Seductively Spellbound (Spells That Bind Book 3)

by Cassandra Lawson

  “You are so incredibly beautiful,” I murmured after we entered my house. “The first time I saw you, I was a little intimidated. I hadn’t been around a woman I found attractive in a very long time, and you nearly took my breath away.”

  Talking wasn’t easy when I wanted in Julia this badly, but I needed a little time to rein in my desire. I also needed Julia to know how much I wanted her and to know how long I’d felt this way.

  “Was that before or after I started yelling at you?” she asked with a smile.

  “Before,” I replied with a lopsided grin. “After you started yelling, I thought you were the hottest woman I’d ever laid eyes on.”

  “You didn’t seem too pleased with my attitude that day,” she challenged.

  “I was surprised but definitely pleased,” I admitted. “It’s why I worked so hard to make friends with Oliver. Don’t get me wrong. He is a good friend, and I’m glad I took the time to get to know him, but I definitely had an ulterior motive in the beginning.”

  “I used to get so annoyed when I was trying to sneak out of Trevor’s house without seeing you,” she said with a shake of her head. “As much as I’m enjoying this trip down memory lane, I really need you, Gryph.”

  “I just want you to know that my feelings for you started building the day I met you,” I told her. “It just took me some time to realize I’d handled things wrong.”

  “We both made mistakes,” she assured me, wrapping her arms around my waist and looking up at me. “We both could have handled things better.”

  “I still can’t believe you’re here with me like this,” I murmured, reaching out to cup her chin. “I want to kiss you so badly.”

  “Then what are you waiting for?” she purred.

  That was an excellent question, one I had no sane answer for. I claimed Julia’s mouth as gently as I could. My lips moved against hers as I drank in her moan. When I didn’t deepen the kiss fast enough, Julia’s tongue pressed into my mouth, causing me to growl low in my throat at her boldness. My hand moved to her hip, drawing her closer.

  Our kiss became desperate as Julia’s hands moved under my shirt, pushing it up. I broke the kiss just long enough to strip the shirt over my head and toss it on the floor. Julia’s hands gripped the back of my neck to pull my head toward her. This time, I took complete control, claiming her mouth as my tongue thrust past her lips. Our power sizzled between us. Julia’s fingers dug into my bare back as the charge vibrating between us became nearly too much to handle. My dick was throbbing in time with the vibrations.

  I kissed along her jaw and down to her neck. All the while, I walked her back toward the sofa where I guided her down onto her back as I knelt beside her. My hand slipped under her shirt, caressing the soft skin on her belly before pushing her shirt up to reveal the delicate flesh.

  Leaning in, I trailed my tongue from her navel to her skirt before tugging at the waistband. Julia lifted her hips so I could remove her skirt. My teeth bit down gently on her hip, causing her to whimper and writhe.

  “Yes,” she panted out. “That feels so good.”

  Her hands gripped my hair tightly as I kissed along her belly.

  “Take this off,” I commanded, pointing to her shirt.

  Julia sat and stripped her shirt over her head, leaving her in just her pale blue bra and panties. I needed more. I needed her breasts exposed to me, needed to feel them pressed against my chest as I kissed her.

  “This too,” I told her, gesturing to her bra.

  With a wicked smile, Julia reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. The little tease let it slide only part way down. “All the way off?” she asked in a sweet voice.

  “All the way off unless you want me to tear if off your body, Sass,” I replied, part of me hoping she’d push me to do it.

  Chapter 45

  Julia

  I was tempted to refuse to remove my bra, just so Gryph would follow through with his threat. I’d given up on trying to figure out when I’d become the type of woman who enjoyed being ordered around by a man. Gryph seemed to be the exception to my rule about bossy men.

  At my hesitation, his grin widened. “Oh, Sass,” he murmured. “I fucking love it when you challenge me.”

