Shamelessly Spellbound (Spells That Bind Book 2) (4 page)

Kissing Melina could easily become an addiction, and I
couldn’t believe I’d waited this long to taste her. For months, I’d envisioned
having her in my arms, but this was beyond my wildest dreams. I couldn’t resist
the temptation to reach out with my magic, letting it slide along her body like
strands of silk caressing her skin. Melina’s magic struck out at mine like a
viper, before sliding through the silky strands of my own magic. I opened my
eyes, needing to see our power intertwined. This was my gift—part of it,
anyway. I could see the way our power reacted. Melina’s power looked like a
strands of black silk with the occasional serpent’s head lashing out. Her power
writhed around the deep ruby silk of my power. The effect was muted due to the
magical items we both had in our possession, but it was still more intense than
anything I’d ever experienced.

Melina moaned, and I had to wonder if she felt our powers
joining, too. I wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and fuck her, but I
couldn’t do that here. This was Dylan and Allie’s wedding reception. I was also
standing in the guestroom of Dylan’s parents’ home. Reluctantly breaking our
kiss, I looked down at Melina to find her eyes still closed as she let out a
whimper of frustration.

“We can’t take this as far as I want to here,” I told her
regretfully, allowing one of my fingers to stroke her swollen lower lip. It
would be obvious to anyone who saw her what we’d been doing, and I was glad. I
wanted the world to know she’d let me in.

“Please,” she whimpered, her plea irresistible. Dropping to
my knees in front of her, I shoved her short dress up and ripped off the scrap
of fabric covering her. Lifting one of her legs over my shoulder, I wrapped my
other arm around her ass to help her balance as she leaned against the wall.
Completely open to me, I groaned at the sight of her perfect pussy. I couldn’t
wait to sink into her body, but for now, I was going to give in to another
fantasy that had been playing through my mind on a constant loop these last
months. I was going to make her come with my mouth.

My tongue slid slowly along her slick folds before sucking
her clit into my mouth. She was so close, I knew it wouldn’t take much to bring
her over the edge, but I’d already waited so long to have her. There was no way
I was going to allow this first taste of her to end too soon. Her hands reached
down to fist my hair while I gently sucked her clit, swirling my tongue around
the sensitive nub. She tasted incredible, and I wanted to savor this moment.
Her body yielded to me, and fuck me if I wasn’t ready to come in my pants just
from tasting her.

“Trevor.” My name came out on a moan.

Releasing her clit, I licked my way down to her opening,
probing her tight entrance before sliding into her hot body. She was already
pulsing around my tongue, and she hadn’t even come yet. I slid my tongue in and
out of her, knowing it wouldn’t be long until my dick was sliding into her
tight body, making her scream and moan. My fingers tightened on her ass, and if
her little whimpers were any indication, she loved it.

Sliding my tongue out of her delectable folds, I inhaled,
and a shudder ran through my body. “You taste so fucking incredible.” My tongue
swirled around her clit, and she bucked against my face, begging for more. “You
like that?” I asked.

“Yes. I’m so close, Trevor,” she panted. “Please, no more
teasing. I ache for you.”

Her total abandon nearly made me forget why I couldn’t fuck
her now. I growled against her clit, and she moaned as the vibrations from my
mouth moved along her sensitive flesh. Melina was hot as hell when she was all
attitude, but this side of her might be even hotter because it was a side
people rarely saw. She was vulnerable and giving herself to me completely. How
could I deny her?

Sucking her clit into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around
it in fast, deliberate strokes as she bucked against my face.

“Yes, it’s so good,” she panted out, but I knew she needed
more.

Pulling back long enough to mouth the words to the spell, I
watched as my magic built, sliding up her body and wrapping around her. She
moaned as it caressed her bare ass, swirling up her body to stroke her breasts
through the fabric of her dress. While my magic caressed her and held her in
place, I slid two fingers into her body, before taking her clit into my mouth
again. This time, when Melina struggled to move, she was held in place by the
magical bindings, and her whimpers grew louder, more urgent.

My fingers thrust into her body, stretching her, while my
tongue flicked her clit. Melina’s body tightened around my fingers, and it
wasn’t long before I felt the first spasms of her orgasm. Still, I continued to
work her body, making her come hard for me. Melina screamed so loud, I was sure
everyone in the house probably heard her. As her spasms subsided, I slowed my
strokes, drawing out the last of her orgasm.

In the wake of her intense climax, Melina blinked and stared
down at me. “I can’t believe that just happened,” she said with a sated sigh,
not appearing the least bit embarrassed.

“Neither can I,” I admitted, steadying her as my power
released its hold on her body. “I’m glad it happened, even though I’m going to
have a serious case of blue balls later.”

