MagicalKiss

by Virginia Cavanaugh

  “Fuuuck.” His finger traced her wet slit. “Bare. So fucking sexy.” His gaze rose to hers. “Do you know how many times I laid in bed thinking about your pussy?”

  She shook her head, wiggling her hips a little as another set of pulses coursed through her quim.

  Chehon continued to stroke her with languid movements of his hand. “I use to think about touching you here. I knew it would be soft, like satin. And so wet. Damn, I love how wet you are right now.”

  She moaned.

  “I thought about your pretty pussy a lot. I also thought about how it would taste. What sounds you would make as I lapped up your cream and sucked on your clit.”

  A shiver of delight racked her body. His erotic words had her anticipation climbing to a painful level. The tingling in her cunt increased and it drove her mad. She tried to buck her hips, letting him know silently what she needed. But he stayed with the same slow, lazy strokes.

  “Will you scream when you come for me? Or will you say my name on a whisper?”

  She closed her eyes whimpering once again. She’d scream, sigh and whatever the fuck he wanted as long as he would take her over that edge. “Please.”

  His hand left her flesh and she groaned, then gasped as his mouth replaced it. He licked her from anus to clit and then repeated the motion. The moan he released vibrated against her sensitive flesh with a delicious rumble.

  “Damn, you taste good.”

  She gripped his head and lifted her hips. His fingers sank into the skin of her ass and he growled as he went to work eating her cunt with fierce flicks of his tongue.

  “Hell yeah, Chehon. Feels good. Don’t stop.” Sparks crackled inside her as her power swelled to a new level. Each suck and lick brought her higher. Closer to the climax her body craved. His tongue fucked in and out of her core, then returned to giving her clit furious licks that had her squirming and panting. She pinched her own nipples and rolled them between her fingers. Blissful currents of satisfaction cascaded over her nerve endings. Her pussy pulsed and moisture rolled down, covering her anus.

  Pleasure built inside until she thought she would scream. The slick slide of his tongue against her lower lips had her purring and fisting his hair in her hands. Then the low throbbing started, pulsing in her clit and spreading through her pussy. “Chehon!” Her body quaked as her pussy pulsed, aching to be filled. The orgasm hit hard and she moaned long and loud as she arched her back, savoring every last spasm that racked her pussy.

  Her low level powers returned as the climax worked its way through her body. The low hum moved through her veins with a satisfying rhythm.

  She loosened her hold on his hair as the euphoria of post climax sat in. But still her body craved more. She felt his lips brush against the skin of her inner thigh. Her gaze met his as he crawled up her body. A quiver of desire drifted through her pelvis. With one hand he tore the tank top from his body and she couldn’t stop her hands from going to the taut flesh of his chest. His pectorals twitched as she ran her nails lightly down them. Washboard abs tightened as she trailed her fingertips across them, until she reached what she wanted. She made quick work of the fastenings.

  “Do you know how many times I’ve craved your touch?” He sucked her nipple into his mouth then released it.

  Breeze pushed at the waistband of his shorts and boxers, loving the slide of his lean hips under her palms. “Well, you’re about to get it.”

  With a featherlight caress, she traced her fingers up and down his hard cock. She watched as his eyes slid closed and his teeth sank into his lower lip. The change in his breathing excited her. Her gaze roamed over his body as she gave him pleasure. He held himself up with his hands braced on both sides of her head. Sexy was an understatement. Would this be the only time she would get to enjoy his body? She pushed the thought away. She couldn’t make this about anything more than the sex and magic. They had a job to do after this, but for now she would take all that she could from the experience and hopefully be able to pick up the pieces later.

  Her thumb rubbed the head of his cock and she spread the moisture of his precum in circles. The moan he released had her smiling as another drop of moisture rolled from her quim.

  “Damn, Breeze, that feels so fucking good, but I want to be inside you. I want to push in, balls deep, into your hot little pussy.”

