Beyond The Veil: A Paranormal & Magical Romance Boxed Set

by Multiple Authors

  Bowing his head, he kisses the nook of her neck.

  Sophia’s breath hitches in the back of her throat. She wraps her arms around his neck and draws him closer.

  He nibbles on her upper lip then toys with the bottom. Sliding down her body, his mouth closes over her right breast, and he sucks up her erect nipple.

  “Oh God.” Her thighs shake under the continued caress. “Wait. I can’t do this. Please.”

  “Relax.” Her breath is warm on the side of his face. “Allow me to make you feel good.” Drawing in a deep breath, he drinks in her arousal.

  “You don’t understand.” She moans between kisses. “This is moving really fast. I’ve not done this before.”

  “It’s okay. Allow yourself to let go. Relax and show me how much you enjoy what I’m doing to your body.” He increases the movement of his hand, teasing and caressing her sensitive flesh.

  “God,” Sophia says barely above a whisper. “Mmm...that feels nice.”

  He hooks her right leg and foot over the back of the couch. Leaning forward, he places her left foot on the floor. His eyes rake over her body, taking in her partially naked frame. He kisses her lips then trails kisses down her body. He takes first her right breast into his mouth then her left. Following the hollow of her hip, he makes his way to her abdomen. He nips her bellybutton, then repositions her hips. Bowing his head between her legs, he kisses her inner thighs, which makes her squirm.

  “Don’t move.” Slowly, he draws in a deep breath, drinking in her alluring scent.

  His inner gargouille struggles for release. He wants to touch her; taste her; make her his. Slowly, he slides his tongue up and around the hood of her clitoris, savoring her taste. Taking his time, he flicks the throbbing nub with the tip of his tongue. Sophia draws her legs up, pressing them closer to his body. But Aden continues to stimulate her sensitive flesh.

  An electrical charge shoots through Aden’s body.

  Sophia’s hips jet off the cushion. “Oh God, please.”

  Magic swirls around them.

  “Relax your body.” Aden eases her back down, once more.

  With firmer strokes, he continues to slide his tongue up and down. When Sophia grinds her hips. He wraps his arms around her legs, holding them firmly in place.

  Tenderly, he takes the sensitive flesh between his teeth then suckles the throbbing nub. A plethora of energy vibrates throughout his body. Magic. It’s now flowing between them.

  Aden slides the tip of his finger around the outer opening of her quivering flesh then plunges deep into the soft, velvety folds of her body.

  Sophia’s muscles tense. She draws her legs tighter against his body and pulls away from his touch.

  “Please,” she cries out. “Stop.”

  Aden freezes in place. He peers up at her, and his brows shoot upward.

  “Sophia.” He cups her chin, appraising her keenly.

  Wide-eyed, she stares back at him while holding her breath.

  “Fuck.” He shakes his head. “When you said things were moving fast—and that you hadn’t done this before—I didn’t realize...”

  She closes her eyes then turns her head, avoiding his gaze.

  He lowers his voice. “Open your eyes and look at me. Please.”

  Sophia’s eyes flutter open. He holds her gaze, and her body flushes from head to toe.

  “You should’ve been more direct,” Aden says, softly. “If I had known you were a virgin, I would have been gentler—taken things slower.” He pauses. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. Please, let me show you just how good your awakening body can feel?”

  “I don’t know, I mean...”

  “I will stop if you ask me to.” His hand gently caresses the side of her face. “Do you want me to stop?” He leans in closer to her face, searching her eyes for an unspoken answer.

  “Yes.” She nods. “Wait. No.” She chews on her bottom lip. “I um—”

  “What do you want? I need an answer.”

  “I um...I don’t know,” she says, barely above a whisper. “I don’t want you to think, well, bad of me.”

  “You may ask me to stop, or you can choose to explore your sexuality. Either way, I won’t think badly of you.”

  “I don’t want you to stop.” She licks her lips. “I just want you to take things slower.” Her cheeks warm.

  Aden’s eyes lock on hers. He’s unable to look away from her intense eyes. Sliding an arm under her knees and the other behind her back, he scoops her up, lifts her off the couch, and cradles her to his chest.

