Constant Cravings

by Tracey H. Kitts

  “Relax,” he said. “Ravishing you is not part of the cleansing process.” When I sighed he added, “I’m saving that for later.”

  I couldn’t help it, I actually giggled. I hadn’t laughed like that since high school.

  “I’m sorry,” I said, still laughing softly. “You make me nervous, like I’m thirteen all over again.”

  Liam put his hand on my shoulder and, using the empty bowl, he started to pour the water over my back.

  “It’s all right. You may experience a range of emotions as the layers of your aura come clean.”

  “Should I keep talking?”

  “If you want to.”

  I rambled on for several minutes about everything that was on my mind. I told him about my great-grandmother being a witch and how I suspected my granny was, but didn’t have proof. I shared my feelings of isolation from my mother and from most people in general. I told him how after all that had happened, I was considering practicing witchcraft in order to strengthen my abilities. It surprised me that I was able to hold back about the true love spell.

  “That’s probably not a bad idea.”

  “Really?”

  “The craft often gives psychics some good grounding abilities. There are spells that should help to strengthen your shields.”

  “Good. It’d be nice not to accidentally watch people having sex.” He dropped the bowl.

  “Um, what?” Liam cleared his throat. “How did that happen?”

  “Nym stopped by today. Wait, that was yesterday now. Anyway, he came by my apartment to share some information.”

  “Already? He works fast, but this is a record even for him.”

  “It sounded like things just fell into place.”

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  Liam resumed pouring the water over my back and I told him what Nym passed along about the wolf king.

  “He’s right about him being a nice guy. I didn’t realize Marco was in town.”

  “You know each other?”

  “We’ve met before. Come here,” he said, pulling me back against him. “I need to wash your hair too.”

  I leaned back against his chest, enjoying the way his body felt next to mine. His cock was pressed against my lower back, but he wasn’t aroused. Still, I could hear his heart beating fast as I turned to put my face against his chest. Liam bent forward, propping his cheek on my forehead. When he wrapped his arms around me, I couldn’t believe how natural it felt.

  “When did you see Nym’s thoughts?” he asked.

  “When he went to leave. He mentioned something about my hair and when he touched my face I saw everything he’d done the night before.” The memories came flooding back to me in graphic detail and I tried to keep my body from reacting so strongly. “Maybe it’s because I’ve been lonely, but it’s been driving me crazy ever since.

  I mean I saw everything.”

  For whatever reason, Liam chose not to comment on this. Instead he picked up the bowl again and using one hand to keep the water from my eyes, started to wash my hair. This was incredibly relaxing. Having the warm water running over my scalp while his hand was pressed against my forehead nearly put me to sleep. Being next to him was definitely a thrill. However, there was something in his touch that soothed me as well.

  “I feel so safe with you,” I sighed.

  “You are.”

  “Good, because I can’t believe I met you a few days ago and we’re already naked.” His laugher rumbled beneath my ear.

  “I feel better now,” I said.

  “Confession is good for the soul.”

  “Well, I’ve certainly confessed enough.”

  “I think you’re ready for the potion.”

  I pulled back to look at him. “Really?” I knew I had to take it, but I didn’t want the relaxing bath to end. Not to mention I was really enjoying being pressed against him.

  “Unless there’s something else you want to confess?” he teased.

  Oh, like using a true love spell to see if you would show up? “Nope. Nothing else.” We got out of the tub and after drying off Liam said, “You don’t have to get dressed if you don’t want to.”

  My expression must have told him how surprised I was.

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  “After you take the potion, you will sleep for several hours. I thought you might be more comfortable naked.”

  “And where will I sleep?” Something told me I wouldn’t have time to get back to my place.

  He shrugged. “In my bed, of course.”

  “Of course.”

  He laughed at my sarcasm.

  “I don’t have to sleep with you.”

  “I wouldn’t mind.” Why was it I couldn’t stop myself from telling him the truth so bluntly? Was it something to do with his magic?

  “Great, because I have to be honest, I could use the rest.” I ran a hand through my short hair, feeling it slap against the back of my neck as I moved close to him.

  “I do believe there was a promise of ravishment?” His smile was wicked. “I haven’t forgotten.”

  I followed Liam into the bedroom, admiring the way the muscles of his long legs flexed with every step. He approached the magic circle and made a gesture as if opening a door.

  “You can enter the circle now,” he said.

  I stood beside him while Liam knelt down and stirred the potion. With a wooden ladle, he poured the silver mixture into a goblet.

  When he was finished he rose and handed me the cup.

  “You must drink it all,” he said.

  The potion had no smell and no taste. When I handed the empty goblet back to Liam I felt fine. However, by the time he closed the circle and I stepped out, I felt like I might faint.

  “Oh my goodness.”

  He moved to steady me. “I told you so.”

  Liam wrapped his arm more tightly around me. I took one step and my knees gave out.

  “Good thing the bed is close by,” he said.

  He swept me into his arms and even in my weakened state my heart fluttered.

