Page 6 of Magnus

“Fuck, you taste sweet,” he growled against my mouth.

His words brought me back to my senses. What the hell was I doing? Kissing the man who’d just exposed me? A man who now held my future in his enormous hands. A man I barely knew.

Summoning every ounce of willpower, I pulled back, shocked at myself. “I-I can’t… I need t-to go,” I stammered.

Magnus’s voice was gruff as he said, “You kiss like an innocent.”

My cheeks burned, giving him the answer to his unspoken question. One kiss and he’d reduced me to a blubbering wreck. So much for holding him at arm’s length.

Shaking my head, I turned on my heel and fled the room. I had no idea where I was going. I just knew I had to get away from here. From him.

I hit the button for the elevator with a shaking hand and rushed in. Grabbing the handrail, I leaned my head against the wall and tried to steady my breathing.

My lips still tingled from Magnus's kiss. It had been so sudden, so passionate—the last thing I expected considering the tenuous situation. My body burned. My nipples were hard peaks, and my pulse thrummed between my legs.

Part of me wanted to march back into his office and pick up where we'd left off. But the rational part of my brain screamed that getting involved with Magnus was dangerous. He knew I was a traitor. Nothing good could come of it. I needed to do what I should’ve done when I received that first email from my blackmailer—run. Fast and far.

My shoulders sagged, and I closed my eyes. I’d never experienced desire like this before. The way Magnus held me, his lips urgent yet tender... My body seemed beyond my control. I wanted him despite barely knowing him. Was this physical attraction? Or something deeper—a recognition of the strange connection between us?

Either way, it wouldn't happen again. I was well and truly up shit creek without a paddle. My mission was a bust, and Magnus wanted to know who had hired me. He wanted my secrets. I needed to disappear. Now.

My eyes flew open as the elevator jerked to a stop, and someone stepped inside. Oh, God. He’d followed me. I watched as the doors slid shut, and Magnus hit the stop button. Then he turned to me, his heated gaze sliding over my body. Dear God, what was happening to me?

He stepped closer and pulled me to him. “No one runs from me, little one. We’re not done talking.”

And then his mouth was on mine again. I wanted to tell him that this wasn’t talking, but he stole my breath and my words. I’d never felt anything like this… Whatever this was. It was more than desire. It was a bone-deep need. I barely knew him, but he felt like the missing part of me.

But that was impossible. Wasn’t it?

Magnus’s hand moved, releasing the buttons on my blouse. Goosebumps erupted as he bared my skin. His mouth left mine and trailed fire down my neck. When his teeth grazed my neck, I whimpered and gripped the handrail behind me to stop myself from reaching for him.

My body no longer belonged to me. It was at the mercy of the man currently laying siege to my defenses. I had no idea what was happening to me. I only knew that everywhere he touched me, I felt more alive.

I barely had a moment to register his hand sliding up my thigh before it settled over my sex. He took advantage of my gasp, thrusting his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine. His fingers toyed with my panties, and I found myself moving against his hand, wanting more. God, so much more! The delicious friction stole all logical thought as I melted into a tangle of need and heightened nerve endings. Instinctively, I opened my legs, allowing him better access to my throbbing flesh—flesh that had known no other touch but mine. Until now.

“Oh, God. what is this?” I choked as broke the kiss and sucked my earlobe into his warm mouth.

I closed my eyes, trying to understand the craving my body had instigated without my permission. It was his scent. Jesus, he smelled good. Amazing. I wanted to paint my skin with his heady fragrance.

Mine.

The claim came from some unfamiliar, deeply buried part of me.

Grabbing behind my knee, Magnus hiked my leg over his hip and slid my panties aside, parting my slick folds with his thick fingers. Fire licked through my veins, and a furnace erupted in my lower belly. I was wet. So wet.

My head fell back against the elevator wall, and I moved one hand from the railing, wrapping it around his neck. I needed to touch him. Needed him to steady me as the rest of the world fell away.

“So wet for me, sweet girl,” he grunted, swirling his finger over my pearl.

His lips met mine, and he swallowed my gasps. My eyes flew open as he slipped his fingertip inside me. His russet eyes watched me carefully as he growled and pushed further inside.

“Oh. That feels so”—my moan echoed off the metal walls—“so good!”

His forehead landed softly against mine as my hips moved desperately against his hand. He added another finger, stretching me out. “Jesus, you’re so fucking tight. You’re going to feel so good wrapped around my cock.”

My fingernails dug into his neck, and I hissed as I felt a pinch of pain.

Magnus stopped moving, his fingers still inside me. “Move when you’re ready.”

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