  An apprehensive energy swirls around her. He can smell her mounting arousal, but it’s mixed with traces of curiosity and the fear of the unknown. She’s nervous, and he understands why.

  Aden’s inner gargouille takes in every beat of her pounding heart. He must rein in his heightened libido because he doesn’t want to move to fast or frighten her. No. He wants to take his time and enjoy every taste, quiver, and moan she has to offer.

  Chapter Nine

  Sophia Mahoney

  THE INSIDE of Aden’s bedroom has a modern contemporary feel. A large circular skylight in the ceiling divides the area in half. Directly below the structure is a round sunken hot tub surrounded by mother-of-pearl tiles with charcoal-colored grout. Several abstract paintings line three sides of the off-white walls.

  Cherry wood flooring, similar to what’s found in the living room, continues into the bedroom. One end of the room has a desk and charcoal leather sectional with a chaise next to a sliding glass door; whereas, the other side contains a large king-size bed that’s centered in the middle of a charcoal wall.

  Sophia’s heart hammers in her chest. It is beating so hard; she’s sure Aden can feel it. Hell, maybe gargoyles have super hearing. For all she knows, he can hear it, too.

  He lowers her feet to the floor, next to the bed, then slips the dress shirt from her body.

  Aden grabs the black, cream and red-colored comforter and pulls it to the footboard, exposing the red satin sheets underneath.

  His desire ridden eyes rake up and down the length of her naked five-foot, six-inch frame. Aden tilts Sophia’s chin up then smiles. His eyes brighten. Claiming her lips, he draws her into a firm embrace.

  Aden slides a hand down her back, which makes her quiver. He cups her bottom then pulls her against his hips. His erection presses into her abdomen, and every muscle in her body stiffens.

  “Are you nervous?” Aden sweeps her curly hair back.

  She nods.

  “Don’t be.” His warm lips leave a trail of kisses from her shoulder to the nook of her neck.

  Goose bumps erupt over her skin and travel up her neck. His touch ignites a deep-seated heat that ripples across her body.

  “Get on the bed.” He releases her.

  The muscles in her stomach quiver at the sound of his commanding voice. Her fingertips, they tingle, and her skin buzzes. Sophia takes in a deep breath and holds it. She peers down at her hands, but they look normal, not like they did in the park when they sparked up. Slowly, she makes her way to the bed then lies down. Once on the pillow, she exhales a ragged breath.

  Aden walks to the foot of the bed. He removes his shirt, shoes, and socks, and then he closes the gap between them and stands at the side of the bed next to her. His eyes drink in her form.

  She crosses her arms over her chest, covering her bare breasts. His probing gaze makes her squirms on the bed, and her body flushes, once again.

  The corners of his mouth curl upward, and he licks his lips. Leaning over, he opens the top drawer of the end table. He pulls out a few square condom packages, and he lays them on top of the smooth surface.

  Sophia’s eyes trail down to his hands then follow the line of hair that disappears below the waistband of his jeans. The sculpted muscles of his abdomen ripple with each movement he makes. Her mouth waters. She wants to run her hands over his tone, muscular frame, but most of all, she wants to feel his body against hers.

  Aden unbuttons his pa
nts then pulls the zipper down, revealing a bit more of the line of hair that leads under the band of his boxers. He sits and the bed moves. Lying on his side, he draws her into his arms, pressing his partially nude frame against her.

  He rolls over her and straddles her legs.

  Sophia sucks in a breath of air and fights to calm her racing heart. She’s never wanted anyone the way she wants him. And the feelings flooding her mind are both confusing and exciting.

  The mattress shifts beneath her. His body is muscular and well defined. Somehow, he seems bigger, larger than he did before. She gasps and scoots upward.

  Kneeling over her trembling frame, he looks down at her. Taking hold of Sophia’s hips, he eases her back down on the bed, and then he pins her down under the weight of his frame.

  “You can stop me at any time.” He nuzzles her neck. “Do you want me to stop?”

