Beyond The Veil: A Paranormal & Magical Romance Boxed Set

by Multiple Authors

  Chapter Sixteen

  Aden Clarkson

  ADEN RELEASES Sophia’s thighs then rolls off the bed. A deep-seated hunger drives the gargouille inside his. The sweet, palatable scent of her arousal wafts around him and the tantalizing taste of her succulent body is on the tip of his tongue. He wants her. He needs her. He has to possess her. He’s never wanted to be attached, committed to anyone, fae or human. But when it comes to Sophia, he desires to be linked to her, bound as her familiar and so much more. An act he thought he’d never be compelled to partake in before.

  Sophia’s eyes flutter but then close again. His inner gargouille listens, attentively to each erratic beat of her racing heart. He tears open a condom package and sheaths his erect cock before climbing back on the bed.

  He eases her thighs apart, and breaths in the scent of her arousal. Aden slides a wet finger up to her clit, and her hips jet off the pillow. Gently, he eases her back down, and then he slides his finger over the sensitive nub before moving down to the opening he craves. A consuming hunger drives his desires. He needs her, but he has to exercise self-control. He wants to take his time and relish every sound she makes. His finger lightly traces the pink outer lips of her warm, inviting pussy. The contact makes her body quiver.

  Sophia pulls against the restraints holding her hands. “Please.” The word is spoken as more of a plea than a request.

  Aden answers her pleading whisper. He plunges a finger deep inside her yielding body. He taps the sweet spot, making her moan again. A current of warmth flows over their bodies.

  More magic flows inside her. He can feel it. Sophia’s muscles contract around his fingers, and an arc of magic flows over his skin. The bed vibrates, shaking their bodies.

  Her eyes snap open. “Aden?”

  “Calm yourself.” He can smell her rising fear, which has interrupted the transference of magic. “What you’re feeling is normal. As you gain better control of your gifts, so too will you learn to control the transference of magic.”

  Aden kisses her abdomen then extracts a small tube from his pocket. He uncaps the container and squeezes out a pea-sized amount of the opaque substance onto his finger.

  A minty aroma fills the air.

  “What are you doing?” Sophia twists her restrained arms until she’s able to peer down at him. “What’s that smell?”

  He holds her gaze, and a wolfish grin spreads across his face. “Be patient and you’ll find out.” With light, steady strokes, he applies the substance to her clit, mixing it with her mouthwatering juices.

  “Oh. My. God.” Her hips jet off the pillow. “What is that?”

  “Shh...Relax.” He places a hand on her abdomen, coaxing her back down on the bed.

  “How the hell am I supposed to do that?” Sophia squirms on the bed. “What did you do? My lower body feels as if it’s on fire.”

  “It is okay.” He has a soft timber to his voice. “It’s supposed to feel that way.” He kisses the inside of her trembling thighs then rolls off the bed, once again.

  “Where are you going?” She presses her thighs together. “You can’t leave me like this.” Her eyes widen.

  “Relax, Sophia,” Aden chuckles, softly. “I’m right here.” He walks up beside the bed and unscrews the top of a small thermos then sets it down on the table. “I’m not going anywhere.”

  “What is that?” She pulls against the restraints.

  “You need to stop moving. Unless you want things to heat up even more,” Aden says with a grin. “Trust me, you’re going to enjoy the end result.”

  “I can’t take it, please.”

  “Close your eyes.”

  She hesitates then her lids shut.

  Aden covers her lips with his. Stretching out next to her, he draws her into his lean frame. He places a hand on her hips, stilling her movement.

  “Don’t move. Remember, it will just make the heat warm up faster.”

  A soft whimper passes her lips. She swallows hard then her body stills.

  “That’s it. Relax,” he whispers in her ear. “Think of nothing else but my touch on your body.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  Sophia Mahoney

  A DEEP-SEATED HEAT flows over her lips. It takes a few seconds for Sophia’s brain to register that it’s not hot. Whatever it is—is cold and wet.

