Page 47 of Ignited Spirits (Haunted Magic #3)
“I’m Hades’s enforcer. I travel around the realm and suppress any threats against his rule.
I’ve executed countless citizens trying to rebel or engaged in espionage or treason.
It doesn’t exactly make me popular here.
” His eyes pinch with worry, looking like he doesn’t know how I’m going to take the news.
I shrug. “As Hades says, that’s the cycle of life. Some people live, some people die. Sometimes you save people, sometimes you end them. It is what it is, and I’m not going to judge you for it. Lord knows I’ve killed way more people than any twenty-two-year-old should have.”
Yes, they were mostly bad people, but murder is murder at the end of the day. I’m certainly not going to condemn Levi for taking lives while doing his job, because I’ve done the exact same.
His lips tip up in a smile that causes his eyes to scrunch in the corners slightly. “That’s my little raven. Always extending the understanding to others you don’t extend to yourself.”
Oof. Way to call me out.
Instead of responding, because there’s not much I can say to refute that, I fuse my mouth to his once more. Spearing my hands through his hair, I hold him to me as I attempt to control the kiss.
That doesn’t last long as Levi grasps the back of my head in one of his giant hands and holds me in place. I can’t do anything other than take what he wants to give me, and I like it. A lot.
As we kiss, he thrusts against my center.
One benefit of wearing dresses, I guess, is that only my panties and his jeans separate us.
I can feel how hard he is through the thin material, and his rocking movements drive me closer and closer until I come with a groan.
He swallows the sound and keeps grinding against me until I come down from the orgasm.
When I blink open my eyes, he gives me a smug smile before carrying me over to one of the high-backed chairs. Before sitting down, he sets me on my feet and spins me around so my back is to him. I hear him lower himself into the chair and unzip his pants.
Putting a hand on my hip, he guides me down until my entrance is over the head of his cock.
“Pull your panties aside.” I do as he says and start lowering onto him slowly, gasping as I adjust to the fullness of him.
When I’m sitting on his lap, he runs a hand up my body to collar my throat.
“Look at how pretty you are taking my cock, little raven,” he rasps.
My eyes flick up to a mirror I hadn’t notice before. This castle seems to have mirrors in a lot of convenient spots, which makes me wonder what all Hades and his mate group get up to.
Because I really don’t need that image in my head, I instead focus on us.
Levi and I make quite the picture. He looks so much bigger than me, his muscles dwarfing me and making me look almost delicate.
His tanned olive skin, inked with his creatures, contrasts with my pale complexion.
His hand on my throat and his hooded gaze as he watches me while my eyes are wide and uncertain make us look like predator and prey.
But I know that I have the power to make this stop if I want, which is a pretty awesome feeling.
“You look almost as big as you feel,” I blurt out, and then make a vow to myself never to engage in dirty talk again. Because I clearly suck at it.
He chuckles, the deep sound vibrating through me. “Loop your arms around my neck and hold on to the back of the chair. Keep those eyes on me and don’t let go, understand?”
Before I can answer, he grabs my hip with his other hand and starts thrusting in me, hard and deep. Unable to focus on anything other than the feel of him inside me, I give him a jerky nod. That must be enough for him because he doesn’t push me for any other confirmation.
Doing as he instructed, I wind my arms around his neck and dig my fingers into the crushed velvet of the chair. It pushes my breasts out, and he runs the hand around my throat down to the straps at my shoulders. He snaps one and the other before pushing the fabric down to pool at my waist.
The bottom of my gray dress is already bunched up around my hips, so it’s not really covering much at this point.
I don’t know what it is about me being exposed and vulnerable while he’s fully clothed that gets me going, but it does.
I clench around him as he plays with one of my breasts, and he groans into my neck.
“You feel so damn good, little raven, especially when you squeeze my cock like your life depends on it.”
As he lifts his head from where it’s nestled against my neck, his obsidian gaze bleeds fully red, his misty magic swirling around us.
My nose crinkles in confusion as I wonder what he’s doing with his power.
That question is answered when it condenses around my clit and starts rubbing. It feels solid and just like a finger.
I jolt in his arms at the sensation. He moves his hand back to my neck to keep me in place as his magic mercilessly plays with my clit.
When I can focus enough to string a sentence together, I pant, “That’s a nifty trick you have.”
His mouth twitches up, but he doesn’t say anything as he picks up his pace. This position and angle allow him to go so deep. Combined with his magic tormenting my clit, it doesn’t take long until I’m coming around him with a choked shout.
His thrusts and magic don’t slow, prolonging my orgasm until I don’t know if I’ll survive the intense pleasure. When the waves of my climax let up, I squint my eyes open to watch him again.
Levi’s head is thrown back, and his knuckles are white where he grips my hip as he holds himself back. From what, I’m not exactly sure.
I get my answer when his eyes snap open and focus on my face. “Do you want to bond with me, little raven? If you don’t, we need to stop. There’s no way I’m going to be able to hold myself back once I come in your tight little pussy.”
I huff a laugh because all my mates are so sweet for offering to stop if I don’t want the bond. But their concern is unnecessary because I wouldn’t have sex with them if I didn’t want it. It’s nearly impossible to keep a bond from forming while fucking, so I knew what I was getting into.
“I want a bond with you, screech owl. I love you and want to be yours forever.” And the possessive part of me wants to make him mine forever, but that doesn’t sound as romantic.
“I love you, too, little raven. With all my heart and soul. I’ve always been yours, even when we didn’t yet know each other.” His hand on my throat moves up to turn my head so he can fuse his mouth to mine.
Closing my eyes, I get lost in the feel of his mouth on mine and his dick shoved as deep into me as it can go. While still kissing me, he starts thrusting again, harder and deeper than before. I tear my lips away from his to gasp.
When my eyes open, I think for a second that someone turned off the lights because the room is almost pitch black, except for twinkling red specks that provide a little illumination.
“What in the—” I trail off as I realize it’s Levi’s magic cocooning us that’s making it seem so dark. I’m mesmerized by the flickering red dots that are sprinkled throughout.
Levi smiles as he watches me watch his magic. “ Curae mate in much the same way that mages do, with a merging of magic. But ours has a more physical manifestation before the bond snaps into place.”
Before I can say anything, purple magic spills out of me and begins to intertwine itself in the black mist. My cura magic dances almost playfully with his, chasing away some of the darkness. More and more power pours out of me until the black and purple are almost equal.
Once it reaches that balance, our magics seem to explode in a bright flash of light. I squeeze my eyes shut and can actually feel our power merging together. It feels like someone is ripping my heart out and stuffing it back in my chest with an extra part in it.
While the bond forming hurts at first, it quickly turns to intense pleasure that steals my breath. It doesn’t take long for Levi’s deep and fast thrusting to send me over the edge another time. My vision goes white as the pleasure pours over me and does its best to wash me away.
Completing the bond must feel just as good for Levi because his smooth thrusts become jerky right before he groans my name into my shoulder. He slams me down hard as he finishes in me, the jets of his warm cum seeming to go on forever.
“I love you, little raven,” Levi rasps as he comes down from his climax. He holds me tightly against him, like he’s worried I’m going to disappear if he lets go of me. “I won’t ever let anyone hurt you again.”
“I love you, too, screech owl. And I won’t ever let anyone touch any of you as long as I’m still breathing.” I swallow past the lump in my throat, a feeling of safety warring with the ever-present worry that I’ll lose someone I love in this upcoming fight.
I guess I’ll just have to stop Lua and save the world, because I’m not losing anyone. Determination fills me as I vow to myself to do whatever it takes to win and keep those I love safe and happy and whole.