  She shakes her head. “No.” Her response sounds more like a squeak than a real word in her head.

  “Then breathe. You must relax your body.” He takes hold of Sophia’s wrists then places them above her head. “Don’t move your hands.”

  Aden slides down her quivering form, leaving a trail of hot kisses in his wake. He takes her right breast into the warm confines of his open mouth.

  The sensation sends a hot current rippling through her body.

  His tongue slides over her erect nipple before moving to the other one. Gently, he guides her knees outward. He eases his frame between her legs, exploring her body with his mouth.

  His lips are warm on her quivering flesh. His touch makes her body buzz with nervous energy. He nips the skin around her navel, and the muscles in her nether region involuntarily contract.

  Sophia arches her back and cries out.

  He glances up at her with keen eyes. And his lips curl upward into a wolfish smile. “Relax your knees.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I want to taste you, again.”

  Aden eases her thighs further apart. His lips leave a warm trail from her inner thigh to the bend of her leg. Slowly, he slides his tongue up to her clitoris.

  The muscles in her thighs tremble and shake. But he continues to caress the throbbing, trembling flesh. Her hands slide down the mattress. The mounting sensation continues to build, making her body feel as if it’s vibrating. Lacing her fingers through his hair, she doesn’t know if she wants to push him away or pull him closer.

  He slides up her body and holds her gaze. “Where should your hands be?” Aden’s voice has a husky gruff to it.

  “Above my head.” She slips her hands under the corners of the pillow her head is resting on.

  “Exactly.”

  He claims her lips.

  Sophia closes her eyes and breathes in his scent. He smells good. She wants him with every fiber of her being.

  Aden nibbles at her lower lip then sucks it up into his mouth. Her lips part and she draws in a ragged breath. His tongue plunges into her mouth, dancing around hers. When he finally breaks the kiss, she’s left breathless.

  Sliding down her body, he takes her left breast into his mouth before moving past her navel. His tongue slides back over her trembling flesh and strokes her swollen clit.

  “My God,” she cries out and grab hold of the pillow. “That feels good.”

  Aden continues his skillful assault on her senses. His strokes become firmer and faster. He slides his tongue around the hood of her clitoris, and she whimpers. With the tip of his tongue, he flicks the erect nub, and Sophia’s body quakes. Her toes curl inward, and her thighs tremble. He takes the erect nub between his teeth and suckles on the screaming, throbbing flesh.

  Her body shoots up off the mattress. “Oh, my God, Aden.” She shudders from head to toe. “What are you doing? God...that’s intense.”

  Aden guides her trembling frame back down onto the bed. “Sophia, you must keep your body still.”

  Wrapping his arms around her upper thighs, he pins her down under the weight of his body. Softly, he resumes stroking her trembling, sensitive flesh with his tongue, once again.

  When her hands slide down the bed, Aden shakes his head.

  Sophia draws in a deep breath then places her hands back over her head once.

  “Don’t hold your breath,” Aden commands, barely above a whisper. “Relax and come for me.”

  Exhaling a shaky breath, Sophia moans. The tension continues to build, and the muscles of her nether region begin to contract involuntarily. A plethora of sensations explodes and radiates from deep within and washes across her body.

  “Oh, my God, Aden. I didn’t know it would feel like this.” Her body, it feels as if it’s vibrating, buzzing with energy. “Oh, God, please, don’t stop. I didn’t know. Jesus Christ that feels good.”

  Aden holds her thighs securely in place as he continues to suckle. Her frame quivers then shudders in sweet release. And her body feels as if it’s sinking into the soft folds of the mattress. When she opens her eyes, she comes face-to-face with Aden.

  “Was that okay?”

  “Mmm...yes.”

  Aden rolls off the bed then removes his pants. He tilts her head back, kissing the nook of her neck. He sits on the edge of the mattress and caresses her body. Paper tearing resonates in the room.

  Sophia’s eyes snap open. Her heart begins to race in her chest.

  The mattress shifts and Aden lies down, drawing her into his arms. He eases his body between her legs. The length of his full erection presses against her, and her body tenses.