  Lust coiled like a tight spring inside her at his words. She wanted that too. And somehow she knew she’d have given in to this desire before too long. This job had only sped things along. For once she would give herself to someone she cared about, even if she couldn’t let him know with words. She would try hard to tell him with her body.

  Her hand encircled his cock. He was thick. Her fingers didn’t quite meet her thumb. She spread her legs farther apart and rubbed the head of his cock across her wet slit. The both moaned at the contact. She placed him at her entrance and lifted her hips in invitation. As a carnal user, she didn’t have to worry about pregnancy or disease. Spells performed annually kept her safe from those things. And damn if she wasn’t thankful as his hot, thick erection slid home. No, she didn’t want any barrier between them. She wanted to feel every inch of him.

  He sank down to his forearms, his lips hovering above hers. “So tight. Feels so good to be inside you.”

  She sighed and he closed the distance between their mouths. Fused, body to body, they began the movement that was old as time. He kissed her deep and fucked her deeper. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he pumped in a steady rhythm against her. The waves climbed the shore and started licking at their joined bodies. Sand clung to them, rubbing against her skin like a coarse caress. But she didn’t care. She wouldn’t trade this moment. Not for anything.

  He nipped at her lips, her neck, mumbling sweet words of praise as he loved her body thoroughly. The slippery slide of his cock caused her pussy to pulse and cream. “Yes, Chehon,” she whispered as she clung to his powerful shoulders.

  “Could stay like this forever,” he whispered.

  Another wave lapped at them and Chehon picked up the pace. She sank her teeth into his shoulder to keep from screaming into the night. The sensations he brought to life in her were new and seemed to generate even more power than usual. Her body tingled, her quim pulsed. No longer able to keep it inside, she released his abused flesh and screamed as an orgasm sailed through her.

  “Damn, baby. I feel you coming. I feel that sweet pussy fisting me.”

  She dug her heels into his back and arched, grinding her pelvis against his as she savored every surge of thrilling ecstasy his movements evoked. He pushed back, gripping her behind the knees as he rose to his own. His hands guided her legs up and her feet left his back as her knees came to her chest. She placed her calves on his shoulders and could do nothing but cry out as pleasure filled her. The slap of skin against skin was accompanied by the crash of each wave.

  Another climax built within her and she cried out as she rode over that sensual edge once again. Her pussy was drenched, and despite the cool waves, her body blazed. He made her burn, like none other.

  “Breeze. I can’t hold it… Damn, baby.” He buried himself to the hilt.

  Warm jets of fluid filled her, and she moaned deep as the spasms of his cock prolonged her own release. He let go of her legs and rolled to the side, taking her with him. Her breaths were rapid as she laid her head on his chest. His heart beat steady and loud against her ear. Neither of them said a thing as they caught their breath and she tried not to think of how much it would hurt when he walked away.

  Chapter Three

  As much as Breeze wished the world and its troubles would go away, she knew it wasn’t going to happen. With a sigh she pushed away from the warmth of Chehon’s embrace and set to righting her clothes. Her batteries were fully charged and now she only wanted to get this job over with so that she could go lick her wounds in private.

  Sex would never be the same after what she’d experienced with him. There was certainly a big difference in havin
g sex for the sake of magic and having sex because you wanted another person. Maybe she should start thinking more seriously about opening that little potion shop. Could she really just have mindless sex with another man after this?

  Teeth clenched, she turned to face Chehon. She didn’t want to dwell on the what-ifs. For now she could do business as usual. Or maybe not. Her gaze roamed over him as he lay on his back in the sand. He’d brought one arm up and curled it to rest under his head. His sex glimmered from the wetness of their loving. Her core throbbed. Damn if she didn’t want him again. She cleared her throat. “We have a nasty beast that wants out of his cage. Remember?”

  Chehon smiled up at her. “Back to business so soon?”

  She rolled her eyes at him then stomped over to where his shorts had landed earlier. Bending down, she retrieved them.