  Rather than ripping my bra off, Gryph caught both my wrists in his large hand and held them above my head as he guided me back onto the sofa. His rough chest hairs brushed against my nipples as he claimed my mouth. His kiss left me panting and ready to beg for more by the time he moved down to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. It wasn’t until I felt him tugging at my other nipple with his rough fingers that I realized he’d released my hands.

  Freeing myself from my bra, I reached down to clutch Gryph’s shoulders. The sensation of his hot mouth on my nipple was making my body pulse with desire. I was pressing my legs together to try to find some relief, not sure how much more I could take. I’d wanted Gryph for so long, and he was finally going to be mine.

  A yelp escaped my lips when Gryph bit my nipple. He quickly soothed the sting by stroking it gently with his tongue before kissing his way down my body. His path was slow and leisurely as he licked and nipped me.

  He angled his body so he could grip the fabric of my panties with his teeth.

  My magic reached out to him, and he hissed, releasing my panties. If he was feeling even half of what I was, then I understood his reaction. I let out a loud whimper as the magic slid between my legs, vibrating against my core.

  “Oh, Goddess!” I screamed as it grew more intense.

  Gryph tore my panties from my body and ran his tongue across my clit. It only added to the fires lapping at my aching pussy. The charge of magic increased, and my mind was flooded with images of Gryph claiming me. I was somehow picking up the images from Gryph’s mind.

  “Please, Gryph,” I uttered. “I need you in me. It’s too much. Please, take me now.”

  My back arched, bringing me closer to his hot, ragged breaths. Gryph’s low rumbling growl clearly expressed his need and his struggle for control. I was tired of control. Getting to my knees, I reached for Gryph’s belt as I mouthed the words to the new spell I’d created.

  Gryph caught my hands, his green eyes meeting mine. “Not here. We need to go upstairs.”

  I wasn’t about to argue since it would delay the time it took to get Gryph in me. When Gryph stood, he looked down at his bare feet and then back up at me.

  “It’s a spell,” I said in answer to his unasked question. Quickly getting to my feet, I hurried to the stairs.

  I felt Gryph’s eyes on me as I walked up the stairs on shaky legs. “You are so fucking perfect,” he murmured, snaking his arm around my waist when we neared the top. I quivered as his hand moved down to cup me. With his dick pressed against my bare ass and his hand pressed against my hot core, I wasn’t certain I could walk.

  “You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right here on these stairs,” he growled.

  When I turned to kiss him, Gryph leaned forward and lifted me over his shoulder before jogging the rest of the way to his room. He set me on his huge bed in the room decorated in rich shades of crimson. I knelt to face Gryph. His hand moved to the back of my head.

  His mouth hovered close to mine as he murmured, “I’ve dreamed about having you in my bed countless times.”

  My hands went to his belt, and he didn’t stop me this time. Instead, he kissed me as I worked on the fastenings of his jeans and pushed them down with his boxers.

  He groaned into my mouth when I gripped his dick.

  “Fuck me, Sass,” he ground out against my lips. “That feels incredible, but I need you to stop.”

  When I pulled my hand away, Gryph kicked out of his pants and boxers. I’d seen Gryph without a shirt many times, but I never tired of seeing his well-defined torso. As he stood before me, my gaze traveled down his body, taking in his broad chest and firm abs that trailed down to his narrow hips. My eyes locked on his dick, which was nothing short of magnificent.

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sp; Gryph moved to his bedside table to grab a condom.

  “How about if I help you with this?” I asked, reaching out a hand.

  He nodded and placed the condom in my hand. His eyes remained locked on me as I tore open the package and rolled the condom down his erection. “I want you so much,” he breathed out before brushing his lips against mine. “You know you’re mine now, don’t you? Just like I’m yours.”

  “I’m all yours,” I assured him.

  He kissed me again, this time guiding me back onto the bed, his large body covering mine. With his elbow on the bed, he held his weight off me slightly as he kissed me. I worked my hands between our bodies to try to align the head of his cock with my entrance, whimpering when I realized our height difference made it impossible.

  Breaking our kiss, Gryph rolled to his back, pulling me on top of him. Straddling his hips, I positioned him at my entrance and slid down, feeling deliciously stretched by his dick.

