Sassy Ever After: A Witchingly Sassy Seduction (Kindle Worlds Novella)

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began to involuntarily tremble from the impact of the new orgasm that ripped through her. Celia clung to Owain as her body arched into him at an impossible angle. His own moved in and out with inhuman speed, taking everything she gave. She felt the powerful sting of his fangs sinking into her flesh as he latched on, driving his powerful thrusts into her willing body. She held him tight, loving the experience of becoming a true mate. He continued to hold her immobilized as his own body navigated through the powerful transference of his life spark into her. Celia felt the power and yes, magic flow between them, as his mating bite sank even deeper into her shoulder. Her body absorbed and milked him for everything he could give her as he climbed an impossibly high plateau of climax.
    Then he crashed into the wall of pleasure. She felt it to her core as his body stiffened and held still, cradling her close. Uncontrollable spasms rocketed between them, as they fell together from the skies of sexual oblivion, back down to where mere mortals roamed.
    He released her, falling to her side as they recovered from the final stage of their mating. She realized this last time there’d been no condom separating them. Did he realize it too? A calm reclaimed her, giving her peace and stillness of mind.
    Then there were no thoughts, symbols or even sounds, save the ones of extreme panting for them to catch their breaths. Her mind was at rest—for once. Owain pulled her close to him, entwining fingers with hers, as they continued to recover from some otherworldly expression of love between them.
    She continued to simply exist in his arms, knowing that even thoughts would diminish this. Soon, sweet, beloved sleep slinked into her consciousness, cooing and calling for her to join the land of dreams. That is where she met with Owain again, to play and love, in the best dreams of her life. They held each other in sleep as they had in wakefulness, oblivious to the dark stirrings outside their dwelling. 
     

 
    Chapter 10
     
     
    Outside in the darkness of the woods, she watched the play of light and power that danced over Owain’s home. She wept, knowing it was too late. Turning in disgusted defeat, hatred and anger snaked and swirled within, growing stronger with each step. No—she wouldn’t accept defeat. He was the key and he would do what he was created to. No matter the obstacle, she would have him.
    With firm resolve, she left with a simple vow, “Let the killing begin.”
     
    ***
     
    “Hurry up, we have to get over to the garage before the crowds leaving town pick up,” he said, laughing at how typical she was when it came to primping in the mirror.
    “If I was able to do to you the number you did on my hair last night, you’d be more understanding.”
    “Yeah, yeah. Use that brush I left for you in the bathroom and come on.”
    “What the hell, Owain, it’s only… 8:17am. You act like an old man with time.”
    “Hurry up or I’m coming in to help. Usually by eight, I’ve done a couple of hours of work.”
    “Oh God, I’ve gone and mated myself to a paw-paw.”
    He loved hearing the stuff she muttered under her breath. It was funny as hell, and as of yet she hadn’t figured it out that he could still hear it all. He’d continue to keep that a secret for a little while longer. It was just too damn entertaining to give up yet.
    Celia came into the kitchen looking like his own personal living doll. He marveled at how unaware she was of her awe-inspiring beauty. He watched as the biggest chocolate brown eyes grew with affection as he passed her a cup of coffee from that fancy machine.
    She took a sip, savoring the flavor and sighed. “Deep, dark roast with hazelnut creamer,” she said with that dreamy, sexy throaty voice of hers. “Honey, how did you know?”
    She’d called him honey and his heart did a flip. Keep it under control. It’s just a term of endearment that’s common.
    Stay cool.
    “Um, I took a guess.

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