The Beltane Witch (Cloudburst Colorado) (26 page)

“Why?”

“Do you recall when I asked you what you wanted if you could have anything?”

“Yes, at the sacred circle when we visited the homestead.”

“Correct. You told me you wanted a partner, a lover, a friend. Someone who loved you for you.” He shifted on the couch to face her. “I realized I wanted to be that person more than I wanted honor, a memorable name, or the Summer Queen’s regard. Because I loved you. I still love you.”

“Then why did you make the deal with the Queen? And why did you leave?”
Her questions held no logic, but the pain of his departure still burned.

“The deal had been made before you told me you’d perform the rituals, but I’d already decided I wouldn’t push you into them.” Darius drew her hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “I meant to leave the Court, consequences be damned. But then you agreed on your own and I knew I had the freedom to choose. So I asked you to wait so I could resign my position.”

He had asked her to wait, but she’d been furious when she’d thought he’d seduced her to keep his job.

“As for why I left…” Darius grimaced and shook his head. “I’d never faced such ang
er from a woman I cared for and I didn’t know how to counteract it. But I do now.”

Sabrina raised her eyebrows. “Oh, yeah? How?”

He took her face in his hands and pressed an achingly soft kiss to her lips. “With love, truth, and honesty. I will never hide anything from you again, Sabrina. You are my heart, my soul, and the source of the joy in my life. I’ve come to you to beg your forgiveness for my mistakes, and allow me to cherish you and our children by letting me stay. Please.”

He
dipped his head and kissed her again, swiping his tongue across her bottom lip as he sought entrance. Sabrina wanted to resist him and her mind shouted,
Can I really trust him?
But her heart already knew the answer and she moaned as she opened her mouth to receive his delicious caress.

“Please tell me I’m yours,
acushla
.” She’d never expected the proud and arrogant Chamberlain of the Summer Court to beg. “The past weeks have been torture without you.”

She wanted to laugh but his kisses stole her breath and soaked her panties. Her pussy clenched with sense memories of his hot, silken flesh buried there, and she squirmed closer to him on the couch. Goddess, she wanted him. Had always wanted him, and
he could be hers, if she accepted his words as truth.

Sabrina pulled back from the kiss to look Darius in his teal eyes even as her body screamed not to stop. He
stared at her with all his love and honesty shining through his gaze. She recalled his mastery of the artful look, but her gut told her he’d stopped playing. Sabrina inhaled a deep breath and took a chance.

“Tell you what, I’ll promise you’re mine if you take me to bed. Right now.”

It took a few moments for her words to sink in, but his eyes blazed with arousal and he whooped as he jerked her into his embrace. He secured one arm below her knees and the other around her ribs, hauling her off her feet.

“You have yourself a deal, Sabrina Foxglove.”

Darius carried her into her bedroom and tossed her on her bed, kicking the door shut behind him. He smirked as he yanked off his coat and unbuckled his leather belt. Sabrina lay where she’d bounced, watching as the sexiest man she’d ever loved revealed his glorious body.

“Tonight I will see you naked and revel in those lovely breasts of yours.” He pulled off one boot then the other before shucking his pants to the floor. The scent of hot, spicy, aroused male filled the room, contrasting with her own vanilla and pine scents, and her pussy spasmed. “I will worship you as my own personal embodiment of the Goddess.”

His sexy words only drove her arousal higher as he stood naked before her. His cock rose stiffly to his belly and drops of precum slid over the head. Sabrina licked her lips and rolled forward onto her hands and knees, wanting to take his dripping cock in her mouth and taste him.

He grasped his hard shaft with one hand and stroked it in short motions. “Is this what you want, Sabrina?”

Arousal surged and cream leaked between her thighs as she watched his hand. She nodded and reached for him, but he stood back with a smirk.

“Then strip. I want to see your glorious body. Only then will I give you my cock.”

Sabrina tore off her shirt and yanked off her sweatpants, dragging her panties with her in her rush to taste him. But then she paused as a delicious idea slid through her mind. Turning her back, she pushed the straps of her bra off her shoulders one at a time until she freed her arms. Then she stopped.

“Will you help me unhook my bra, Darius? I can’t quite reach.” She glanced over her shoulder at him.

He groaned as he stepped behind her, unhooking the garment. The lycra cups fell off her chest and he slid his hands around to fill his palms with her breasts. They both moaned as he rubbed his straining cock against her ass and bent down to kiss her shoulders.

“Sweet mercy, Sabrina. You’re lovelier than I remembered.”
He plucked her nipples sending pleasure shooting straight to her pussy. “I’ve dreamed of holding you thus.”

His choice of words always made her smile, but accompanied with his tender ministrations,
they melted her heart. She arched her back, shoving her breasts harder into his hands and her ass against his cock. The hot, stiff flesh burned across her cheeks and she squirmed, hoping to feel more.

He growled and
dropped a hand to her mound, holding her tight against him as he rubbed his cock into her. His fingers dipped between her thighs, sliding through her slick folds and massaging her clit in tight circles. Sabrina gasped as more fluid flooded her pussy, soaking his hand.

“
You’re so wet for me and I’ve dreamed of tasting your cream again.” Darius rubbed her clit a little harder, spiking her arousal until her breath came in short pants. “Do you want my tongue on you, Sabrina?”

“Oh, yes, Darius. Give me your tongue.”

He pulled his hand away from her clit making her mewl in protest, but he pushed her forward until she bent over the bed. Then he knelt behind her, running his hands over her hips and buttocks until he gripped her thighs with gentle fingers.

“Spread for me,
acushla
.”

Sabrina shifted her feet apart as her pussy dripped with anticipation. Just the idea of him licking her folds from behind had her arousal swamping her mind. Her nipples
pebbled into aching peaks and she rubbed them on her coverlet, thrusting her ass back at him.

