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He smiled, savoring that she was sucking his pecs again and moaning at the same time. She was as eager as he was.
When his hips arched, she rose up and straddled him. He nodded his encouragement as she reached between her legs to hold his cock in place then lowered her sex onto him.
The moment he felt her wetness, he groaned heavily once more. He was where he’d wanted to be for a long time now.
Her whole body undulated as he began to push inside her. “Oh, Connor.”
Her voice sounded loud in the garden. “Do we need to worry about the neighbors?”
She shook her head. “The spell blocks the noise.”
He groaned when she rolled her hips. “Thank God for your witchness.”
After she’d rocked over him several times, he had an idea of his own. “Let me.”
With her lips parted, she nodded then leaned over him, balancing herself with her palms planted on his chest. He began to thrust, rocking his hips and driving deeper into her each time until he was fully seated.
She cried out. “You have no idea how good this feels.”
He had to disagree. “Trust me, I have an inkling.”
He realized then she had tears in her eyes. “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this way as a witch. I thought part of what I’d lost because of the alter was the ability to be passionate. But Connor, I’m coming apart here.”
He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her close so that her head was on his shoulder. “It’s okay. I know I said this to you earlier, but I’ll say it again now: let it go.”
He felt her sob again. He was buried deep, and the woman was crying. Maybe it was a witch thing, that she was communicating with him in ways not human at all, but he felt her pain and how deep it was. He closed his eyes and while she wept, he remained very still except for his hands which he used to rub her back and shoulders.
After a minute or two, her tears subsided and she grabbed for her t-shirt and wiped her nose and face. “You’re such a kind man, Connor. Thank you. I don’t know why that happened.”
He pushed her hair away from her face. “It doesn’t matter. You’ve been through a lot and not just tonight.”
She kissed him, her body pulling on what was still hard. She moaned again, then lifted up. “I want to be on my back.”
Connor’s turn to moan. He caught her bottom in one hand, holding her tight against him. With great care, he rolled them both over so he could stay connected. It was a bit tricky, but he had enough girth to get the job done.
At the same time, his fangs began to emerge, something he couldn’t help, something he wanted to do with Iris badly.
But now that she was beneath him, what was very male in him took over. He moved into her, all the way.
Then he went to work.
~ ~ ~
Iris rolled her head back and forth on the cool grass, her body eased with each drive of Connor’s cock, each thrust like heaven.
She wasn’t sure why she’d lost it, except that her grief about living in Five Bridges and being separated from all that she’d once loved and cherished, whether through death or the alter, had somehow come down to this moment with Connor. Now she was looking up at him, his shoulder-length hair moving in waves as he thrust, his blue eyes almost intense as he pushed into her.
She rubbed her thumb over his lips. He’d been nothing but kind throughout the entire difficult night, and now he was making love to her.
He leaned down as he thrust, connecting his chest to hers and kissing her.
She surrounded his back with her arms, gliding her hands gently over his thick muscles. She loved how he felt, moving as he was. His whole body was engaged in the rhythmic, undulations that had her breaths coming in light pants. In response, her sex pulled on him, needing him, wanting what he could give her.
She gripped his ass, loving the flex and release of his b
uttocks. Her sex tightened. Was this really happening?
He began slowly nudging her chin aside, farther and farther until he was licking a line up and down her neck.
