The vines started to grow, trailing down the bookshelf and snaking their way across the hardwood toward Briggs. He growled softly before giving her a stern look. “Behave, my mate.”
“Touch me,” she repeated, her fingers rubbing her clit in firm circles.
“You know I can’t,” he said as the vines grew closer. “Control your magic, little witch, or I walk away, and this stops.”
She pouted at him, but he gave her a look that promised he would do what he said. She took a few deep breaths, her fingers stilling on her clit as she tried to control the magic within her.
“Good girl,” Briggs praised when the vines retreated. He held up the vibrator. “Do you want to be rewarded for listening to your mate?”
“Yes,” she said eagerly, her hips rising and her fingers circling her clit faster. “Please, Briggs.”
He growled to her, and her body quivered in anticipation when, being careful not to touch any part of her skin with his hand, Briggs turned on the vibrator and brought it to her pussy. He rubbed it along her slit, pressing it lightly against her entrance before sliding it up to her clit.
She cried out at the sensation, her hips arching and her free hand grabbing at the couch. “Oh my God, Briggs!”
“Does that feel good, baby?” he asked.
She nodded, and he pressed the vibrator against her aching clit again. She moaned, her hips rising and falling as pleasure drenched her entire body.
“No,” she gasped when Briggs pulled the vibrator away. “I was so close.”
“Shh, baby,” he said, pressing the vibrator against her entrance. “I want to see your little pussy take this.”
He pushed lightly, and she moaned as he slid it deep into her pussy. Briggs groaned, his free hand rubbing at the erection she could clearly see through his sweatpants. His eyes were dark brown now, and white fur was mixed with the dark stubble on his jaw.
“So fucking beautiful,” he muttered, his gaze arrowed in on her pussy as he pushed the vibrator in and out.
“Briggs,” she gasped as the pleasure grew in her body. “Briggs, I’m going to come.”
“Yes,” he growled. “Show me how pretty you look when you’re coming, my mate.”
She moaned, her hips rocking wildly back and forth as Briggs thrust the vibrator in and out of her aching pussy. She touched her clit, skated her fingers across that throbbing bundle of nerves, and that was all it took.
She came with a harsh cry, her pussy tightening around the vibrator as the pleasure exploded within her in a shower of bliss and light. Her magic hummed in her veins, a crackle of power that hit every nerve ending and made the plants on the bookshelf shiver wildly.
“Good mate,” Briggs growled. “Such a good mate to come for me.”
He suddenly groaned loudly, and then he pulled the vibrator from her pussy. He shut it off and tossed it on the couch beside him before falling back against the cushions, his big chest heaving.
Cece sat up and wrapped the blanket around her. Holy God, she’d just let Briggs use a vibrator on her, and had an orgasm while he watched and called her his good mate. She stared wide-eyed at him as he sucked in a deep breath.
“You okay, baby?”
She nodded, staring at him in confusion when his body shook lightly. “Um, are you?”
“Other than coming in my fucking pants, yeah,” he said.
Her gaze dropped to his crotch, her mouth dropping open when she saw the wet spot on the front of his sweatpants. Surprise, a fresh bolt of heat, and smug satisfaction rushed through her at once.
“Briggs…”
“I know,” he said with a, can you fucking believe this, tone in his voice that instantly made her burst into giggles.
She laughed hard, holding her stomach as Briggs first grinned, then started to laugh as well. They sat on the couch together, laughing like idiots for nearly five minutes, before their laughter finally ebbed and they simply stared at each other with identical grins.
“Thank you,” Cece finally said.
“I should be thanking you,” he said. “That was the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