  He’s holding an ice cube in my mouth.

  Sophia parts her lips and sucks on the tip of the piece of ice. She looks up at Aden. He holds the ice inches above her, grins, and then sets the cube back down on top her lips for several seconds before removing it, once again. Bowing his head, he covers her mouth with his.

  Aden’s lips are warm against her cool mouth. He slides the ice cube over Sophia’s chin and down her neck. Everywhere the ice touches, his warm lips follow. When he takes the cube and circles her right breast, she squirms on the bed. He holds the ice over her erect nipple for several seconds then runs his warm tongue over the cold area, warming her quivering, cool flesh.

  Sliding the ice down her body, he lays it on top of her naval. Aden moves down her body, kissing and nipping skin as he goes. When he reaches her belly button, he rests his lips over the melting cube.

  Sophia squirms and wiggles under him. Trails of melting ice trickle down her sides. After several seconds, he raises his head then eases her legs further apart.

  “Wait.” Her voice quivers. “What are you going to—?”

  “Shh...” He lowers his head.

  Every muscle in her body tenses. “Oh, God, please,” she softly whimpers.

  Aden’s cold lips make contact with her trembling flesh, which is still on fire. She arches her back, and her knees fall to the sides of her body. “Oh, my God, Aden, please.” The contact of his cold lips on her hot clit sends a plethora of pleasure rippling through her body. “Jesus Christ that feels deliciously good.”

  He strokes the area a couple of times with his firm, cool tongue, then takes the sensitive nub between his teeth and suckles the screaming, throbbing flesh.

  Sophia’s body shudders in sweet release. Wave after wave of pleasure erupts as he continues to suckle. When her body finally stops quivering, Aden slides his frame over hers. He unties her hands then rubs each of her fingers before moving onto her arms.

  “Open your eyes,” he commands, softly. “I’ll let you rest in a little bit, but not right now.”

  Her eyes flutter open.

  Aden takes hold of her right leg, guiding it up and outward. Slowly, he slides the length of his erect penis into her hot, throbbing flesh then begins to thrust, rocking their bodies back and forth. The spreading warmth rekindles the budding tension in the pit of her belly. Magic flows from her body to his, which ignites a contracting, rippling effect in her nether region. Her muscles contract around his hard shaft.

  “God, you feel good.” His thrusts increase in speed.

  Sophia wraps her arms around his neck and lifts her pelvis to meet his oncoming thrusts.

  “Aden—” Her body trembles, and the tension begins to build, once more.

  “Fuck,” he groans. “I can feel you contracting. Come for me.”

  A spark of pleasure washes over her body and a stream of magic releases.

  Magic flows over him then invades his body. His frame shudders in the thralls of release.

  He cradles her to his chest, and they lay in each other’s arms, fully sated and unable to move. As their breathing becomes steady, he withdraws his shaft and rolls to the side of the bed.

  Sophia watches him twist the end of the condom over his penis before tugging it off. He knots the end and tosses it into the trashcan.

  Lying back down, Aden draws her into his arms then kisses her tenderly. “Are you okay?”

  “Hmm...yes.” She snuggles closer to his lean frame.

  “Get some rest because I’m going to wake you before dawn.”

  Her eyes spring open. “You’re going to what? Wait. After what we...what you just did?”

  Aden chuckles t
hen kisses her lips. “There’re many more things I want to do to and with you. And Sophia, I plan on doing a few of them before we get up in the morning. So, I suggest you get some rest while you can.” He kisses the tip of her nose then cradles her to his chest

  Wisdom by April A. Luna

  Book of Light & Shadows Book 3

  Chapter One

  Sophia Mahoney

  A FAR OFF and distant voice calls out Sophia’s name. It pulls at her, drawing her from the depths of slumber like the sultry song of a merman in the turbulent depths of the deep blue sea. The strings of her consciousness strum and Sophia’s eyes flutter under her lids. Goose bumps erupt across her body. She draws in a deep breath then opens her eyes.

