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Chapter 25

Tully

“ I have to come, Tully. You’re sure you want to try this? Last chance to back out.”

I narrow my eyes and bounce on him slowly. Blessed Stones, the way he is all sweating and undone with those damned glasses on… I suck in a vicious breath, not allowing myself to come quite yet.

“There will be no backing out,” he hisses.

I press down, taking him in full.

Argos grunts my name as well as a few obscenities. Pleasure unfurls from my head to my toes. He grips my breast with his tail, flicking the end over my nipple. I whimper and ride him hard, and then, I feel it—his knot is swelling.

My climax slithers impatiently inside me. I am so wet for this monster. His knot is filling me so completely. I shut my eyes and swallow, my legs trembling.

“It feels amazing,” I whisper. “So full.”

“Tully. Gods?—”

His hips jerk seemingly without his control and his tail whips against my breasts, wild and just the amount of rough that I adore.

“Yes, Argos!”

Then heat surges inside me. He is coming hard, and his knot is hot as fire and I love the almost painful full feeling of it. I force myself not to come. To wait. It will be that much more fantastic. He’s thrashing against me, and I hiss, loving every second. I dig my nails into his massive chest and let my breast bounce right in front of those glasses of his.

At last, I unleash my climax and it ripples through me like an earthquake. I’m gasping for air and soaring with pleasure. I brace myself on his chest.

“You might just earn the right to be freed from your ropes, Minotaur.”

He is still moving, just barely, hardly noticeable to the eye, but like a world-altering action to my core. I’m going to come again.

“Eyes on me, Witch.”

A thrill dances down my back and along my thighs. My legs shake even more. I need to come. I need it now.

“You’re panting,” he says, eyeing me over his glasses. His muscled arms strain against my ties like he’s dying to touch me.

“So are you.”

His lips twist into a naughty grin and I love that his hair is sticking a little to his damp forehead. “I can move a little more if you’d like.” His eyes change; they soften for a moment. “I don’t want to hurt you either.”

“You’re not going to hurt me. This feels fucking maddening. I love it.”

That wicked smile returns to his handsome face. “How does my knot feel inside you?”

His knot shakes slightly inside, and the way it presses so tightly into every nook and corner of my most sensitive places is the best feeling I’ve ever experienced. His tail slinks across my ribs and the end circles my center. I arch my back and the movement nearly has me over the edge. My mate’s mark heats and tingles, sending a feeling of rightness through my bones.

“How does it feel? I’ll move more if you tell me,” he says.

I look at him with no guile, no walls up. “Like I will never be satisfied with anyone but you.”

“Tully, I love you.” Somehow he looks both dangerous and kind. It’s a magic all of its own.

“I love you, Argos.”

He pushes upward in painfully slow motion. He bares his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut, and I can’t get enough of watching him take pleasure. Using the tip of his tail, he toys with my clit until I’m whimpering again. I shift my hips. I can only manage a small movement, but just that change elicits a massive crescendo of pleasure when combined with the lift of his body.

He flicks his tail over my throat, then circles it gently. We make eye contact, and I can tell he’s asking permission to tighten his hold. I nod, my body vibrating so hard that he must feel it too. His tail tightens and his nostrils flare as he comes again.

I shift back and forth as much as I’m able and I’m falling, falling, falling down that sensual abyss of pleasure. Pleasure spirals down my body in powerful waves. He swears as my heat closes and spasms around his knot and his cock.

I drop onto him and reach for my wand. His knot releases, and I untie him with a flick of magic. He wraps me in his arms and breathes into my wild curls.

“My vicious mate,” he whispers. “I adore you.”

His skin is hot and sticky and I long to lick every inch of him. I trace his mate’s mark, wanting to be completely honest here.

“I will never be a pliant sort of mate, Argos. You know that.”

“I do, and I love you exactly how you are. Independent. Fierce. Not at all in need of me.”

I chuckle, and he smoothes a curl behind my ear.

“I do want you though,” I say. “I will always want you. I love you, Argos. I truly do. The marks don’t lie.”

“I don’t need a mark to tell me. Your eyes say it all.”

I lift my head. “They do?”

He nods, looking too arrogant, so I pinch his nipple.

“Ach, Witch!” He bats my hand away, chuckling.

I settle back onto his chest. “Don’t go around telling folks that I’m all ridiculous for you. I won’t stand for it.”

“Will you consider joining forces at the market?”

Hmm. I look to the window, tasting the idea in my head. “We will have to create a contract. I can’t have you ruining my reputation with your attempts at magic.”

“I wouldn’t be doing any magic at all. I was thinking I’d be your research assistant, finding new spells to try out in your workroom.”

“I love that idea, but you will have magic. You still have your stones. Or did you wall them up in that ditchite structure?”

“I have them, but I meant to give them to you to destroy or just keep safe.”

“No, I believe you can come up with a way to use them safely.”

“Seriously?”

“Now that you know better how they work and why, you can invent something. I am willing to bet the town’s safety on that brain of yours.”

He lifts me onto him and cradles my face with his huge hands. “Thank you, Tully. Thank you for believing in me.”

I smile against his fingers, then nip at his thumb, nearly hard enough to draw blood. “Don’t get too comfortable. You’ll have to earn my trust with this joint venture idea.”

He pulls me into a kiss. I tangle my tongue with his, and he cants my jaw and deepens the kiss with devouring motions that have me hot and wet all over again. I moan into his mouth and soon we are experimenting with this new love all over again.