Unbound: The Cursed Trilogy, Book One by Betty Legend (small books to read .txt) 📕

Placing my fingers into the swirl of essence in his hand, I notice how similar it feels to the warmth of the ocean.

“Are you water magic?”

Griffin squeezes me in his arm. “Yes, I am.”

“What is Cyrus?”

“He’s air magic.”

“That’s why he can portal?”

“You’re catching on quick.”

“Are each of your friends related to elemental magic?”

Griffin moves his palm toward me, trailing the glowing essence over my side, teasing my skin with goosebumps.

“They are.”

“Am I going to meet them?”

“Eventually, yes.”

Turning me onto my back, he follows the essence with kisses I have no intention of stopping. My legs spread for him, wanting to know how his touch will feel.

“Do you trust me?” Beautiful ocean blue eyes look up at me with hope.

“You’re earning it.”

“That’s a start.”

Griffin watches my expression as the essence in his hand disappears, and he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my shorts. Peeling the fabric from my legs, he tosses it aside, along with my underwear. Sitting between my legs, he leans forward, kissing me until heat builds at my center. At the first touch of his finger against my clit, I jolt slightly from the heat and sensation, the strength overwhelmingly erotic and arousing. This is no ordinary touch of a man—this is the touch of magic from a creature so beautiful he steals my breath with every kiss.

Slow, rhythmic motions circle my clit until I’m dripping with desire. He takes his time exploring me, teasing me, driving my need for more to an excruciating level. Just when I want to beg, he slides two fingers into me, and with that same heated and rhythmic touch, he works my G-spot.

My fingers grip his shoulders as his decadent kiss swells my lips. The pleasure coursing through me is coming in rapid pulses as I climb, my pleasure peaking. My knees tighten around his hips as an aggressive release of ecstasy ripples through my body.

Shaking in his arms, he places gentle, languid kisses along my cheek, neck, and the curve of my shoulder.

“Griffin, what are you doing to me?”

His eyes meet mine, full of desire.

“Everything you feel for me is real. This is no spell.”

“I want you.”

“I’m already yours.”

Griffin gathers my hands in his and places them over the buttons of his white shirt as he unbuttons his shorts. With him undressed and naked in front of me, I can’t help admiring his sculpted body and the slight, upward curve of his thick cock. Gathering on my knees, I take his length in my hand, stroking it as he watches me with hungry eyes. His hands stroke through my hair and continue down my back, where he gathers the fabric and pulls it over my head.

I’m naked in front of him, lusting for his body as much as he seems to be lusting for mine.

“You’re stunning, Selene.” His hand raises my chin, his thumb caressing my lips. “I want you too.”

Placing my hand around his wrist, I pull his hand down and lean forward to wrap my mouth around his cock. The moment I do, he releases a sated sigh and curls his hand in my hair.

Imitating the slow pace he led with earlier, I leisurely slide my mouth and tongue over him, sucking harder when I reach the tip. His hips roll forward and back at an easy pace, drawing out every moment my mouth is on him.

Glancing up at him, I meet his flushed cheeks and glowing blue eyes. He caresses my cheek, the gesture affectionate as he pushes farther into my throat. Several more thrusts and his cock swells. Dropping his head back, he releases into my mouth.

Sliding my lips off him, I lie back on the lounge chair, and he follows, lying between my legs, pressing his length against me.

“Will you sleep with me tonight?”

More kisses caress my lips before he invades my mouth with his skilled tongue.

“Only if you kiss me here.” I thrust my hips up toward him, and a grin splits his lips.

“I don’t know that I can stop with just a kiss.”

“I don’t want you to stop with just a kiss.”

Griffin pulls back from me, takes my hand, and lifts me off the chaise.

“Come to bed with me.” With my hand in his, he brings us over to the bed, pulling the comforter back for me to crawl under it. I do and eagerly wait for him to join me. “I’ll be back shortly. I want to get something for you.”

Griffin winks as he turns away and heads to the door, and I already miss his presence. To distract myself, I stare at the palms of my hands, wondering how I released magic while we were dancing. Concentrating, I attempt to will the magic into my hands, but nothing happens, just me lying here, feeling stupid.

The door opens, and Griffin returns with a tray full of something to drink, assorted fruits, what looks like a bottle of massage lotion, and a little package glimmering next to it. Yep, it’s a condom. I bite back my giggle. He’s so thoughtful.

Setting the tray on the stand next to the bed, he hands me the glass of liquid. I take a drink, and it tastes great.

“What is it?”

“It’s made from the devotion fruit. It’s like lemonade.”

“Does the devotion fruit make you horny?”

Griffin laughs. “No, why do you ask?”

Oh great, so it’s just me, nothing to do with the fruit.

“Curious.”

Griffin picks up a strawberry that I’m sure is definitely a strawberry. He brings it to my lips, and I bite it slowly, then my lips slide from the fruit. His eyes glimmer with what I’m coming to learn is lust. I take another drink and set the glass on the tray.

“Lie down with me.”

Griffin picks up my glass, takes a sip, then pops a piece of pineapple into his mouth, and joins me. Putting his arm out, he makes room for me to snuggle up next to him. He’s proven to be warm and affectionate, just as I’d hoped. Above