Page 29 of A Cursed Heart
“Sorry about that,” Ryan said, kissing my temple and taking over the chopping of the carrots I was preparing. I brushed his hair away from his face, ending the link at the same time.
“Daddy, you were gone forever!” Freya whined.
“I know, sweetheart, but it’s done now. Let’s have dinner and play a game, okay?”
Our usual dinner, bath, story and bed routine was easy. Instead of asking for me, Freya wanted Ryan, which I liked. After being the responsible adult all day, I was ready for a break.
In the pocket of the sweatpants I wore, my phone buzzed with a message.
Lydia
How’s everything going?
It was a surprise that she thought to contact me first. I had worried she might not like me for taking her place in Freya’s life.
Mal
Everything is fine. Ryan spent the day talking to Conrad. I watched Freya paint a new masterpiece.
I was very aware of not giving too much away over text. It was entirely possible this was not Lydia, though that could have been paranoia speaking.
Lydia
Ooh, pics please! Alright, just checking in.
Mal
Do you want me to get Ryan to call you?
Lydia
No, it’s fine. Thanks Mal. Speak to you tomorrow.
Shaking my head, I returned my phone to my pocket once I sent the picture I’d taken over.
“Everything okay?” Ryan asked. He scrubbed a hand over his face, looking exhausted.
“Fine, it was just Lydia checking on us. Why don’t we go to bed?”
Ryan grimaced. “Not sure I’m tired yet. My body is, but my mind is buzzing.”
“Then why don’t I quiet the noise?”
His grimace turned to a smirk. “Yeah? I’d like that.”
When we got into the bedroom, Ryan flopped onto the bed. “Mal, you’re gonna have to do all the work here. My body’s given up. Man, that interview was stressful.”
I climbed onto the bed to lean over him. My hair fanned out, creating a curtain between Ryan and the world. In there, it was only us two. “If that’s what you want, then yes, I would love to be inside you again. I’m impatient, though. May I use magic to prepare you?”
Ryan leaned up on his elbows to kiss me. “Please. Just the thought of it’s got me so hot.”
Under me, I could feel the hard swell of his cock.
Ryan was wearing jeans, hardly comfortable in his current state.
“Alright. First, let’s get rid of all these pesky clothes.
” It took only a blink before we were skin to skin.
I kissed him, exploring every inch of his mouth with my tongue.
His moans were delicious, feeding my energy until I was buzzing with it.
I sent a lot of it into the shields I’d set up around the apartment. We did not want to be interrupted.
“Mal,” Ryan groaned as he felt the magic working its way inside him. “Fuck that feels almost as good as your tongue!”
“If you’d rather have my mouth on you here,” I trailed my hand down his body to his cock, then further until I could tap my finger on his wet hole. “Then that can be arranged.”
“No!” He grabbed my hand. “I… I like this, too.”
“Good, because you’re nearly ready for my cock.” I reached for the lube to coat myself with it. Magic was great, but this was better.
Seeing him all needy for me had me on edge. A desire to feel him inside me once more burned through me. I was on top of him, his length trapped and leaking under me. In a move he didn’t expect, I got to my knees, notched his cock head at my entrance and sank down on him, taking him inside me.
“Wha—ah, shit! You feel so good!”
Rocking slowly, I let us both adjust before moving faster. I rose and fell over him. Leaning down, I kissed him while he pumped his hips up into me.
We moved together, panting and growing sweaty in the warm room. When I felt him getting close, I stopped and pulled off him. I moved down, pausing to admire my lover. He was so damn sexy covered in sweat, all pink and lust drunk.
I urged him to open his legs for me. He was wet from my magic, his hole gaping slightly.
Taking a breath to calm myself, I pushed inside him slowly, treasuring the feeling of his tight, hot walls squeezing me.
It took him a moment to adjust to me, then I pulled out.
In and out, I set a slow, steady rhythm, rocking into my lover all while kissing and touching him like he was the most precious being alive. He was to me.
“Ah, fuck! So good,” Ryan babbled as I brought us closer to release. His hands were tight on my hips, trying to drive me deeper inside him. A hand slipped down and worked its way between my cheeks. He finger fucked my ass while I thrust into him, already so close to the brink.
Ryan surged up to nip my lip at the same moment he yanked on my hair and pegged my prostate with those clever fingers. I came with a shout, filling him with my release.
I pulled out of him and flopped onto the bed, opening my legs in invitation. “Fuck me, Ry. Fill me up.”
His expression was practically feral. His cock felt amazing inside my oversensitive body. Each of his thrusts was rough and deep, working me towards a second, smaller orgasm.
We came together minutes later, both breathing heavily and sweat-soaked. Ryan lay beside me, holding my hand in his.
“Yeah, that worked. My brain is all quiet now.”
“Good. Go to sleep, Ryan. I’ll clean us up.”
He was quiet for a moment. My magic made quick work of cleaning both us and the bed. I dressed us in underwear and even settled us under the covers.
“Mal?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m so glad I found you.”
“I am too.”
Ryan’s arms wrapped themselves around me. I could already tell he was unaware of it, mostly asleep after a stressful day.
We were so close to freedom for him. I couldn’t help but wonder if love was truly enough, why wasn’t I free from the heart ruby already?