  “You’re a heavy sleeper.”

  “No. Not really. I’ve just been really tired lately.” She takes in a deep breath then yawns. “Usually, I wake up with every little sound all night long. I guess...I feel safer when we’re together.”

  Aden takes hold of her left hip and rolls her onto her back. “Well, now that you’re awake, I have some exploring to do.” He playfully nips at the skin around her navel, which makes her squirm.

  “Wait,” Sophia laughs. “I think you went exploring more than enough earlier. It should be my turn now.” She slides her body up on the bed then sits up.

  “Your turn?” Aden’s brows shoot upward. “Really?”

  “That’s what I said.” Sophia grins then kneels on the bed next to him. “I didn’t stutter.”

  Sophia places her hands on his broad shoulders and shoves him down onto the mattress. She lean over, kisses him, and then she nibbles on his lower lip before moving over his chin and down his neck.

  His hands slide up her body, but she intercepts them before they reach her breasts. “Keep your hands under your pillow.”

  Aden hesitates then slides his hands under his head.

  “Good. Now leave them there.”

  Sophia lowers her head. She leaves a trail of kisses across his jawline leading down to his collarbone.

  The tips of Aden’s fingers lightly brush against her skin. She takes his hands in hers and shakes her head. “Where should they be?”

  “Hmm...” Aden slides his hands back under his head. “Just make sure you keep the magic inside your body contained while exploring with your hands.”

  Sophia nods then continues her downward movement across his body, tasting and nipping skin as she goes. When she reaches his lower abdomen, she straddles his legs.

  Slowly, she takes the tip of his erect penis into her mouth.

  A low, throaty growl passes his lips and a grin spreads across his lips.

  Sophia steadies her body. She slides down his shaft then back up again. Closing her lips around him, she sucks on the head, gently, which makes his body tremble. She places a hand at the base of his shaft then slides down its length then comes back up.

  “Move your hand.” Aden coaxes her hand free. “And take more of me in when you slide down,” he commands. “Relax the muscles in your throat.”

  Sophia moves at a slow, steady pace. Hesitantly, she removes her hand from the base of his shaft and slides down further. She gags, slightly, then stops to acclimate herself to the way he feels. Sliding back up, she draws her lips tighter around his cock then proceed to bob her head up and down over his rock hard erection. Each time she comes up, she slides her tongue over the tip before making her way back down, which makes him groan.

  “God, Sophia. I’m sorry, but I need to feel you.”

  Aden sits up then takes hold of her waist and lifts her off his legs. Gently, he sits her down on the mattress. He scoots off the bed then stands.

  Tearing paper wafts in the air.

  He rolls a condom down over his erect shaft then sits in the middle of the bed.

  “Come here.” Aden reaches out for her. “I want to try something.”

  She inches closer to him.

  “Sit on top of me.”

  Sophia inches closer then straddles him.

  Taking hold of her waist, he guides her down over his shaft.

  She wraps her arms around his neck then lifts her body up and down with her legs.

  Their movement is slow, at first, but soon picks up speed.

  “That’s it.” Aden swivels her hips, then pulls her down around his shaft.

  Sophia arches her back and moan.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Mmm...yes.”

  “Move your hips to the side when you slide down. See what angles and movement feels best.” He holds onto her arching body, coaxing her back down.

  “Oh. My. God!”

  He lies back on the bed and guides her hips. Their pace quickens. Each time she comes down around him, he thrusts upward, sending her back into the air.

  She rides him, and their bodies’ rock together. Her muscles begin to spasm then contract around his cock.

  He stills her movement. Then, he eases her off his body. “Get on all four in front of me.”

  Sophia rolls onto her hands and knees.

  He guides her legs further apart. His body brushes against her buttocks, and he takes hold of her hips.

  “What are you doing?” She squirms on the bed.

  “Taking you from behind—” He stills her movement then slowly, he slides his shaft into her quivering flesh. Sophia arches her body, and Aden places a hand on the small of her back. “Bend your elbows, and don’t arch your back.”

