Buttercup (Spell Library #10) - Helen Scott Page 0,44

stretching me to the limit. Once he was fully seated within me, I let out the breath I'd been holding. It was only after that he pulled part of the way out and began to move within me.

Each thrust took my breath away, and not just because my face was now shoved into the mattress, my arms too weak to support me any longer. He was power personified, as well as restraint. The more I moaned and encouraged him though, the more that restraint slipped until he was fucking me so hard I was screaming my pleasure into the mattress, the sensation of being filled by him too much to contain within me anymore.

Hands slipped between me and the bed, grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples while Magnus's fingers slipped through my hair, gathering up a fistful of it and pulling my head back so my face was free from the sheets and comforter. The pain and pleasure mixed together.

"Are you going to come for your demon? Does your succubus want a real meal?" Magnus growled out behind me.

My succubus sat up and took notice, and I felt fresh pleasure rush through my system as she seemed to join the party once more.

When Magnus spanked me, she practically crowed with pleasure. "Harder," I breathed, knowing what I needed to push myself over the edge.

"Allow me to assist," Logan said as he moved next to me, his cold fingers finding my clit and circling. His vampire speed making him move so fast he felt like a damn sex toy all over again. Within moments I was bucking and clenching around Magnus's cock.

My demon flipped me over and picked me up, carrying me to the wall of the bedroom where he pinned me and began to pound into me. "Say my name," he growled.

"Magnus," I breathed, repeating his name over and over again, moaning for him, my body still shuddering with the aftershocks of my orgasm.

"You're mine, mate," he said right before his lips slammed against my own and his orgasm rocketed through his body making his cock swell and jerk inside me. My succubus was already there feeding though, this time it wasn't a jerking forced thing, she was reveling in it, taking what she needed and then some, and enjoying every second.

After a few moments we broke the kiss and Magnus carefully eased out of me, his cock still semi-hard, as he lowered me down to the floor from where he'd had me pinned. Ausar was there with a warm washcloth, and when I collapsed onto the bed, he helped clean me up.

Magnus, Logan, and Casper were all on the bed already when my sphinx joined us once more. Sleep dragging us all under now that we'd all found the bonding and release that we needed.

15

Buttercup

I'd never felt so well loved and so exhausted from said loving than I did the next morning when I woke up. The guys were amazing, and judging by the low rumble of male voices and the smell of bacon and coffee wafting through the air, even more so now since it seemed like someone was cooking breakfast. My stomach growled as though it wanted to hurry me out of bed.

The rest of my body, however, protested when I started to move. It was like I'd done an intense workout but hadn't bothered with the cool down or stretching, which I guess was kind of true. My body still had that oddly full feeling though, but that didn't stop my belly from complaining about not having any of that bacon in it yet.

I pushed out of bed and pulled on one of the T-shirts I found on the floor. It must have belonged to one of the guys because it fit me more like a dress, a very short one, but a dress nonetheless. After taking care of my morning routine I padded out into the kitchen.

"Good morning, sweetness," Magnus said coming over to me and wrapping me up in a bear hug.

"That food smells amazing," I said, my voice low and scratchy, partially from sleep and partially from the multiple orgasms the night before.

"Breakfast is my favorite meal of the day," Casper said, turning to face me with one of my aprons on, while he gestured with a greasy spatula. "I can't do you a full English, but at least you've got some bacon and eggs."

He served some up on a plate which he handed to me, as well as dropping a kiss