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Chapter Twenty-Three
Jack
Inever imagined myself to be the type of warlock who would find joy in the simple act of watching my witch partner sleep. But as I lay on my side, watching the soft rise and fall of Claire’s chest, I was completely content. The world fell away. She surrendered herself to the exhaustion that had overtaken her once my knot had finally released her.
And I couldn’t stop touching her. My hand drifted down her side, following the generous curve of her hips down to the slope of her thigh. I’d always known she was gorgeous, but what was beneath her clothes was more than I could have ever dreamed of.
Claire’s eyes slid open. Her breath hitched as my hand roamed across the swell of her breast, the nipple becoming taut and ready for attention as my thumb stroked across it.
Raising herself onto her elbow, her eyes slid down to my cock. It had grown hard and ready for her the moment her eyes had opened, ready to see her through the duration of her heat.
And beyond.
I watched, mesmerized, as she raised herself and swung a leg over my knees. I situated myself under her, knowing what was to come next. My balls clenched at the thought of her taking me this time around.
Reaching down with her small hand, she wrapped her fingers around my girth. A hiss escaped her lips, her eyelids growing heavy as she focused on the slide of her hand up and down my length. My balls grew heavy, needing to be emptied inside her, but I let her take her time to explore me.
“Every time I imagined what you’d look like, I never got it quite right,” she admitted. A blush colored her cheeks despite the way she was taking control of my body. She then bent down, placing a tender kiss on the tip. I moaned, my eyes trying to close against the sensation, but I refused to close my eyes to this and miss a moment of her exploration. Her tongue darted out, swiping the precum onto her tongue and moaning.
“Gods, Claire,” I managed. I’d die with that vision burned into my eyelids. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.
“You’re so much bigger than I imagined.” Her movements grew quicker as she ran the glove of her hand down my cock. I could scent her growing slick. My cock twitched as my nostrils flared, dragging in the scent of her. Her eyes closed and then she moaned, coming down onto my cock and taking it fully into her mouth.
She relaxed her jaw, taking in as much of me as she could handle. Then, she began working a steady rhythm between her hand and her mouth. Her hot, wet mouth was so godsdamned hot and felt so good that I nearly came right there. Reaching down, I braced my hands on her shoulders. She was moaning around my cock now, the humming sensation driving me closer to the edge.
But I knew she’d simply been given a reprieve. Her heat was coming back full force. I could feel it. Could scent it. Soon, she’d be lost to it and I needed to be inside her.
“Claire, you can suck me off later,” I managed. “Right now, I need to be inside that beautiful cunt of yours.”
She whimpered and released my cock with a final farewell lick before adjusting her body over mine. Positioning her wet heat above the swollen head, her slick allowed her to ease her down onto my cock. She closed her eyes as she bent back, bracing her hands on my thighs as she took in the length of me. I’d never seen anything more gorgeous.
Slowly, she began to rock back and forth, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone as my length slid in and out of her. Her movements were becoming more disjointed, more frantic, as her need for me grew. Slick slid down her inner thighs and it was my turn to moan, more turned on than I’d ever been in my life.
Atop me, she bounced, needing more of me, needing that swell. Her body begged for my knot, a knot I was beginning to understand was meant only for this one witch. Her tits bounced as she sought that high, her pussy clenching and shuddering around me.
I grasped her hips to me, stilling her movements as much as possible as she continued to bounce frantically.
“Need,” she cried, words nearly beyond her as her heat once again became more frenzied. Her hair clung to her face as she brought herself forward, resting her hands on my biceps.
“I know, baby,” I said, my teeth clenched. “And I’m going to give you everything you need.”
My knot swelled inside her, claiming my witch’s body as she shuddered around me. She let out a yell as I locked inside her, falling further forward as she buried her face in the crook of my neck. She was mewling, moaning, panting as my knot continued to swell inside her.
As my release hit, I groaned, flooding her with my seed. I claimed her womb once again, making her mine, even if only for a little while. I didn’t know what the future held, but right now, Claire Landon was all mine and no one else’s.
And no matter what happened, I knew I would always remain hers. Even if she didn’t remain mine.
Her hips continued to jerk, still connected to my knot. I reached down, kneading and fondling her fleshy ass. She moaned into my neck. The sound spurred me on. I raised my hand, delivering a soft thwack to the sweet mound. At first, Claire gasped, and I wondered if I’d gone too far.
But then she bit her lip and moaned, bucking upward.
“Like that?” I asked, surprised as I felt her pussy clench around me. My stomach dipped as she moaned and then delivered a worried, desperate, one-word reply.
“Please?”
I grinned, damned pleased with myself and the saucy witch straddling me. I delivered another soft spat to her ass, with just a little more force this time. My cock was still knotted inside her, damming my cum inside her delicious heat. As her ass bounced beneath my hand, she released a flood of slick around my cock. This time, it was me that let out a long moan.
“Such a good little witch,” I praised her, rubbing the spot where my hand had earlier met with her flesh. She jerked against me, her tits brushing against my chest, and I couldn’t resist thrusting up into her. The movement was shallow due to my knot still lodged inside her. “What will my good little witch do if I do this?”
