The Devil's Kiss - By Stacey Kennedy Page 0,67

take my lips. His kisses were slow and savoring. He didn’t rush anything about it. There was no heat in them, just love and adoration. This wasn’t about ravishing my body, he wanted to enjoy it.

I grabbed onto his shirt, pulled him closer, and our lips met with the softest of touches. With every glide of his tongue, caress of his lips, I melted into him further.

He sighed deeply, then released me. His expression shone of intense longing. “What do I have to do to show you? To get you to see that my only wish is your happiness? To give you everything you ever wanted?”

“I believe you,” I whispered. And I did. I believed he would give me everything I wanted and more. I would never go without. Never be in danger again. He would protect me always. I didn’t doubt it for a moment.

His face softened and he leaned back in to take my lips. Seconds later, I was naked. I wasn’t sure which of us did it, but it didn’t matter. All that mattered was that his soul was connected to mine, and we were about to deepen our bond.

There was nothing dominating about him, nothing that pushed for this. He lowered me back slowly until I lay on the ground before him, then he lifted his head to gaze upon me. “You are utterly exquisite.”

I blinked. When my vision returned, he was naked too.

I rejoiced in seeing his brilliant body. Every muscle cut splendidly, hard lines defining his sculpted physique. Nearly bald head, high cheekbones, dark eyes were all superb. He was all mine to savor and enjoy. His square chest meshed with deeply defined abs that led to a glorious V, which met large-toned thighs, and a perfect part that made him purely male.

He lowered himself between my legs, and kissed along my neck, nibbling, teasing until I began squirming beneath him, urged him to take my body and claim me. His hand ran the length of my body and he reached down, tested my readiness for him. When I soaked his fingers with a pure need to have him, he groaned deeply.

“I would take the time to pleasure you until you are well satisfied, but I fear we do not have the time. I need to take you.” His voice was tight with urgency.

His words confused me. Why didn’t we have time? We were meant to be together. Why did we have to rush? When he pressed himself against me, thoughts fled my mind. I moaned as he slowly entered me. He slid inside me and spread my thighs wider with his legs to give him a deeper reach.

Nothing felt more beautiful.

He didn’t thrust deeply, but moved slowly, his eyes glowed as he looked down at me. I lifted my hips to meet his as little flickers of pleasure began to overtake me. Finally, everything felt just as it should be. To feel skin against skin and know our bond was at last settling into place.

My soul was thrilled—I was his.

This was nothing about possession. This was about two souls that were meant to belong together finally becoming one. I reached up to cup his face as he began to increase his speed. Never had my body responded like this, my body was completely and utterly aroused by him.

Without as much as a hard thrust, he had me climaxing, his body hitting the perfect spot over and over again. He was meant to be inside me, the perfect length and thickness to hit the source of my pleasure constantly.

As my body tightened around him, he lowered his head to mine so our gazes locked, unable to look away from each other. “Yes, give yourself to me.”

Only a stroke later, my orgasm tore through me, leaving me to shudder beneath him. He never stopped moving slowly. Never stopped gazing at me. The longer it continued, the more he glowed. Apparently, he needed this to seal our bond, to feel me give myself enough to orgasm because he was overjoyed.

Within minutes, he had me right there again, but this time his face was intense, he was about to finish.

Just then, a scream cut through the sensation.

“What was that?” I gasped, my orgasm exploded through me, even though my mind was telling me that something was wrong. Magnus began pumping harder, needing to finish.

A hard slap on my face startled me.

“What?” I managed as the lingering effects of my release tingled.

Magnus let out a deep groan as