“Are you trying to make me feel guilty?” she asked with a
teasing smile.

Getting to my feet, I sucked my fingers into my mouth,
savoring her sweetness before responding. “Tomorrow, I’ll be buried in that
sweet pussy of yours while you come completely undone around my cock. You’re
worth the wait.”

“Tomorrow?” Melina asked, looking confused.

“The bet,” I reminded her. “We’ll get out of here too late
to move your things tonight, so I’ll stop by tomorrow to help you move what you
need. You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to having you in my bed.”

I wanted to insist she come home with me tonight, but I knew
she had Mr. Whiskers to consider. To be honest, I wasn’t exactly sure what I
needed to keep a California condor who acted like a cat happy, but I planned to
find out.

Melina opened her mouth to argue before closing it and
laughing.

“What’s so funny?” I asked, reaching out to stroke her hair
back from her face because I couldn’t resist touching her.

“I was about to tell you I don’t need any help, which would
probably mean I’d need to make ten trips with all of Mr. Whiskers’ stuff,” she
explained. “Why do you look so relieved with my answer?”

“I figured you’d argue with me about moving in,” I admitted.
“Even with the bet, I was sure you’d change your mind and tell me you weren’t
going to live with me.”

“Not a chance,” she said with a sweet smile. “I already know
exactly where I want to put that tattoo.”

I let out a startled bark of laughter. “Is that all you’re
thinking about?”

Her siren’s smile made my dick throb again. “I guess you’ll
have to see what else I’m thinking about tomorrow. We should go back to the
reception separately. This day is supposed to be about Allie and Dylan, so we
should try to keep the gossip about us to a minimum.”

While I wanted to argue, mostly because I didn’t want to be
away from Melina now that I’d talked her into giving me a chance, I knew she
was right. Some people would already be talking if they’d heard us in here, but
there was a chance they wouldn’t know who I was with.

“Did anyone see you go in this way?” I asked.

“Just Dylan’s mom,” she replied.

“She’s the one who told me where to find you,” I remarked.
“I’m not worried about her telling anyone we were in here together. If you head
out of this room, and take a right at the kitchen instead of a left, you’ll end
up at the library. There are doors leading out to the reception from that room.
That way we’re leaving at different times, through different doors.”

She shook her head. “In my opinion, everyone knows people
have hooked up when they go to great lengths to make it look like they haven’t.
While we shouldn’t flaunt what happened, I’m not about to put too much effort
into covering it up. I’ll head out first, and you can come a few minutes
later.”

I smiled at the realization that she wasn’t embarrassed
about what had happened. Even though she’d said we needed to keep it quiet for
Dylan and Allie’s sake, I’d still been worried she was embarrassed about being
with me.

“Are you going to give me your new number?” I asked. “You
know, so I can make arrangements to meet you tomorrow.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Are you trying to tell me you don’t
know where I live? You were kind of stalking me before.”

I chuckled because I was so busted. I’d found out everything
I could about Melina after our first meeting. I was glad I could be honest with
her without sounding creepy. “I got your number, and I already knew where you
worked. As for your address? That was too much, even for me.”

“So, you didn’t try to find out where I live?” She sounded
genuinely surprised.

“I never said I didn’t try to find out where you live,” I
replied, my cheeks heating. “Finding out proved to be harder than I’d
imagined.”

She shook her head. “So, you’re not only a creepy stalker,
you’re an inept creepy stalker.”

I nodded and flashed a sheepish smile, hoping she wasn’t
going to hold this against me. “I could have gotten your address if I’d tried
harder, but when finding it wasn’t as easy as I’d expected, I realized how
messed up it was to try to find out where you live.”

She laughed at my obvious embarrassment. “Well, the fact
that you realized it was wrong, proves you might be trainable after all. I’ll
text you,” she assured me, and I bit back a grin at the knowledge that she’d
kept my number. Her eyes landed on her panties. “You destroyed my panties.” She
reached out to grab them, but I was faster, and snatched them off the floor,
grinning as I tucked them into the front pocket of my pants. “Pervert,” she
muttered as she walked out of the room.

I waited a few minutes, debating whether I should head into
the bathroom first to take care of myself. Things had definitely settled down
some, but I had no doubt I’d be just as horny as I’d been a few minutes ago
when I was sitting at a table, thinking about what had happened with Melina. I
might actually end up embarrassing myself when I started thinking about what
was going to happen tomorrow, which I had no doubt I would do. Still, I felt
like an even bigger asshole for thinking about jacking off in the home of my
best friend’s parents. Deciding I’d have to be uncomfortable for the rest of
the day, I walked out of the room.

I started to make my way back out to reception when I ran
into another ex.

