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I should ignore him until he leaves. But when the pulse between my legs pounds faster as he jerks his hips and drags those cockheads over the magical barrier, an ache forms deep in my core that I can’t resist.
It looks like my body wants the Boogie Man just as much as he wants mine.
ChapterFourteen
ALIENOR
Knowing that the beautiful creature lurking at the boundary of my cottage can only feel pleasure in my presence is beyond thrilling.
His large hand fists his cock at the base, turning it the color of blood wine.
My lips part, and I lean forward in the bathtub, trying to get a better look. All four heads are so engorged that they look like they could burst. The salt crystals spilling from each slit make my mouth water for a taste.
“See something you like, Alienor?” he says in a low, seductive voice that makes my skin ripple.
Fuck yes.
A thousand times yes.
“Maybe?” I cup my breast, my thumb and forefinger drifting to my nipple.
He groans, and I feel like the most desirable woman in the world.
Sunlight glints off the claws of the Boogie Man’s leathery wings, making him look like an angel of death. He spreads them wide as though the broad wingspan is a mating dance, and the black markings across his chest writhe over his muscles.
It should be me running my hands over those hard planes and contours.
Or maybe my tongue.
As the sun disappears behind a cloud, my lust cools enough to make way for common sense. This is the creature who murdered Norbert in cold blood. I should be running for help, not running my fingers over my breasts.
My libido pushes forward, reminding me that the Boogie Man did it out of a possessive rage.
He wants me all to himself.
My common sense tells me to stop believing in smutty books. The Boogie Man will kill me the moment he divests me of my locket. But doesn’t that mean I can do whatever I want as long as the magic protects me from his claws?
He groans, long and deep, before bringing my knickers to his nose.
“Your scent is intoxicating,” he moans.
“Really?” I ask through shallow breaths.
“The very finest.” He runs his long tongue along my gusset.
Tingles invade my pussy, and I squeeze my thighs together, trying to create a little friction.
Fuck.
I want him to get that scent from its source.
I want him to roll that tongue over my clit.
I want him to feast on my pussy until my body expires.
“Open your legs,” he rasps. “You must never hide your beauty from me. Ever.”
“You think it’s beautiful?” I ask.
