through his control.

“So hot, I can't—I'm coming, damn it.” He groaned as his body stiffened against her ass. His release came in long spurts.

Cash draped across her back and propped the bulk of his weight on his hands while they both fought to catch their breath. “Dear Goddess, Selene, what have you done to me?” He gently eased from her body before scooping her up to carry her to his bed.

“Where are we going, Cash?” Her voice sounded satisfied and sleepy. He chuckled; she had no idea what she was in for now.

“My bed. Rest up because I'll be taking you again in a few minutes.”

Her eyes widened as she studied him before a shy smile crossed her face that she quickly hid in his shoulder.

Raven pulled into the gas station just outside of Boston to fill up on gas and find a city street map. She'd been driving for hours and needed to pee. She rushed into the store and headed toward the back, looking for the facilities. Not paying attention to the path in front of her she ran headlong into a stranger, falling hard on her ass.

“Shit.”

“Sorry about that. I must not have been watching where I was going.” A hand reached in front of her to help her up. Looking up to see the idiot who'd gotten in her way, she found herself staring into the face of a dark angel with mesmerizing green eyes. The smile on his face while he spoke captivated her for a moment until her boy reminded her of her mission.

Restroom now.

Bypassing the sexy stranger’s hand, she bounced to her feet and gruffly pushed past him into the ladies' room.

Minutes later when she returned to the main part of the store, she surveyed the interior of the store to find the customer who'd knocked her on her ass was long gone. Good. She didn't have time for chit chat with a stranger. Especially not a pretty one like that. Still, for a fleeting moment her thoughts wavered back to the intensity shining in his eyes, the depth of which would likely haunt her dreams. There had been something there.

Grabbing a few snacks along the way, she made her way to the register. “I need forty dollars on pump seven and a detailed street map of Boston.” She was always abrupt and straight to the point because she didn't believe in wasting time, and the clerk did as she asked and rang up her purchases.

Propped against the trunk of the car, Raven spread out the map before her. After using her strongest locator spells for hours, she'd been unable to locate even a hint of the witch she sought. That is, until he'd used an enormous amount of energy out in the open yesterday. What an idiot. With that lucky break she'd been able to pinpoint his location to an hour outside of Boston, but when she'd arrived there was nothing there but a strong residue of dark magick and some unexpected scorch marks. She was curious about those. The witch she sought was an air witch, not a master of fire, so she couldn't help but wonder