  “Keep pointing that ass at me like that and I will have to bend you over something.”

  She couldn’t stop the thrilling shiver that coursed through her at his words. Breeze wanted to dare him to make good on his threat. Maybe she would later. One last sampling of his hot body for the long journey ahead. She tossed his shorts at him. “Come on. Clock’s ticking.”

  She heard the exaggerated heavy sigh he released but she ignored him as she walked into the waves. She’d left her pants and boots behind for the swim. Her silk panties and shirt didn’t hide much. She tugged at the hem, pissed that she’d become self-conscious about her half-dressed state in front of him. She’d just shared her body with him, why did it make a difference if he sees her goods in the water? Was this part of some of those feelings she missed out on? From the get-go the foundation’s members had trained her to let go of her insecurities and tendencies to air toward the shy side. They wanted her to be strong and confident in her sexual appeal. Modesty had quickly flown out the window in her first year as a magic user. So why in the hell did she feel heat scalding her cheeks now?

  Warm, full lips brushed against her nape as strong hands slid around her waist. She wanted to lean into him. The evidence of his arousal pressed against her rump and she pulled away from him, needing space. High stepping through the waves, she made her way farther into the water.

  “Breeze.”

  She glanced over her shoulder and saw him following. “If we hurry we can get this job done and be at home in our beds before sunrise.”

  The waves pushed against her chest and she dipped her head below the water then came back up, pushing her short hair back away from her face.

  Chehon grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. “Why are you pulling away from me?”

  His hand held hers firmly between their bodies as his free arm wrapped around her waist. Her gaze went from his eyes to his mouth. A bead of water traced the edge of the fullness of his lower lip, and despite the salt she knew she’d taste, she found herself wanting to lick it away. Teeth sinking into her lower lip, she resisted and returned her gaze to his. “It is what it is. We have a job to do.”

  The muscle ticked in his jaw. She could tell he clenched his teeth. Maybe things would have been easier had she found a beach bum. Her heart constricted and she tried her best to ignore the pang of pain. Keep it simple and casual. His head dipped near hers and his whispered words sent hot breath fanning over her lips. She recognized the incantation he whispered. It would give them the ability to breathe under water. Funny how every word he uttered seemed to steal her breath now. Her tongue snaked out to moisten her lower lip as he spoke the last lines. And then his mouth was on hers as he leaned forward and they fell into the water.

  She couldn’t resist the hungry pull of his lips on hers. Her tongue met his with a sensual slide that had her creaming. Her arms wound around his neck as he propelled their bodies deeper into the depths of the ocean. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he moved his own legs as if he were a merman. With speed, their bodies descended toward the ocean floor as the passion between them rose. Flames of desire licked at her nerve endings as she continued to kiss him deep and long. The current of the displaced water around them caressed her body in an erotic way. She moaned into his mouth and he swallowed it down, fisting his hand in her hair. His erection rubbed against her clit and she clawed at his shoulders.

  A fierce growl rumbled through the water, breaking past the lust that fogged her brain. She pulled her lips from his and turned to see the damage the teenage girls had spawned. Her toes touched wet sand as they both stared at Moktanal’s cage. Bars of ice, laced with magic surrounded him. Certain places hummed and glowed where the magic had been weakened. The blood user was a strong witch indeed. It had taken three carnal users and two water users to build this cage, and even untrained as she was, she’d nearly undid their spells. A wave of warm water sailed past her as another roar rumbled through the water. More ice drifted away around the edge of the bars on his cell.

  Breeze wished she could yell at the stinking lump of flesh that had been awakened during the juveniles spell-casting session. The more he tried to blow fire, the more the water in this area heated. She closed her eyes and spoke the words that would bring them more light to work by. A soft glow emanated from her body and she got her first peek of Moktanal in over four years.

