Eliza Gayle Witch Bundle (paranormal romance) by Eliza Gayle (the reader ebook txt) 📕

just the tip was still inside, then she roughly pushed herself down, letting him impale her until her ass cheeks were again resting on the tops of his thighs.

Denn’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. “Fuck. Do it again.”

He groaned in the sheer tormented pleasure of her tight flesh moving against him as she repeated the process over and over again. He gritted his teeth, forcing a level of concentration to hold back. His balls tightened against him and the need to empty himself inside her nearly overwhelmed him, but he refused to allow it until she came apart in his arms. He wanted to watch her face and body as she exploded. And he wanted her scream.

He reached for her bouncing breasts to squeeze and roll her nipples between his fingers, and watched the sensual lines of her face and body flush in excitement.

“Oh Denn. I—I’m so…”

“I know, babe. I’m right there with you. Let it go. Scream for me, sweetheart.” Her movements turned frantic as one of his fingers moved to her clit and squeezed the hard bundle of nerves. She cried out in shock.

He growled. “That’s right, Raven. Come.”

Goddess, he was so lost inside her. Deep inside her pussy, his cock jerked. She thrashed and bucked against him until she screamed in release. The tiny muscles of her pussy clamped down on him like a vise and cream covered his fingers, sending his own body over the edge. He emptied himself in her convulsing body, barely noticing his own groans of pleasure almost outdoing her screams of delight. His fingers continued the movement against her sensitive spot as they came together, dragging out the sensations for them both until finally she collapsed against his chest, sweat covered and exhausted.

Neither of them spoke as they each struggled with catching their breath and recovering. Denn had known fucking her would be good but damn, this was off the charts. If she wasn’t already his captive he would drag her inside and lock her up so as not to let her get away. He’d never had sex like that.

Immediately guilt stabbed through him at that thought. Thoughts of Jake and their mind-blowing sex flooded him. This was different. He already loved Jake, and now this woman sprawled across him naked and in the sunshine, was working her way inside him almost against his will. Would he have to choose between them? Or could he possibly convince them both that they belonged with him?

Hell, who was he kidding?

“Raven?”

“Mmhmm?” Her voice sounded sleepy and far off. He hated to break the mood, he liked the idea of keeping her naked next to him a lot.

“Do you have any idea what’s going on between us?”

Her head shot up and she looked at him. “Yeah, great sex. Well, that and the fact that you are holding me here against my will. So I’m still technically your prisoner.” She smirked at the last part.

“I think there’s more to it than just great sex.”

“C'mon, Denn, don’t go taking this so seriously. We had fun, please don’t kill it with emotion.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about, either.”

She looked at him quizzically. “What then?”

“Our magick. Together it’s different.”

“We’re both witches, what did you expect? Power begets power like this. Haven’t you ever had sex with a witch before?”

“So, you’ve had sex with other witches and felt something like this before?” The thought burned inside him.

She turned away, resting her cheek against his chest again. “I’ve had sex before, Denn, I’m no innocent.”

“I didn’t mean that as an insult, Raven. I just wanted to know if you’d experienced a power change like that. I’ve had sex before, too, and never have I felt anything like that.”

“I don’t think you should read anything into this, it’s probably just a fluke.”

He wondered if she realized that her thumb stroked his chest as she spoke or if it was an unconscious gesture. To him that soft caress meant the world. It spoke volumes about what went on inside her pretty head besides killing and running.

“I think there is something you need to know, Raven.” It was time to tell her about the prophecy. If she was who they thought she was, they could trust her.

“Looks like I missed the party?” Jake's voice had them both jumping.

Raven pushed against Denn, looking around frantically for her discarded clothes, but Denn gripped her arms tight and held her in place plastered across his body. She twisted back around to look at him and his eyes bore into her with a dark warning look. He obviously didn’t want her going anywhere yet. But damn, she didn’t want to be in the middle of a potential lover’s quarrel, if that’s what they are.

“No, Jake, the party has barely begun.”

Raven looked up at Jake then and recognized the myriad of emotions in his eyes. Jealousy, pain, and more than a little curiosity if the state of his cock was any indication. Oh no, I definitely can’t be doing this. The alarms going off in her head told her to get up and get out fast, but her body betrayed her once again. She felt a familiar tingling of arousal sneak up on her. Something about these two men had a hold on her and not for the first time she wondered if there was something magickal at play here.

“Uh huh. So, did you tell her yet?”

“Tell me what?” She looked back and forth between the two, suddenly feeling a little out of the loop. Obviously they had some information that she needed to know. She struggled in Denn’s arms, trying to work herself free. Just like her, his body was stirring again, and if she didn’t get some distance between them she’d be begging to be fucked again and this time it wouldn’t just be Denn. “Let go of me. Now.” She stared at Denn, willing him to release her. Finally he did and she scrambled from the chair and scooped her clothes from the