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An instant electric shock tears through me the second our lips connect. Passion rises hot and fast, and suddenly it feels like I’m on fucking fire.

Hungry.

Wanting.

And what’s the object of my desire?

Her. Only her.

I kiss and lick my way down her chest and belly to the soft skin on the inside of her thighs, exploring her body in the best possibly way.

She lifts up on her elbows, legs splayed, hair a wild mass of curls haloing her pretty face.

“You're staring again.”

“Damn right I am.”

That earns me the tiniest smile. I lean closer to her sweet core, letting my gaze linger without apology.

“Do you have any idea what you look like to me right now?”

Her throat works.

“Based on your expression, I'm guessing either really good or mildly terrifying.”

A laugh escapes me.

“Really fucking good.”

Her cheeks flush.

There she is. My Sweet. My Little Witch.

I squeeze my fingers around her thighs, holding her open, and those strange golden sparks immediately dance over my skin.

“You're doing that again.”

“Doing what?”

“Making my magic act weird.”

“Your magic seems pretty smart to me.”

“Damian.”

“What?”

She looks at me for a long moment.

Then quietly, “No one's ever looked at me like you do.”

Fuck. There it is again. That ache in my chest I don't know what to do with.

So I do the only thing I can. I lean closer and I drop a hot, open mouthed kiss on her pussy.

“Then everyone before me was a fucking idiot.”

Her breath catches.