  “Don’t worry,” he said, “I’ll save the ravishment for after you’re rested.” Even though I couldn’t look up at him, I could hear the smile in his voice. He laid me back against the cool sheets and I sighed.

  “This feels great. Are they satin?” I asked about the sheets.

  “Yes.”

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  He slid in beside me and pulled the comforter up to cover my breasts. I felt completely at ease as I used the last of my strength to roll toward him. Liam put his arm around me and I snuggled against his side.

  “I think this goes above and beyond the call of duty,” I said.

  “You mean you can tell I don’t welcome all my clients into my bed?” He laughed.

  “Besides, who says everything is about work? I like you and I want to help.”

  “Are you always so straightforward?”

  “There are two kinds of beings who don’t beat around the bush, fairies and werewolves.”

  “What about vampires?”

  “They’ve got all the time in the world, so they like to play games. At least the ones I’ve met did. Even though fairies are immortal, they’d much rather get on with being happy than toying with people. Still, I pity anyone involved in fairy politics, but that’s off topic.”

  I’d heard stories all my life about fairies playing tricks on unsuspecting individuals.

  I got the impression that Liam wasn’t talking about having fun, but making a reference to relationships.

  I was about to say how wonderful that sounded, but before I could open my mouth, I fell asleep.

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  I awoke to the feel of cool satin against my face and the smell of Liam’s cologne. I was lying face down with my limbs spread. I hadn’t slept so well in a long time. I rolled over as Liam crawled back in bed beside me. I thought he
looked even better when he’d just woken up. His long, white hair was tousled, giving him a wild look that his unusual eyes only strengthened.

  “I was considering making you breakfast, but I didn’t know how much longer you might sleep.”

  I smiled. “That’s sweet of you. What time is it?”

  “Noon. How do you feel?”

  I thought about it for a minute or two. I could still remember everything that happened to Rachel, and our entire relationship. There was no pain, no heartbreaking sadness.

  “Good,” I answered. “And surprisingly clear.”

  “In that case,” he said, moving closer, “I do believe there was some mention of ravishment.”

  A thrill ran through me as Liam pressed against me, rolling me to my back. He cradled my head in his hands as he kissed me deeply. His kiss sent shivers down my spine, making me wonder what his body was capable of if his kiss affected me so strongly.

  He slid his leg between my thighs, brushing against my bare pussy. My clit throbbed with just that simple touch. When he ran a hand between my legs, I gasped. I was already wet enough that he had no trouble slipping one finger inside me. I moaned as he dipped his finger in and out of my pussy. All the while, he stroked my clit with the heel of his hand.

  I arched upward, grinding against him.

  “I want you so bad.” As I spoke I reached down and took his cock in my hand.

  “We’ll get to that,” he promised.

  The soft press of his lips combined with the way he was stroking my clit was about to make me come. It had been awhile since I’d been with anyone and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold back.

  Then Liam whispered, “Come for me.”

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  stretch me as he thrust his fingers in and out of my soaking pussy and it intensified my release.

  “Please, Liam,” I said, still stroking his shaft with one hand. “I can’t wait any more.”

  He reached for the nightstand and took a condom out of the drawer. I watched him roll it on and was excited further by the sight.

  I pulled him down for a kiss as he positioned his hips between my thighs. He used the tip of his cock to stroke my clit a few more times before sliding down between my lips and entering me slowly.

  “Oh, you’re so big.”

  “Am I hurting you?”

  “No,” I said, taking him by the hips to pull him closer. “I can take it.” He smiled and his eyes sparkled with what I’d say was a mixture of desire and mischief.

  “You think you can take that?” he said, teasing me with a few more inches.

  No one had ever talked to me like this during sex before and it turned me on something fierce.

  “Try me.”

  He moved slowly and I felt my pussy stretching to the limit. I screamed as I tried to move, tried to grind against him, but he held me in place.

  “Easy,” he said, his voice husky. “I’m getting to the rest of it.” To my surprise I growled, “Stop teasing me and fuck me.” His eyes were almost black as he looked down at me, watching my expression as he thrust deep inside me. God, he was huge! I’d probably be sore later, but right now I wanted it hard.

  “Liam, I want you to choke me.” I surprised myself with the extent of my need.

  Just because I hadn’t had sex in a while didn’t mean I was inexperienced or didn’t know what I liked. Until Liam, I’d never been with a man who didn’t hesitate at such a request. He leaned over me, his face close to mine as he wrapped his hands around my neck.

  He applied just the right amount of pressure as he moved in and out, each thrust making a slapping sound against my wet pussy. I reached between our bodies, wrapping my hand around his shaft. I wanted to feel him as he moved in and out of me. I closed my eyes and wondered what it would look like, to see him splitting me in two, stretching me open with each thrust.

  The thought of this sent me over the edge.

  “I’m coming,” I whispered.

  Liam applied just a bit more pressure, closing his hands tighter around my neck.

