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I’d seen this booth of gorgeous flowers and knew it was perfect to celebrate her win of the party and I had still thought we’d be together after it.
Okay, it worked out that way but only because her heart was too big. I was still an asshole. I grabbed the bunches I’d fibbed and said were for the party and locked up before bringing everything back to the house. I put two of the bunches in waterin the sink, the fruit on the counter, and then wrapped the last one in the only vase I could find for her room.
“You left,” she whispered when I came back in. “Why did you leave? You think you can just come and go in my bed?”
I flinched and almost dropped the vase the pain in her voice was so thick. “I went to get your flowers I bought today.”
“What?” she gasped, sitting up and blinking in the mostly dark room. She turned on the light on the nightstand and her eyes went wide as she took in the huge bunch of Gerber daisies. “Wow, those are gorgeous.”
“You’re gorgeous, these are just pretty,” I muttered, setting the vase down on her dresser and moving closer. “I hid them in the brewhouse, and you get up so early I wanted to surprise you.” I sat on the bed next to her and leaned over, kissing her cheek. “I wasn’t going to turn down your invite to sleep here. I just wanted to spoil you a bit.”
“Thank you, my ogre,” she purred, pulling my head down for a kiss. “I’m sorry I keep doubting you but—”
“I know, we’re new and I messed up. We’ll get there when I earn your trust back.” I slid my hand under the covers and cupped her breast. “When I show you that you’re mine.”
“Am I?” she challenged, giving me a heated look. “I must have missed that.”
I growled, having thought my dick was spent but apparently not. I undressed and moved over her, eating her out before making love to her in a way that seemed to shock her.
And that she really liked.
“I’m falling in love with you, Adrena,” I panted when we were done. “I know that’s what this is. Don’t give up on your dumb ogre. Please?”
“Never,” she whispered, hugging me to her when I got choked up. “You belong here with me. I feel it too. Just fight to make it over this bump, and I believe we’ll be okay.”
Thank fuck.
I cleaned her up again and pulled her to lay on my chest, loving how she fit against me, feeling so perfect and peaceful with her leg thrown over mine. This was what I’d always longed for, wanted, and didn’t even know it. And not just with any woman, I knew that. I wanted it with her.
She was everything.
I woke with a gasp, wet heat wrapped around my cock. I blinked up and Adrena was sitting on my little ogre.
She smiled sweetly at me. “He was poking me and begging for attention. I thought I’d show you why you shouldalwaysstay in my bed.”
“Show me,” I agreed, moving my hands behind my head. I moaned as she started moving, itching to touch her but knowing that wasn’t the game we were playing.
Or apparently, I was wrong again.
“Touch my clit, my ogre. Grab my ass and show me you think it yours.”
Yeah, that was a much better idea. I did both, groaning as she played with her own tits. She was dripping all over my cock, and I was about to lose my mind when she orgasmed. I followed her right over and it was perfect.
Topped with another round of hot sex in the shower where I learned Ireallyliked doggy style and fucking my witch good. Plus, the sounds she made echoing in the bathroom just got me seriously hot.
“Now that was better than coffee,” she purred as I showered her. “You’re doing a good job to reach your goal, my ogre.”
“Spoil you?”
She chuckled in that sated, sultry way I loved. “That too, but I meant making me a Finn addict. Tallulah told me she offers up every first she had with her virgin lover and I do meaneveryfirstand it was awesome. They’re working on every acre of her vast land too.”
“Shit, that’s hot,” I moaned, realizing I had felt the magic this morning too. I just associated it with her and how amazing it was that I didn’t differentiate magical tingling from sex to be separate from tingling from sex.
I actually felt bad for people who didn’t get to be with witches or in tune with the magic around them.
She was thrilled when she saw the fresh fruit I’d picked for her. She used them to make us pancakes which were my favorite when she made them. And part of that was her amazing fruit syrups.
“One day maybe you should expand and sell those too, cinnamon,” I suggested as I cut into a huge stack. “Those are amazing.”
