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Time seemed to slow down as we stood there, gazes locked, our connection palpable. The temperature rose from the heat of our lust.
I trembled, ready to demand he take the leap to claim me in the most primitive of ways. The anticipation was going to bring me to my knees.
The witch inside unfurled from her slumber, contemplating the merits of taking control of things to get what she wanted.
His eyes narrowed slightly and a birring scraped down our bond warning me of exactly who was in control. Amazingly, nothing in me bristled at the notion.
I must have subconsciously communicated whatever Casimir was waiting on because his hands squeezed then released in a flash. His arms lifted out to his sides like he was an offering.
An offering for me and me alone.
A delicious flame ignited instantly, burning its way through my veins. My heart thundered causing my chest to heave. My channel swelled in carnal anticipation. It was the sweetest of tortures.
I looked down to his jutting erection, hard and purpleing from the amount of blood feeding his desire. He took himself in hand and confidently stroked his length once. Twice. On the third a bead of liquid bubbled at the tip.
Groaning, I licked my lips and widened my stance.
He inhaled sharply, still stroking himself as he stared intently between my legs. My hips thrusted forward into the space between us, seeking relief.
“Casimir,” I whispered. “Please.”
He inched closer. Slowly. Far too slowly.
I needed him to close the distance, to join us as one. I was empty and needed him to fill me up. Approaching the point of desperation, I sent all the licentious cravings I was feeling across our bond.
Casimir grunted, slapping both palms against the wall on either side of my head. I considered reaching for the enlarged shaft bobbing between us.
“Who am I?” he growled, arms shaking with restraint.
“Casimir,” I whispered.
“Try again.”
My lungs filled with a deep inhale. I could taste the sexual need exuding from both our bodies. The heady combination torched any hesitancy I may have had left.
“My mate.”
Featherlight, knuckles skimmed my mound. “Who does this wet little quim belong to?”
“You.”
Dragging his arm higher, he settled his palm on my breast. “And this?”
“You.”
Fingernails carefully scraped up my chest until his palm settled over my heart. “And you? Who do you belong to?” he demanded.
My pulse thundered. His fingernails pressed into my chest without breaking the skin, silently demanding an answer. I was suffocating. Not from his hold but from my own agony that we had yet to join.
I didn’t need air. I need him.
“Raven.”
“You,” I rasped. “I belong to you.”
“Don’t ever forget it.”
Shadows jerked me off the ground, lifting my body to align with his. Casimir lowered his hand and swiped a thumb down my slit. Shoots of magic sprouted forth from the very heart of me, something I had no idea was possible.