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  came, stroking my pussy where it wrapped around his cock, feeling my muscles clench tight. The shortage of air intensified the rush throughout my body.

  He released me and I gasped, “Don’t stop.”

  “I wasn’t planning to.”

  He smiled as he brushed the hair back from my face. There was such tenderness in his expression as he said, “Now it’s my turn.”

  Liam kissed me with something beyond hunger or need. There was loneliness in his touch and I felt this as if it were my own emotion. I believe this was because of the connection we shared since our first kiss. The bond was growing stronger every time we touched.

  The longing in his kiss was almost more than I could take. I opened to him, letting his tongue plunge inside my mouth. I lost myself in his kiss, in his mouth and in the hard flesh pressing me into the bed. What I wanted was fast and hard, but Liam needed something more.

  His skin felt warmer, as if power of some kind was coursing through him. His lips burned wherever they touched me and when he bent down to reach my nipple I almost came again. He drew the taut flesh into his mouth, sucking it, flicking the peak with his tongue. His assault on my soft flesh was relentless and I loved it.

  He ran his tongue between my breasts, up my throat and finally to my ear. How did he know my ears were so sensitive? Was he reading my mind? He licked my ear from top to bottom and I shivered. But when he pulled my earlobe into his mouth I screamed. My pussy throbbed as he moved slowly inside me. I was so wet I was certain my juices were beginning to soak through the mattress.

  “How did you know?”

  Whatever else I was going to say was lost on a moan as his teeth grazed my ear.

  I writhed beneath him, grinding my pussy against him and wishing he would move faster. He nipped my earlobe again and I screamed so loudly it startled me.

  I reached up to run my fingers through his hair as I braced my feet against the bed for leverage. I began to move upward, thrusting myself against his hard cock. His tongue plunged between my lips, causing a tremor of pleasure to run through my body.

  When he reached between us to stroke my clit I almost came off the bed, I shook so hard. He stroked in fast circles even though he still slid slowly in and out of my pussy.

  Liam moaned as he tossed his hair back.

  Wet strands of white hair clung to his face and throat as he looked down at me. He was using his thumb to stroke my clit now and the pressure changed, becoming more intense and bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.

  “Your pussy is so tight,” he said, groaning as he moved slowly in and out again. He rubbed my clit faster as he spoke. “The way it feels around me…” His words trailed off.

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  No one had ever spoken to me like this before! Telling me the way I felt inside was such a turn-on. Liam watched me while he spoke, only now he was so lost to the moment that he began speaking in another language. It was sexy as hell. He rubbed my clit fast and hard.

  That was enough. My back arched off the bed as I came. The vibration of his yell echoed through my body as he held me tight. When I arched from the bed his hands moved to my ass, lifting me and holding my pussy against him so that he could thrust deeper inside me while he came. My muscles contracted so hard, I don’t know how he held onto me. I felt the pleasure ripple through my abs, rolling my body like a wave as I ground myself even harder onto his cock.

  When he finally released me I collapsed to the bed, covered in sweat and trembli
ng.

  He moved to slip the condom off. When he turned back to me the emotion in his eyes was more than I’d expected.

  He reached for me and I let him wrap me in his arms. Liam pulled me on top of him, flat against his chest. Then he kissed me. He didn’t just kiss my lips. He kissed my face, my eyelids, my throat. As he pressed his lips to my forehead the raw emotion was overpowering.

  “Did I hurt you?”

  I was surprised to see tears in his eyes. “No, I’m fine.” I hesitated. “Are you?”

  “I’ve never felt anything like that. The release was so intense. The tears are involuntary.” He laughed. “What must you think of me? Not only am I a fairy, but I cry after sex.”

  “I think it’s kind of sweet. It beats the hell out of rolling over and falling asleep.” Whatever I was still holding back, I knew I’d surrendered the moment I looked into his eyes. Even if he lived forever and I didn’t, I would spend what time with him I could, because I was falling in love with Liam Corrigan.

  He kissed me deeply once more, moaning into my mouth as he held me.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever been so intimate with anyone in my life,” I confessed.

  I rested my head against his chest and lay there for several heartbeats, gasping for breath and shedding more than involuntary tears.

  “I’m so relieved,” I whispered. “I know we’ve still got a ways to go before we know what happened with Rachel, but I’m just so relieved.” He stroked my back as I added,

  “And the sex was amazing.” Now I was crying in earnest and yet laughing at the same time.

  Liam started to laugh too.

  “So you understand where I’m coming from?”

  I sighed and settled back against him as our laughter subsided.

  “Where do we go from here?” I asked.

  “To the shower.”

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  I pinched him.

  “Ow!”

  “You know what I mean.”

  “To Marco’s club. It’s called Red. Rumor has it that’s his nickname for his girlfriend and a reference to Red Riding Hood.” He snickered. “I’ve always thought that was clever. But seriously, we’re going to the shower first.” 48

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  As we walked past the tub, Liam pulled the plug to let it drain.