  Yep. Still ugly. Massive jaws opened and another rumble of heat passed her. Sharp teeth caked in moss overlapped his bottom lip. Damn, if he couldn’t use a dentist. She was suddenly thankful that the spell Chehon had woven on them had plugged her nose. She was fairly certain that there weren’t enough breath mints in the world to fix the stink coming from his pie-hole.

  Chehon released her and approached the cell. Two of Moktanal’s four hands swiped out in Chehon’s direction. The brown scales that covered his body shed some of the dirt and grime that had settled on them over the years. A magical sizzle filled her ears as the magic held and Chehon avoided damage from the blow. The water became murky with the debris. They needed to work fast. She quickly swam to where Chehon hovered. He’d already begun on the enchantments that would reinforce the cage.

  Breeze placed her hands on his strong back, pushing energy into him. The muscles twitched beneath her palms as their magic flowed as one into their work on the prison. As Chehon mended the bars, Breeze began the soft soothing words that would put the big bastard Moktanal to sleep. Sleeping spells were one of her favorites to use. She loved the soft Gaelic words.

  The beast became more docile the further she got into the spell. To ensure she put enough staying power behind her words, she drifted away from Chehon so that she wouldn’t split the power between them. Even though Moktanal had calmed considerably, she could feel him fighting against her. Apparently four years of slumber had done a good job of building up his energy. She needed to pack more of a punch so she let the lighting spell go as she focused more on Moktanal.

  In the soft green blue glow of the cell, she continued to chant. The beast slowly lost his foothold on consciousness. It had taken more out of her than she’d originally thought it would. As it stood, she only retained a quarter of the power they had generated on the beach. Kicking her feet, she swam toward Chehon. He’d made progress on the repair. She touched his back, pushing what reserve she had into him so that he could weave the magic needed.

  After a few minutes she could tell by the slowing in his progress that he was running low. Damn if that young witch hadn’t done a number to this cell. After they were through, Breeze decided she would have to meet this little blood user herself. Better to make friends with someone of that power now as opposed to later.

  Chehon would keep recharging since they were in the water, but he needed the boost of power that she gave. It was the whole reason she was here. They would have to generate more. She ran her hands down his back the traced them around his hips and to the front. Her fingertips grazed across his hard length and she smiled. Apparently he was game. She pushed his shorts down and he kicked them free.

  Breeze gripped his cock and begun to caress it with a lazy stroke of her hand. His free hand found hers and he pulle
d her in front of him. She didn’t protest releasing his cock as he positioned her. The warm wall of his chest heated her back as his dick pressed against the seam of her ass. She spread her legs as his fingers made a slow track down her abdomen and beneath her panties.

  Chehon slid one thick finger inside her core and she leaned her head back, finding his eager mouth. The kiss was sensual and slow, matched to the rhythm of his finger working her delicate inner flesh. Another digit joined in and Breeze moaned as he rubbed her G-spot. He continued to pour energy into his spell as he generated more in her. They fell into a generate-and-siphon cycle that had her hips undulating against his talented fingers. Pleasure washed through her pussy again and again. Each pump of Chehon’s hand brought her closer to a climax that would have her fisting his fingers.

  Her cunt quivered and he pulled his fingers free before she went over the edge. The bite of fabric pulled tight against her hips, and then was gone as the scrap of silk floated away. Chehon’s hard cock slid home and she gave a soundless whimper as he pumped his hips and ground his pelvis against her ass.

  Breeze moaned as he stretched her and fucked her deep. His dick touched her womb as he rode her from behind. His fingers returned to her clit, pinching the bundle of nerves and making her want to scream. She lost sight of what Chehon was doing with the magic. She no longer cared. The world could end now and she would die a wonderfully sated woman as she came around his dick. Tingling pulses moved through her lower belly and streamed through her clit. Inner walls tightened and released repetitively as he stiffened behind her. Warm jets of come washed through her and she moaned as she continued to spasm around him. Like electricity, power hummed to life inside her and she pushed it into him. He moaned and sank his teeth into her shoulder as the power wave crashed into him.