  “Oh, Goddess,” I gasped.

  “So tight and hot,” Gryph rasped out as he gripped my hip.

  It took me a moment to adjust to his size. Gryph regarded me through hooded eyes as he reached forward to stroke my clit. I pulsed around Gryph as my arousal grew.

  I rocked against him slowly while Gryph’s finger continued to move against my clit in circular strokes. As my body adjusted to Gryph’s size, I began to rock faster. Leaning forward, I braced my hands on his chest as I slid up and down his cock.

  “So good,” Gryph praised, his hand moving from my clit as he regarded me through hooded eyes. “You feel incredible, Sass. I never imagined it could be this good.”

  “Yes,” I panted out, leaning forward more to get the pressure I needed on my clit as I rocked against Gryph. “Perfect. This is so perfect.”

  I sensed Gryph’s struggle to keep things slow in an effort to avoid hurting me. Through our bond, I could feel his love and his desire to protect me. Those emotions added to my arousal.

  My movements became more frenzied, and his hand gripped my hip as he thrust up into me. Our magic flared again, vibrating along my entire body as I pulsed around Gryph’s dick.

  I was already tightening around him as he thrust up against me. When the vibrations from the magic increased, I exploded, screaming Gryph’s name.

  Gryph stilled inside me until the violent pulses of my orgasm subsided.

  “Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered, and I obeyed without hesitation.

  Gripping my hair tightly, he slammed into my body so hard, I nearly fell forward. I screamed with each powerful thrust as he claimed me in a more violent, primitive way.

  I knew he was close, could feel it in the way his dick swelled inside me. He leaned forward and sank his teeth into the back of my neck. His dick jerked and twitched with his release.

  I sucked in a sharp breath at the pain from his teeth. At first, I struggled to free myself. When Gryph growled, I felt the caress of his werewolf magic moving along my body, soothing me. I could see the various shades of blue surrounding us. The bite still hurt, but at the same time, I didn’t want him to release me. Our magic knit together in a complex pattern that went beyond our witch bond or the strange bond from the night I’d seen Gryph in wolf form. It wasn’t until the pattern closed that Gryph finally removed his teeth.

  We were fully bonded.

  Chapter 46

  Gryph

  I’d hurt her. That was my first thought when I removed my teeth from her neck. When I’d bitten Julia, all I could think about was my need to finish the mating process. I needed to make her mine in every way imaginable. Now, guilt washed over me. I’d heard her cry out and felt her struggle to free herself at first.

  I stood so I could dispose of the condom, and when I returned to the bed, Julia was still lying on her belly facing away from me. Lying beside her, my hand moved along her back. She shivered under my touch.

  “Don’t be afraid, Sass,” I murmured, pulling my hand away since it seemed to bother her. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”

  Sobs shook her body. “Ah, fuck. Please don’t cry. I swear I’ll never hurt you that way again.”

  It was then that she looked at me, and I realized she was laughing. “You’re such an idiot, Gryph.”

  “So, I didn’t hurt you?” I asked hesitantly.

  “Of course, it hurt,” she replied. “When you first bit me, all I could think about was getting your teeth out of me. It still hurts.”

  “Now, I’m really confused,” I admitted. “If it hurt so much, why are you laughing?”

  “I’m laughing because you think that would be the thing that scares me,” she explained, rolling to her side to face me. “You are the big bad wolf.”

  I laughed at her favorite description of me.

  “Don’t laugh at me,” she said with a laugh of her own.

  “Or what?” I asked, quickly rolling until she was on her back beneath me. “What are you gonna do if I laugh?”

  She opened her mouth to respond before closing it. “I don’t know. What exactly am I supposed to threaten you with? I could pretend I’ll deny you sex, but we both know that would only be denying myself. I can’t exactly threaten to stop cooking.”

  “You cook?” I asked with genuine surprise.

  “Hey!” she exclaimed, leaning up to bite my chest.