“Trevor!” Nadia called out.

“Hey, Nadia,” I greeted her. Nadia hadn’t been one of my
crazy exes. She’d been honest about her desire to marry me to elevate her
status with the Council of Witches. Dylan had referred to her as refreshingly
mercenary in her approach. “How’ve you been?”

Holding out her left hand, she showed me the tattoo of the
affinity band on her wrist. Not all witches got them, but Nadia had always been
one to show off her conquests. “Well, as you can see, I found the right
warlock. How about you? Are you still going through every available witch in
search of one you think is good enough for you?”

While her tone was neutral, I sensed an underlying
bitterness, which surprised me since Nadia hadn’t seemed overly affected by our
breakup. Then again, I was willing to admit that I might be paranoid after my
encounter with Lindsey.

“I’ve found the right witch,” I replied. I’d agreed to keep
quiet about Melina for today, but I couldn’t help myself. Admitting that I’d
found my witch out loud for the first time felt good.

Nadia’s face flushed, and what looked like rage passed
through her pale green eyes before she pasted a smile on her face. “That’s
wonderful!” Her voice was a little too cheerful to be believable. “I’m so happy
you finally found someone you think is worthy of you.” The bitterness was back
in her voice.

“I should get back to the reception,” I said, trying to
excuse myself without seeming rude.

“Of course. I was heading to the restroom. I’m afraid I’ve
had too much champagne today,” she admitted.

“Take care, Nadia,” I said, touching her arm lightly.

“You, too, Trevor,” she murmured before hurrying past me.

I really hoped I didn’t have any more uncomfortable
confrontations with exes today.

“No! No! No!” I shrieked, slamming my fists against the
steering wheel of my car.

I’d been so close to getting Trevor. So close to having him
drink the potion and kiss me. My dreams of being with Trevor had been within my
reach until that bitch stole them from me!

“I hate her!” I screamed.

I’d heard him with the demon slut while she’d pretended she
didn’t want him. Then she’d given in like the bitch in heat she was. Her slutty
cries had echoed through the halls as she’d stolen what was mine.

“She can’t have him,” I sobbed. “I’m the only one who can
love him the way he deserves to be loved.”

This slut had been an obsession of Trevor’s months ago, and
I was worried about her sudden reappearance in his life, but the slut was a
powerful half-demon, so I had to find a way to bring her down without directly
confronting her.

That’s when an idea came to me. I knew the perfect way to
get rid of Melina Blackwood.

Pulling up a picture of Trevor on my phone, I brushed my
fingers across his handsome face. “Don’t worry, my love. We’ll be together soon,
and that slut Melina Blackwood will get what she deserves for coming between
us.”

Quickly making my way back to my home, I headed to the
basement to set up the altar, consulting my dark magic book as I went.
Summoning a demon wasn’t child’s play, and this demon was obviously more
dangerous than the one who’d given me the potion.

“Zahrel, I summon your soul from your prison.” I spoke the
simple words. There were more complex spells, but in the end, all one needed
was the demon’s name to summon them.

Metaphysical cracks formed in the walls as an oily black
substance oozed into the room. It slowly flowed across the floor until it
pooled in the center. The oily substance bubbled and writhed as it took form.
From what I’d heard, the more powerful demons could appear as anything they
chose, making it hard to guess a demon’s true form. At first, I saw a gorgeous
man, with long black hair and a powerful build. He towered over me at well over
six feet tall, but that form only lasted a minute before morphing into a frail
creature, shrouded in black robes.

“Why have you released me from my prison, female?” the demon
asked, wheezing as he spoke.

“I was told by Ari we could help each other,” I explained.

“Ari?” he asked. “I will have to show the weak demon my
appreciation. First, I must know what you want, and how you believe you can
help me, other than this temporary release from my prison.”

“I need you to help me get a warlock,” I began.

“Why do you want this warlock?” he wheezed.

“He’s my warlock,” I replied quickly. When he said nothing,
I continued. “He will be my warlock. I love him, and we’re meant to be
together.” The whiny quality of my own voice annoyed me.

“I don’t deal in love potions,” he hissed.

“I don’t need a love potion,” I spat out. “What I need is to
get him under my control, and then I’ll take care of the rest. I also need to
get his half-demon slut out of the way. She is what I’m offering you.”

“Half-demon, you say?” Zahrel sounded intrigued. “What is
this half-demon’s name?”

“Melina Blackwood.” Her name sounded like a vile curse.

Zahrel let out a wheezing laugh and clapped his bony hands
together in delight. “This deal pleases me very much. First, I must feed. I
need death magic. Tell me, female, are you willing to kill to get your
warlock?”

“I will do whatever it takes to get Trevor.”