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

“Clothes. Off. Now.”

He didn’t need to tell her twice. Jessie ripped the t-shirt over her head and forced the shorts down her hips while watching Noah do the same. She thought his body looked even more spectacular than she remembered. Tanned skin with ripped muscles made her mouth water, but when he freed his stiff cock and it bounced once against his muscled abs, her pussy clenched with the desire to be taken, hard.

They leapt at each other in unison, bodies touching and sizzling everywhere. Jessie wrapped her legs around Noah’s hips as they fell backwards to the bed. Power surged in the room, keeping pace with the desire. With Noah’s teeth nipping at her neck and shoulder, Jessie swept her arms around his waist and brushed her fingers across the firm globes of his ass. His hardness pressed tight against her belly, reminding her of its shape and girth. As if she would have ever forgotten the way he filled her during the best sex of her life. Her hips bucked forward of their own free will, her pussy wet and aching to be filled. He shifted his body lower, rubbing his swollen tip through the liquid fire at her slit.

Noah’s head lifted, his steady gaze giving her one last chance to say no as surely as if he’d said the words, but Jessie was filled with a sense of urgency that could not be denied. She struggled in his arms, arching her back and pushing her hips forward, anything to get him inside her. But he was in control here and she knew it. From experience she knew he wouldn’t give her what she so desperately wanted unless she at least asked for it.

“Please, Noah.”

The wicked smile he gave her sent a delicious shudder through her entire body as he pushed his length inside her.

“Oh Goddess. So tight.” His hands clenched the cheeks of her bottom as her body adjusted around him.

“It’s so good, Noah,” she panted. He surged fully inside her and she lost control. A scream tore from her throat as a hard shudder worked over her. A savage snarl sounded from Noah as he began to pound in and out of her, sensations flooding her system with each thrust and release. Lingering anger mixed with lust flashed through them both as Noah released a surge of magick into her body, igniting a fuse straight to her clit.

Jessie moaned and bucked against him. “Oh yes. Fuuuck.” She scratched at his arms and back, fighting for more until he pinned her shoulders with bruising force to the bed and hammered his cock, burying himself in her heat as far as possible, over and over until she exploded in a burst of magick and light underneath him.

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Her screams of pleasure filled the room as her pussy tightened and pulsed around him—driving him fucking wild as the pressure built in his own body. He wanted to take her like this for hours, but her tight and thrashing body pushed him to far too fast and forced his orgasm to rocket through him.

When his mind and body finally came back to the present, he noticed Jessie holding him tight and close. It made him think that she might be afraid he was going somewhere. Possessiveness roared through him as the aftershocks of their sex throbbed in his groin. He pressed a gentle kiss on her cheek before sliding from her body to lie next to her on the bed. He had no intentions of going anywhere without her ever again. Now he just needed to figure out what spooked her the first time and make sure it didn’t happen again. He relaxed back against his arm underneath his head, tucking her firmly against his chest. For the first time in a long while his magick rested inside him. No darkness pushed at his mind and will. No constant need to escape. Noah closed his eyes and let the sleep creep in, he couldn’t resist it…but…why was Jessie’s heart racing…

Chapter Four

Jessie trembled as she made her way through the cabin as far away as possible from the bedroom where Noah slept. The powerful yet familiar rush of Noah’s magick during sex hadn’t taken her by surprise, as they were both lost in the moment of desperate need and pleasure until Noah’s orgasm. With it had come a potent force of dark power she was helpless against with her own magick stripped.

Now her body swirled with a shadowy force that fed into her more primal side. The side where the beast lived. Or, at least, where it used to live. She wasn’t altogether certain if her magick would ever return. Scott had been pretty thorough each time he had her stripped of her power to transfer it to himself.  It was a volatile ceremony to complete, yet he did it over and over with both witches and demons, feeding himself with more and more magick. She wondered what the repercussions were for that. So far he had gotten everything he wanted, well, except his nephews. She didn’t understand what his plans were, but his hatred for them bordered on the insane.

He didn’t appear to want them dead, yet he always needed more power to fight them. It seemed to her that something big was brewing and she had landed smack dab in the middle. How the reverend had even found out about her magick, she didn’t know.  There were only a few people who knew, and all but one were family members.

Her stomach heaved again, reminding her to hurry. This magick needed an outlet, and since she didn’t know what would happen she preferred a big open space. She threw back the dead bolt lock and unlatched the sensors as she’d seen Noah do before hurtling herself through the door. On the porch she gulped in lungfuls of the humid but fresh air until her chest burned with the effort. Sweat broke out on her forehead as the blood pounded in her ears. She took two steps from the porch and swung her arms above her head in the