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

deep, then pulls out, toys with my opening, and thrusts again and again. My ass slaps against his pelvis as he fists my hair, pulling my head back, so his searing kiss burns along my neck to my lips. He erases everything—all fear, all confusion, all questions. All I feel is mounting pleasure coursing through my body, ready to burst at any moment.

He releases my hair and grips my shoulders as leverage to take me harder. A moan tears from my mouth as I cum on his cock.

“Is this what you wanted, pretty witch? My cock pounding your pussy?”

“Yes,” I mutter between moans.

His thrusts slow as he groans through his own orgasm. Stroking my back, he gathers my hair, and his warm lips tease my lingering arousal.

“You’re mine, Selene,” he whispers. “It doesn’t matter that there are others. You’ll always be mine.”

He pulls out, and I turn over, lying under him. He lies on his side and places his hand on my jaw, bringing my lips to his. His kiss is more than passionate—deeper, a kiss of devotion.

When I open my eyes, he creates a swirl of essence in his palm.

“Raise your arm.”

I lift my right arm, and he twirls his pointer finger around my wrist and forearm, his essence following his direction. The touch of his magic sears my skin, leaving a glow of red where he draws his design. Once the searing heat settles, a spiral of red feathers is branded on my skin like a red ink tattoo.

“How did you?”

He wiggles his fingers. “Magic, babe.”

“I love it.”

Emeric’s grin splits his lips, revealing his tiny fangs.

“I knew you would. I’m getting to know my woman well.”

“You are.”

Kissing him, I reach around to rub his feathers, and he groans.

“Stroke them harder.”

As I do, he lowers on top of me, spreading my legs with his knee.

“We can’t stay up here all night.”

He releases a low growl. “Can’t we? With how you make me feel, I can hold that door locked all night.”

I giggle beneath him, my palm pressing his chest.

“We should go downstairs, but I would like to sleep with you and Griffin in the same bed tonight. If you’re up for it.”

“Of course, I am.”

“Think Griffin will be up for it?”

“Yeah. If he’s willing to have a threesome, he’s willing to sleep in the same bed together.”

“That surprised me, that he was willing to have a threesome.”

Emeric laughs, knowing something I don’t.

“Don’t let him fool you, babe. He’s into it.”

“How do you know?”

Putting his hands behind his head, he watches me dress.

“He’s Fae. They’re sexual beings.”

“I wish I’d gone to the same university as all of you. There’s so much I don’t know.”

“We’ll teach you. As much as Cyrus annoys me, he’s a supernatural expert.”

Dressed, I slide onto his lap, and he trails his finger along the waistband of my shorts.

“Why does he annoy you?”

“He’s too damn righteous.”

“Ah, my guardian doesn’t like being scolded, huh?”

He must like the sound of my guardian. He caresses a finger under my chin and grins.

“Exactly. I like to do what I want, when I want, and I don’t apologize for it.”

“You two butted heads at your university, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, he hated how I got all the girls.”

My brows rise. “Oh, really?”

“Baby, don’t get jealous.” Emeric brings my lips to his. “They have nothing on you. You’re a gorgeous siren who tastes like an addiction.”

The words that come out of this guardian’s mouth catch me hook, line, and sinker, and the best part, I know he’s genuine.

“Have you ever branded a woman or supernatural?”

“No.” He’s adamant, not a second of hesitation. “No one’s ever meant that much to me.”

“Emeric…”

“Selene?”

“I think I’m falling for you.”

“Good.” He puts my hand in his and places it on his chest. “Because I’m already enchanted by you.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

SELENE

It was hard to leave the escape of being with Emeric in the rooftop bedroom. When we go downstairs, we find Cyrus and Griffin in the magic room. Their gazes go straight to my arm, and jealousy flares in their eyes, their mouths pulling tight.

Emeric puts an arm around me, kisses my cheek, then walks over to an empty stool, his wing caressing me as he parts from me. Goosebumps pebble across my arms as his feathers caress me. Griffin sighs and shakes his head, and Cyrus’s face turns red. Emeric looks at them and laughs. Ugh, he’s such a naughty bastard.

“You know, he pulled that same move on girls at university.”

Oh, the jealousy on this one.

“Don’t pull that shit.” Red-orange essence flares in Emeric’s hands. “Don’t downplay what she means to me.”

Cyrus’s palms fill with silver essence, and Emeric stands from the stool.

“Enough of this.”

I march over to Cyrus, grab the collar of his button-down shirt, and slam my lips to his. Shoving the books out of the way, he hoists me onto the island counter.

“Get out,” Cyrus orders.

When they don’t move, I release my magic and open the door. Not taking my lips off Cyrus’s mouth, I push my magic at Griffin and Emeric, forcing them out the door.

“You’re getting stronger.”

“Shut up and kiss me.”

Cyrus’s lips are so damn soft. So is his hair and his silky shirt. I can’t stop stroking my fingers over both. And that smell, what is it? His cologne? He smells like sophistication and sex. Or is it just me becoming a feral, horny witch? Why is he suddenly so irresistible? I’m losing my mind here.

Those full, soft lips trail down my neck into the V-neck of my shirt and to the cleavage of my breasts. Tugging the side of my shirt down, his hand holds tight to my ass, and I’m loving every second of it.

I rip open his button-down shirt, the buttons flying onto the floor. Beneath that silky shirt is a hard, smooth chest I want to lick. Pulling his shirt from his pants, I toss it on the floor, then drop down from the island and unbuckle his belt and unfasten his dress pants.

“Selene…”

“Shh, trust me Cyrus, you