Free BeMyWarlockTonight by Renee Field

last thrust—grasping her head to ensure she didn’t escape. Then he came, the hot spurt of his seed raining down into her mouth, filling her. She gulped, tasting his magical essence, loving the salty and sweet flavor of him. Licking him clean, she flopped onto her back.
    “You like?”
    Lance gave her a long, thorough hot look that set Cindy’s body and mind on fire. There was something telling, something that had changed because she’d dared take control. A shiver of desire swamped her magical senses.
    She thought his kiss would be brutal. It was the exact opposite. Featherlight , he took her slightly swollen bottom lip into his mouth, tasting his own passion. She yielded, opening her mouth to his loving lips. And it was loving . It wasn’t a taking or a thank you. No, in her heart Cindy sensed the difference.
    The melding of their combined magical energy coalesced into one entity with the power of his kiss. Her heart went straight into overdrive with the realization this was beyond her control. This was pure, unbridled universal-soul power, eating her alive with passion. She had no control over her emotions and realized no amount of business sense would save her from falling magically in love with Lance.
     
    Lance wanted the feel of his body on top of Cindy’s. He wanted her breasts pushing into his chest, he needed the feel of his still-hard cock against her slick cunt and he had to have those blue eyes that looked so sexy with want and filled with magic watching him as he took her.
    His heart skipped a beat as he looked at the lovely Darklander witch lying beneath him. Her long, cascading blonde hair spilled with a life of its own around his pillows. Her hot, melting candy scent reminded him of a bouquet of fresh flowers with a hint of cinnamon as it filled his bedroom. He couldn’t have been happier. Her body hummed with magic. Now that she’d given in to her magical essence, varying shades of yellow colors surrounded her with brilliance. It was like looking at a Goddess come to life—warrior and lover sinfully combined into the best magical beauty of all time.
    “I love you.”
    Lance had no idea where the words came from. Cindy’s eyes popped open, the effect showcasing the surprise and fear his words had evoked.
    “No, you do not. You’re just saying that because of the curse.”
    Her easy answer didn’t sit well with him. He leaned back, crouching, still needing to be seated between the vee of her thighs, wanting to see the slick dew of her pussy that screamed she was ready for the taking. He liked that. Cindy wasn’t shy, didn’t cower in the bedroom pretending she didn’t enjoy what they were doing. She was the type of woman, type of witch who relished all the ways they could fuck. A hot, fast-pounding fuck or a slow, tender loving one suited her fine. Depending on her mood she could be just as dirty, just as ferocious or inventive as him. Lance ran his hands through his tousled hair.
    It wasn’t like him to casually throw out meaningless words. That wasn’t the warlock he was or the man he could be. He hadn’t thought about the impact of his words but he realized he meant them.
    “The curse has nothing to do with it and you know it.”
    She attempted to prop herself up onto her elbows. He leaned over her, keeping her in her prone position.
    “The curse has everything to do with it.”
    She looked angry and scared. Lance wished he was angry but he wasn’t. He no longer quested for revenge on the Stephanopoulos witches—it no longer mattered. The only thing important to him was Cindy. He wanted her. Now and always and it was about time he became the Darklander warlock he was and fully made her his.
    In his heart Lance knew he should ask permission but he was afraid she’d rebuff him.
    “You pick. Do you want me to fuck you or love you?”
    She didn’t hesitate. “Fuck me.”
    Her clipped answer was all bravado and he knew it. “Turn over, on your knees now.”
    Oh he was going to take