Page 86 of The Unbound Witch
There was no space between us, not an inch of give as he moved to his feet and lifted me from the ground, wrapping my legs around his waist, his hard length pushed against me. Setting me on the cold counter, he placed a hand around the back of my neck and the other between my legs, pressing firmly against the bud. I gasped at the sensation, instantly wanting more. Lost in the darkness with every other sense heightened.
“Grey or Bastian. Your choice.”
“If this is some wicked Trial of yours, I’m going to fail,” I answered.
He huffed a laugh. “Choose.”
“Grey,” I breathed.
He brought a hand to my collarbone, urging me backward until I lay on the counter, the cool stone slab like ice against the heat of my body.
“Don’t move,” he whispered.
Trailing tiny kisses up the inside of my thigh and down the other, he skipped the only place I needed to feel him. Throbbing with desire and waves of heat cascading over me, my hips lifted from the counter. But then he pulled away, vanishing into the darkness. Just when I thought to sit up, he pressed his lips to my earlobe, sliding down until he could sink his teeth into my neck. A blissful bite of pleasure as Grey’s fingers trailed over my stomach. I squirmed, and he disappeared again, taking my breath with him.
“Do. Not. Move.”
I smiled at the tone of his voice. The need for absolute control as he teased me.
“I want to feel you.”
“Do you?”
A single finger brushed my rib cage. I reached for him, but he was gone. Seconds passed before his hot mouth closed over a hard nipple and slipped away again. In and out he moved, taunting me, bringing my body to life in a way I didn’t know possible as I anticipated his single touch upon my sensitive skin. The light caught Grey’s face again, his softer features filled with adoration as he looked at me in a way I’d never seen from him. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been attracted to him, but whatever he was doing was breathing fire and life to that thought.
As if he could read my mind, feeling accomplished in his task, Grey kissed me with so much passion, I thought I’d stop breathing. Stop thinking. Stop everything just to hold this moment for as long as I could. I melted for him, for Bastian. One man.
His hands became fire once more, brushing my skin, bringing me back to life. His mouth left my lips to close over my core, a single grazing of the sensitive bud and I lifted my hips from the counter, desperate for more of him. All of him.
Again, he pulled away.
“I don’t think I like this game, King,” I managed.
He laughed from across the room and, within a second, his fingers pressed into my thighs, pushing my legs apart once more. Grey’s tongue slipped over me. The heat and pressure grew within as he worked relentlessly. Back and forth he stroked until both of us were breathless and could handle it no more. He paused to trail kisses up my body, grabbing me and lifting with hardly any effort.
We moved from the counter to the bed in the middle of the living area. He pressed himself against my opening, pushing forward until I could feel the ache from his size. Pulling back, he thrust again, going just beyond that point, preparing my body to feel every solid inch of him.
I moved my hands down his back as Grey drove all the way forward, pushing himself to the hilt. My nails dug in, feeling the pleasure as thoroughly as he did. Until it was only pleasure, only him and me, and nothing else in the world mattered. In and out he moved, gracefully and in a perfect cadence as I lifted my hips, taking all of him, needing all of him. Minutes turned to eternity as his breathing grew ragged, the summit of desire growing between us. I squeezed, preparing to fall, to burst. He groaned, throwing his head back in a roar that was all beast and no man as he pulsed, the shadows falling from the paned windows as he lost all control over them, taking us both to a place of immeasurable pleasure.
I didn’t blink, didn’t breathe, as he fell beside me. I studied the look on his face seconds after euphoria. He was everything. Darkness and light. Eternity and never. Grey and Bastian. He was the beginning and the end and all the space in-between. The moon’s kiss and the sun’s heat. He was fire, and he was mine.
“Come with me,” he said, standing, still naked as the day he was born, though he’d taken his true form once more.
I slipped my sweaty hand into his, leaving my clothing behind as well. He cast a new door in the middle of the room and pulled me through the warm water that fell from the threshold as we crossed. I ducked my head and giggled as droplets of fresh water fell down my body. The space was mostly dark, though light shone through the waterfall we hid behind, lighting the smooth stone interior of the magical cave.
Bastian took both of my hands, raising them above my head as he backed me against the slick slab of a rock wall. I thought he would kiss me. Spread my legs and take me again right there. But instead, he leaned his head against mine, closing his eyes as he drew a calming breath.
“Do you want to know why you drive me mad, Miss Moonstone?”
“Maybe.”
“You are my only weakness,” he breathed into my ear. “My only equal. My only future. A year ago, I would have given my life to keep this world from burning. And now, I’d sooner light the world on fire and watch it burn than see you suffer its wrath. You’ve changed everything. I think I’ve fallen in love with you, Little Witch. In fact, I don’t think I’ll ever stop falling.”
The world went completely still. The mist from the waterfall, disappearing. The air, gone. The weight of his words hung between us as I let them wash over me. For a second, he was vulnerable. For a second, he was just a man. Naked and glorious and in love with me. Me. What had I ever done to steal the heart of a villain king and see it for what it truly was? Not dark at all, but pure and light.
I slipped my hand out of his to place it on his heart. “I think I have loved you since the moment we met.”
He threw his head back and laughed so hard I thought he’d cry. I saw him fully at that moment. All of Grey and all of Bastian. All of the shifter and all of the witch.