  Sophia lays her head down on the bed and grabs hold of the sheet.

  Aden thrusts behind her, sinking his shaft deep inside her. He reaches around and takes hold of the sensitive nub under the hood of her clitoris, and her thighs shake. Skillfully, he applies steady pressure and strokes the throbbing flesh.

  “Oh, God.” Sophia’s toes curl inward. “Mmm...I like this position.”

  “Do you now?” Aden sways his hips to the side then thrusts forward.

  “Oh, my God. Yes.” Magic buzzes her body, and her muscles contract around him. “I think this is my new favorite position.”

  Sophia brushes hair out of her face. She hears a whimper. It takes a few seconds for her to realize the sound came from her lips. An intense pulsation erupts deep inside her body. Magic flows from her body to his. She moans, she’s in the grips of an orgasm.

  Aden continues to thrust, rocking them back and forth. He groans, and his frame tenses in the thralls of sexual release. Gently, he eases her down onto the mattress. Lying next to her, he draws Sophia to his chest, cradling her in his arms.

  Her lips curl upward into a smile, and she closes her eyes. His warmth. His embrace. It’s comforting to have his arms wrapped around her because he makes her feel safe. Breathing in his scent, she listens to the steady sound of his breathing.

  Aden’s words from earlier enter her thoughts. She hasn’t known him for long, but if she’s being honest with herself, she wants to know him better. He said he’s never wanted anything more than casual sex before; however, now, he wants more with her. So, what exactly does that mean?

  Chapter Two

  Aden Clarkson

  A THUNDEROUS BOOM echoes in Aden’s ears. The sound of breaking glass reverberates, and Sophia jumps in his arms. Aden tightens his hold on her body. A high-pitched alarm goes off. It’s the new security system. The tone makes his ears ache.

  Sophia opens her mouth to speak, but Aden places a single finger over her lips to silence her. He must focus now and listen to the sounds around him.

  Aden calls on his inner gargouille’s ears. A deep, throaty rumble in the distances grows louder.

  It’s Thor. His robust bark pierces the blackness of night.

  Sophia shivers.

  He can hear the erratic beats of her heart. Sitting up, he releases her then stands next to the bed. He motions for her to stay put.

  Wide-eyed, she watches him slide on his slacks then button them.

  “Don’t move,” he says, barely above a whisper then walks up to the door. Standing rigid and
erect, he keys a code into the keypad, and the alarm falls silent.

  Aden listens. The hardwood floor at the base of the stairs groans, but then the light footsteps recede. If he’s right, the intruders, two of them, are heading toward the basement.

  Gripping the knob with his left hand, he turns it, slowly. The door lock clicks, and he eases it open. He twists the lock on the knob then shuts the door. Before he leaves, he jiggles the handle.

  He takes the far right side of the stairs, which carries his weight with the least amount of sound. Inching his way closer to the base of the stairs, he uses the sight of his inner beast.

  His vision shifts from human to gargouille. His eyes collect tiny amounts of light, including the lower portion of the infrared light, which he doesn’t see in human form. His eyes, they now reflect light and amplify his surroundings, which makes it easier to observe images in the dark.

  With slow, steady steps, he makes his way across the room then stops at the entry to the hall. Drawing in a deep breath, he breathes in the lingering smells swirling in the air. There are three distinct body scents. Three males, two who belong to the Doccioner clan, and the other reeks of old blood—an assassin—a Maalik assassin.

  The crack of wood splintering wafts in the air. Aden peers around the corner, but the hall is empty. The intruders are now making their way down into the basement. To hit the bookstore again so soon, what they seek must be valuable. And from the repeat break-ins, they must think that what they seek is still in the building.

  Aden presses his back against the wall and makes his way to the basement entrance. By his calculations, Logan should’ve already contacted the police and is on his way. If timed just right, he may be able to subdue and detained one of the Doccioner clan members, and hide him for questioning later. That is if he can get the jump on the Maalik assassin.