Page 45 of The Bookseller and the Alpha (Witch Twins #1)

Luc

I had fucked up. Again. I’d been overbearing.

Insulting. I’d brushed off her job as if it was nothing.

My only excuse was that I was desperate not to have her out of my sight.

I couldn’t do my job from her bookshop. She couldn’t run her business from anywhere else.

Rationally, I knew that my guards could keep her safe, but now that my Beast had started to bond with her, I simply couldn’t leave her safety in someone else’s hands.

There had to be a way for us to compromise.

She needed some time to decompress. And so did I.

Watching her in the throes of her orgasm, giving her pleasure, had helped.

But it wasn’t enough. I hurried to her tiny bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I pulled her panties from my pocket. Roughly taking my cock out of my pants, I wrapped the scrap of fabric around my pulsing length, giving myself a couple of hard strokes.

Her scent and the memory of her soft wet pussy on my fingers was all it took, and in moments I was spilling ropes of hot cum all over my hand and her ruined panties.

The orgasm was so strong that it stole my breath, made me see stars.

Gasping and shuddering, I collapsed against the tiled wall.

I would be inside her tonight. I couldn’t wait any longer.

When I had recovered, I returned to the kitchen.

I washed the pans I’d used to make breakfast and swept up the broken plates.

When she’d orgasmed in my arms, the breakfast dishes had flown across the room and smashed against the wall.

Luckily, I had anticipated something of the sort after the power display in my apartment and I made sure that my body was between her and anything that could fly loose when she lost control.

And she did so beautifully. But yet again she’d had no idea that she had used magic.

She had been so focused on taking her pleasure.

From me. Her mate. At least you did something right , Beast muttered.

I looked at the clock. I’d given her thirty minutes. Time’s up, sweetheart.

I was outside her room in an instant. The door was shut, but I could hear her moving around the room.

“Caly. I’m sorry. What I said didn’t come out right.

” She asked for a couple more minutes. I checked my phone for work emails while I waited.

Two minutes. That was enough. I needed to explain what I’d meant.

I had sounded like a total asshole and she was right to be angry with me.

But I wasn’t going to allow that anger to fester. I could explain.

We will grovel . I sighed. Beast was right. I would grovel. But I wouldn’t back down. She needed to understand that her safety would always be my first priority.

I knocked. “I’m coming in.” I pulled the door open.

Both times I had been in her room, I had arrived late and I’d left the bed (extremely reluctantly) before dawn, and it had been too dark to see the details of her space, the things she liked to have near her.

The room was small, dominated by the large bed.

The rest of the space was organised chaos.

Bright rugs, like the ones in the living room, covered the floorboards.

Shelves overflowed with books, pot plants and little knick-knacks.

It was garish, overwhelming, and completely unlike my apartment, but also…

happy. This was clearly a space where my mate loved to spend time.

“Uh, just give me a minute.”

My attention snagged back on Caly when I detected embarrassment in her voice.

I almost swallowed my tongue when I saw that she was on her knees by the side of the bed, showing me her delectable ass.

As I watched she started to wriggle onto her front.

“My boots are under the bed. It will only take a moment.”

Take all the time you need I almost said as my eyes locked onto the sight of her luscious body wriggling as she tried to reach her shoes.

I locked my lips on the words. Little breathy gasps punctuated the wriggles.

My brain helpfully supplied the other ways I could coax those little gasps from her.

Fuck. I’d only just come, but my dick swelled in my pants.

I was wrong. I didn’t want her to keep going.

This was torture. I’d died and gone to hell.

“Bloody box is jammed on something.”

“Let me help.” I adjusted my cock and lowered myself to the floor beside Caly. Carefully. Thank you gods. Give me something to do other than look at her ass and imagine how she would scream my name when I finally got my cock inside her wet heat.