  The expression on his face softens, and the corners of his lips turn upward. His smile is disarming. He bows his head then leaves a blazing trail from her jawline to the nook of her neck.

  Sophia takes in a deep breath then shivers.

  “Look at me.” He kisses her cheek. “Are you sure about this? We can stop—I can stop right now.” His eyes are hooded, and his voice desire ridden. “Do you want me to continue or stop? It’s your call.”

  Butterflies bounce off the walls of her belly. “Please, I want you. Don’t stop.”

  “Then relax,” Aden whispers in her ear. “Let your body enjoy every sensation.”

  Chapter Ten

  Aden Clarkson

  ADEN ROCKS his muscular frame forward, brushing his erect penis against her. When he repeats the motion, she wraps her legs around him then grind her hips upward to meet him. He tilts her head to the side and leaves a trail of kisses across her shivering flesh. Slipping an arm under her right knee, he pulls her leg upward. Slowly, he rocks his frame forward. The contact of his skin against hers, mixed with her alluring scent, is intoxicating. Thrusting forward, Aden brings their bodies together until his hips almost meet hers.

  Her body yields to him and his cock slides partially into her maidenhood. She’s hot and tight around him.

  Sophia tenses and a small whimper passes her lips.

  He doesn’t want to hurt her. But he knows it’s enviable at this point, at least, until he has fully penetrated her yielding body. He tightens his hold then thrusts once more until they’re hip-to-hip, and then he stills his movement. He peers down at her. Lowering his head, he claims her lips in a tender kiss. When he withdraws a portion of his girth, she gulps in a breath. He appraises her with keen eyes then gingerly thrusts forward.

  Sophia arches her back, pressing her breasts against him. A soft moan passes her lips.

  “Should I continue?” Aden asks with a devilish grin.

  “Mmm...yes, please.”

  He rocks his lean, sculpted frame forward, keeping a steady rhythm. The contact of their bodies in motion makes her body quiver under her. Each time he thrusts forward, the head of his penis strokes the inside of her quivering flesh, making her muscles contract around his hard cock.

  A current of magic shoots through his body. He’s felt power before, but never anything as raw and powerful as what’s rippling through him.

  “God, how are you doing that?” She wraps her arms around his neck.

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�Open up to me, Sophia. Let your magic flow between us,” he whispers in her ear. “And raise your hips then tilt your pelvis when I thrust forward.”

  “Oh, my God.” Her body moves in rhythm with his, and they pick up momentum.

  “Do you want to come again?”

  “Oh, yes. Please.” Her words are like a pleading whisper in the night.

  Aden tightens his hold, pulling her closer. A deep-seated tension begins to build in the pit of his stomach. The magic, it’s potent. His breath quickens, and his heart races in his chest. As concentrated as the magic is that he’s feeling, he’s sure that what she’s feeling is ten times more intense.

  “Then come for me.”

  “Oh. God.” Her body shudders in the thralls of an orgasm. “Oh, my God, please, don’t stop. Oh, Jesus, yesss...that feels good.”

  Aden’s body tenses then quakes above her. Sophia’s name rolls from the tip of his tongue. He holds her, protectively, cradled her in his arms. His inner gargouille listens to the rapid beats of her heart. Slowly, he rises onto his arms, keeping the weight of his body off her. Bowing his head, he claims her lips. He peers down at her then smiles.

  “You okay?” Aden rolls off her body.

  His skin is buzzing with the aftermath of swirling magic—magic he’s filtered and cleaned for her. But does Sophia even know what she did? What she asked him to do when she released the increments of her stored magic. Does she realize she even released magic?

  “Yes. I’m good—more than good.” A slight grin washes across her face, and she closes her eyes. “Mmm...that was nice.”

  Aden slides his arms under her.

  She peers up at Aden with doe eyes. “What are you doing?” She fans her hands out across his pecs.

  He scoops her up. “Relax. We aren’t done yet.” Aden walks over to the hot tub, cradling her in his arms. He lowers her feet onto the white tile. “Step into the water.”

  Chapter Eleven