“You smell so sweet.” His breath tickled the damp
flesh of her pussy and she whimpered. “Let me see if your flavor matches your scent.”

Hot slickness seared her nether lips a
s he licked from her clit to core. She squealed and squirmed, but his hands held her still as he moaned with ecstatic joy. His breath on her sensitive flesh excited her as much as his caresses and she wriggled her ass for more.

“Please, Darius, lick me more.”

“As you wish, my lady.”

His lips sealed to her pussy and his tongue explored her folds with loving attention. Slick heat seared through her and drove her closer to the edge of orgasm. Sabrina writhed in his grip, but he held her to his mouth and lapped up her
juices. Teasing sparks ignited her fire and she squealed again as he suckled her clit, pulling on the hard little nub.

“Oh, Goddess, yes, Darius. Suck my clit!”

He didn’t bother to reply, but tightened his mouth around her clit and sucked hard. She rocked her hips to increase the friction as he slid a thick finger into her pussy and rubbed her inner walls. Sabrina wailed as her arousal shot for the precipice of ecstasy and Darius added another finger, pumping in and out of her while he suckled.

“Oh…oh…oh, yes. Yes! Yesyesyesyes!”

Darius thrust his fingers a few more times before pulling out and fastening his mouth to her contracting cunt. He lapped up her release as she shot into the sky, blazing stars and exploding fireworks accompanying her. Love screamed with her as her orgasm kept going, burning an ecstatic path into the universe.

At last, she came down to feel Darius
’s lips on her inner thighs. Pleasure warmed her while he kissed and licked away all of her cum. She sighed and collapsed on the bed, her breath coming in tired gasps.

“Oh my glory, Darius. I think I could totally get used to
this.”

His dark, husky chuckle flowed over her as he helped he
r to her feet and escorted her onto the bed. His rigid shaft bumped her shoulder as he lifted the covers and she grasped his cock, rubbing the precum into the head with her thumb.

Darius hissed and pumped his hips a few times as she tightened her grip on him. Then he closed his hand on her wrist.

“Please,
acushla
, though I love your hands on me, I’ve waited several weeks to feel your pussy on my cockstand, and I cannot bear to come without it.”

She whimpered and licked her lips, wishing he’d let her lick h
is cock. He groaned and swayed the plump head closer to her face, but pulled back at the last moment and crawled into the bed beside her.

“You are a tempting minx, my little witch.” Darius slid his hand over her breasts as he settled his body against her, rubbing his cock on her hip. “I love
that about you.” He leaned over and
captured one tight peak in his mouth, swirling his tongue over her areola.

Sabrina groaned and wrapped one hand around his hot shaft again, stroking the velvety skin for her own pleasure. She loved the sensation of his precum between her palm and his head.

Her nipple popped out of his mouth and he groaned. “Oh, sweet mercy, I love it when you stroke me.” He dragged his hand down her belly and dipped a finger between her folds, strumming her clit. Searing pleasure shot straight to her brain and she gripped his cock hard.

“Bloody hell, you’ll be the death of me yet, woman.”

“I promise to make it good for you.” Sabrina rocked her hips and stroked his cock.

Darius exhaled a high-pitched whimper of hopeful delight and pulled his hand away, wiping her juices on her lips. Then he covered her mouth with his, licking and suckling the
wetness with his tongue. She opened her mouth and teased his tongue with her own. Darius growled and took control, stroking her with renewed ferocity.

Sabrina stabbed her hands into his hair and held on as he pulled away from her mouth and licked her throat below her ear. Lust built to a shrieking point, but his caresses gentled, turning sensual rather than dominant.

“I want this to last, to take my time and savor your delectable body.” He reared up on one arm and looked down on her, love and arousal suffusing his features. “I’d love hard and fast, Sabrina, but tonight I want to go deep and slow with you. Please grant me this one wish.”

“Is
that all you wish?” She arched a brow.

“For now.” His smirk scorched her with its deviousness.

She turned on her side and arched her leg over his thigh, rubbing her knee against his balls. “Are there any other things I should know about you?”

He chuckled as he ground the base of his cock against her knee.
“I cannot stand haggis or horror cinema, and I’m rather partial to the Foxtrot.”

Sabrina laughed. “I wondered about your dancing skills. I love
d dancing with you at Beltane, and I adore making love to you.”

“As long as
you don’t mind making love to an old man.” He smirked at her as he fondled her nipple.

“Old? Heh, I’m not exactly a spring chicken at thirty two. How old are we talking, here?”

“I turned two hundred and twenty eight on May first, Beltane.”

Sabrina studied his face, waiting for him to tell her the punch line. “Wait, you’re serious? I missed your birthday?”

He blinked at her as if caught off guard. “Well, no, not exactly.” He winked. “I believe you helped me celebrate in fine style.” He rocked his hips against her thigh, the head of his cock painting a wet stripe on her skin. “Best birthday celebration I’ve ever had to date.”

“I’ll have to work on improving
on it. Now, about the two century mark…”

“Yes?”

“Are you really so old?”

He tilted his head.
“The year I was born, your country had won its revolutionary war and ratified its Constitution in nine of the first thirteen colonies.”

“But…how can you live so long? Aren’t you human?”
He didn’t look Fae.

“
I am. My people are known as the Kaerians, a race of long lived human warriors who have served the Fae kingdoms for millennia.” He shrugged with one shoulder. “I believe they took our people with them because we possessed earth magic, a connection to the Goddess they didn’t have and wished to cultivate.”

Sabrina bit her lip and Darius
groaned. “But I’m just a regular human. You know, who only lives about a hundred years? And I’m thirty-two years into it. Good chance I’ll die way before you.” It might not be a deal breaker, but certainly something to consider.