  “Ouch!” I complained playfully as I rolled off her. She had to notice her little bite wasn’t a bad thing since my dick took instant notice.

  “See,” she began with a grin. “It hurts, but it also feels good. In the future, I’d prefer if your teeth don’t actually break skin.”

  “Marking you was a one-time thing,” I assured her. “You do know I love you, right?”

  She gave me a shy smile. “I got that impression, but it’s still nice to hear. I was afraid to fall in love with you.”

  “Because you didn’t think you could have a future with a werewolf?” I asked.

  “It seemed impossible,” she explained. “Who ever heard of a werewolf and a witch making it work? In the beginning, I didn’t even consider that you had magic for me to bond with. How could I have believed that?”

  “You don’t know many other werewolves,” I reminded her. “Most witches don’t spend any time getting to know us. They treat our injuries at their hospitals. Some will hire us for security when they need more than magical protection, but few really talk to us or make any effort to learn about what it means to be a werewolf.”

  “That’s true, but it’s not all the fault of the witches,” she argued.

  “You’re right,” I agreed. “As near as I can tell, demons are the only preternatural creatures that make a real effort to socialize with other species.”

  “That’s not always a good thing,” she pointed out.

  “I suppose it’s not,” I agreed with a chuckle. “We’re lucky I don’t have any pack ties. It’s going to be hard enough dealing with the reactions of the witches you know. After what happened today, I imagine there’s plenty of gossip going around. I’m sorry for any trouble being with me causes you.”

  “The witches who matter won’t care,” she assured me, snuggling into my side with her head on my chest. “As you can already tell, my family is pretty accepting.”

  “I was surprised by your father’s reaction,” I admitted.

  “How did you expect him to react?” she asked.

  “More like your brother did at first,” I replied.

  “Trevor only reacted that way when he thought you were just using me for sex,” she reminded me. “My dad’s never been nearly as overprotective as Trevor. Hopefully, Trevor never has daughters. I shudder to think how he’d react to them dating.”

  “I imagine I’ll be the same if I have a daughter,” I mused.

  Julia was quiet.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  “We may not be able to have children,” she replied. “I’ve heard it’s near impossible for a witch and a werewolf to have a child.”

  “How
do you feel about that?” I asked, hoping that being with me wasn’t stealing her dreams of motherhood.

  “I like the idea of having children, but it’s not essential to my happiness,” she replied. “Hearing you talk about having a daughter made me realize I never asked how you feel about the idea.”

  “I’d never thought about having kids before,” I admitted as I brushed my knuckles against her cheek. “That dream never fit in with the reality of my life. Now, I can’t deny that the thought of a little witch who looks just like you appeals to me. If it’s meant to happen, it will.”

  Julia smiled before yawning. “I love you, Gryph,” she murmured sleepily.

  I smiled as she dozed off using my chest as a pillow. I finally had my sassy witch, and no one was going to take her away from me.

  Chapter 47

  The Gentleman Warlock

  I knocked on the door of the rundown mobile home I’d grown up in. The shit-hole of a trailer park was nearly deserted. A few curtains had been pushed aside so nosy neighbors could peer out when I’d parked, but they were all closed now.

  “Who is it?” Beatrice called out through the door.

  “I’m here with the police, Miss LaCroix,” I responded with a pleasant smile. She was watching me through the peephole. I still couldn’t believe she’d stayed here after our parents left. My sister had never been very bright.

  “I’m finally going to get my body!” Katya chirped excitedly.

  I ignored her, not wanting to make Beatrice suspicious. The Council of Witches had already called the police to tell them I was a suspect based on my bitch sister’s testimony. She should have learned her lesson about how stupid it was to cross me years ago. Apparently, some witches were too stupid to learn from their mistakes. There was only one way to deal with Beatrice. She had to die, which meant Katya could escape her incorporeal state earlier than expected.

  The door slid open just a crack, and Beatrice glared at me. “I’ve already answered enough questions. I don’t have anything to add.”