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When I broke this kiss, I whispered, “Good boy,” into his lips.
Maddox snarled and bit my lower lip so I couldn’t get away. Laughter chimed out of me. My head swam. The waves of my orgasm still fluttered through my body, making my fingertips tingle as I traced the beads of sweat rolling down Maddox’s chest.
“Are you ready to go again?” He raised a brow, that light still flickering in his eyes.
He clearly expected me to say no. I wasn’t a meek woman, though. I never had been. I’d simply been living in fear, and that era of my life was over. I would never go back.
Grinning, I boldly said, “Yes.”
Maddox bucked and rolled us over once more. I nearly pouted when he slid out of me, but that was only so he could flip me over onto my stomach.
“It’s time mywifegets to sit back and let me do all the work.” Maddox slid his fingers into me again.
This time, he bent them ever so slightly to find that perfect spot deep inside me. I cried out when he grazed it the first time. The second time, I had to pull a pillow over my mouth to keep from screaming. I was still so sensitive from my first climax that every little brush was like another orgasm. I shuddered to think of what my next big O would feel like.
While he kept his fingers at work inside me, Maddox leaned over me and trailed a line of kisses down my spine. His lips were so gentle. He took his time, each kiss in time with the flick of his fingers.
I never knew that lovemaking could be like this. I’d had no idea that men could be so in tune with my body. He left me craving more and more. At this rate, I truly would exhaust his beast with my ravenous desire.
Moaning into the pillows where his scent filled my nose, I could barely find the breath to tell him to fuck me—not beg,demand. Maddox seemed to understand, though. He pulled back and spread my legs. I waited, biting my lip as I held my breath in anticipation. The first brush of him at my entrance made me gasp as if I hadn’t already had him inside me once.
From this position, lovemaking became a whole new experience. Maddox filled me until his body was pressed firm against my buttocks. He kissed the back of my neck again which drew little shivers out of me. When he laughed into my skin, I almost moaned again. Every part of him against me created a whirlwind of sensation.
This serious, brooding man cast aside his guises. He showed me a part of himself that I doubted anyone else had ever seen, even Paige—because I was sure she never would have let him go had she caught a glimpse of the man beneath it all.
“Come on,” I said, fisting the sheets. “Fuck me.”
Maddox pinned me to the mattress and did as I commanded. His strokes started slow, only to pick up pace as he went on. I could hear him growling behind me like he was about to lose control. A pale blue glow, perhaps from the light of his beast in his eyes, enveloped the room.
Maybe we weren’t mates, but I could feel his soul inside me in this moment. I would have gladly given him my own, too. Our love for each other ran deeper than the rivers in the underworld. Maddox belonged to me, and I belonged to him in turn.
I came, face down, screaming into his pillows. His fingers dug into my skin as he pumped into me, never pausing to let my orgasm fade. Over and over, he stroked my climax into a greater flame. I thought it would burn me up from the inside. I’d never felt such heat before. It was like staring into the sun. I would gladly let it blind me if that’s what it took to be with Maddox.
But my arcana rose and roiled with its deep sea of chilly magic to cool the burn searing my insides. The power spread out like waves reaching for the dry shore. Though my arcana searched for a body to raise, Maddox took the power and drank it down. I wasn’t a danger to him. I wasn’t going to accidentally drain him of his life.
And it wasfreeing.
Behind me, Maddox came. He pressed himself along my back and bucked in the throes of his final climax. I moaned with each new wave of pleasure. When his seed spilled inside me, a new sensation burst to life and sent me tumbling into a sea of pleasure unlike any other.
Was this what my friends were experiencing on the daily? Did Vi and Ness have mind-blowing sessions like this? My breath came fast. A fine layer of sweat dewed across my skin. I suddenly understood why Ness and Ryder were trying to start a family.
We remained there, together, for a long while. I listened to the sound of Maddox’s breathing and marveled at what we’d done. We basked in the afterglow until a face phased through the wall.
I groaned. It was a goddamn miracle that we’d gotten this much time to ourselves, but I still wanted to scream and throw things at the ghost prying into our privacy.
You know what?
I chucked a pillow at the ghost. It went right through him, but it still satisfied the angry part of my brain. “Get out!”
Maddox rose just enough to put himself between me and the unseen threat. For a moment, I wondered how he knew where the ghost was. Could he see it? Then I realized that he was shielding me from the direction I’d thrown the pillow.
The ghost chuckled. “What did I interrupt here?”
“Let me guess, you’re the pervy uncle that died alone?” I was being cruel, but this was a major invasion of privacy. The man could have goneanywhereelse.
“You know, I don’t think my family had a pervy uncle figure,” the man said with his hand to his chin in thought.
“That meansyouare the pervy uncle,” I grumbled. “Why are you here? Couldn’t this plea for help wait? You’re not in any danger, and you don’t seem eager to move on to the afterlife.”
“I hate this,” Maddox said under his breath.
He kept glancing in the ghost’s direction. There wasn’t much Maddox could do. He protected me from material threats while I had to deal with the immaterial on my own. Sure, that was the balance of a power couple, but I really wished he could chase this damn ghost away.
The ghost slicked back his thinning hair and flashed me a grin that was missing a couple of teeth at the corners. His seventies attire made me wonder if he’d been dead a long time or if he’d been a man wishing to live in another decade. Throwback fashion always confused me because it made dating ghosts difficult.
“I came to ask if you’d seen Hel anywhere recently.”
My heart sank.
