Free Warlock: A Nephilim's Wrath: A Shawn Moore Novel 02 by D. R. Rosier Page A

stick to magic if you fight one of us anytime soon.”
    I grunted and got back up.
    She walked up to me and patiently explained, and showed me
exactly what she did.  Then she showed me a counter move.  Then we practiced it
for a while, until she threw me a different way and started the cycle all over
again.  She was a good teacher, and her scent and closeness was driving me
crazy, but I paid attention to what she was showing me.
    Susan said in exasperation, “I think that’s enough, did you
notice Malina and Lilliana left a half an hour ago?”
    She stepped closer to me.
    “Actually I had.”
    She stepped even closer and tilted her head, “I can scent it
on you, how much you want me.  Would you like to fuck me Shawn?” she asked in a
sexy voice that clouded my mind.
    She stepped closer and put her hands on my chest and looked
up at me with her amber eyes, “I’ve been waiting for a half an hour, ever since
they left.  Surely he’ll make a move now I thought… yet you didn’t.  What are
you waiting for?” she asked in a soft vulnerable voice that made my cock
twitch.
    I grabbed a handful of her long silky blonde hair, and held
her head still as I dipped mine and claimed her lips.  She sighed in pleasure,
and her body plastered itself against mine.  Her hands undid my belt and pants
button before I could blink, and she pushed them down.
    I grabbed her shirt, and pulled up, she eagerly thrusted her
arms in the air as I stripped it off of her, and then went for the buttons on
my shirt as we continued our hot desperate kiss.  When my shirt was open she
pushed it off my shoulders and pulled it down, as I slid a hand into her yoga
pants and teasingly cupped her hot wet mound with my hand.
    She mewled into my mouth, and wrapped her hand around my
length and started to stroke it softly with her palm and with the light touch
of her fingers.  She let go and backed away with a wicked smile, turned around
and bent at the waist, and slowly pushed her yoga pants down inch by inch.  She
slowly revealed her tight bubbled ass and the glistening wet heat of her labia,
as her pants were pushed down to her ankles.
    I said demandingly, “Hands and knees.”
    She shivered and winked at me as she got down on her hands
and knees, arched her back, and waved her ass at me in invitation.  My cock
throbbed as the scent of her sex reached me.
    I got on my knees behind her and lined it up, and ran my tip
up and down her dripping mound before I pushed into her tight heat.  My tip was
engulfed in the heavenly warmth of her tight silken sex.
    I was on the edge of control, I’d been wanting this all
fucking day, Susan had driven me mad with it.  Still, I intended to go slowly
and let her get used to my nine inches, but she had other ideas.  She arched
her back even further and pushed back into me hard, impaling herself.
    “That’s it Shawn, that’s what I wanted.  My god your cock is
huge.”
    I caressed the mouthwatering curves of her thin waist, sexy
hips, and perfectly supple ass.
    “Your so damned tight Susan, fuck, I’ve been wanting this
all day,” I said in a confident voice as her sex continued to undulate, loosen
and squeeze me like a vise as her body adjusted to my forceful entry.
    When her core settled down to a very snug wet fit she
started to pull away and buck back against me, she clearly wasn’t in this to
sit still, and the hot wet friction of her body drove both my pleasure and
desire higher, and I started to thrust forward to meet her flesh hard as she
bucked and fucked back into me.
    I lost connection with the world around me, all that existed
was the sexy shifter fucking herself back against me as I thrusted into her
just as fast and hard.
    “Fuck me Shawn, fuck me harder.  Just like that Shawn, don’t
stop, fuck me Shawn,” she said over and over, each repetition a little more
breathless as we both quickly drove each other towards orgasm.  She was
absolutely an amazing fuck, no more so than any of