CHAPTER SEVEN

AMbrOSE

Having Natalie in my arms has triumph surging through me. It’s far more potent than even the strongest magic.

I urge the carriage to travel faster, breaking the laws of space and time, and we go from France to her house in mere seconds.

Breaking our kiss, I cup my love’s face and declare myself to her. “I want to make love to you, Natalie.”

Her smile is genuine and so beautiful it makes my chest tight. “Yes, I want that too.”

The driver, merely a phantom I employed for tonight, opens the carriage door as I alight from it with my precious armful held securely against my chest. Giving him a meaningful glance, I nod at Natalie’s front door before claiming her lips in another kiss that builds upon the desire thrumming wildly within my body.

Her front door opens, and I stride through with her, turning left and opening up the door leading to her bedroom. Too caught up in our kiss, she doesn’t question how we got inside her home or how I knew which room was hers.

I trust the phantom to lock the front door before he and the carriage disappear back to the monster side of town.

It’s my first time being with a woman, as I chose to wait for my one true love. With Natalie being a human, I don’t expect the same from her and I worry my lack of experience will leave me lacking when compared to others.

In the years that I’ve dreamed of this moment, I thought I wouldn’t use magic, but now I decide I will. Why not show her all the benefits that come from having a warlock as a mate?

Depositing Natalie carefully onto her bed, I gaze down at her with wonder. At first, I’ll admit I was disappointed that my soul mate was a human. That was foolish of me. She’s utterly perfect, exactly as she is.

Smoothing my hands along her shoulders, I feel the tremors that go through her and hear how her breathing has taken on an uneven edge. But it’s the want in her blue eyes with their passion-blown pupils that excites me the most.

She might not have waited for me as long as I have for her, but the need she feels rivals my own.

Unable to bear another minute away from her embrace, I shed my suit jacket and tie while kicking my dress shoes off. My black shirt I tear open, uncaring of the buttons raining down on her hardwood floor.

Eagerly, I climb onto the bed, my larger body covering hers as my lips seek and find the sweetness of her kiss.

We’re both done with sweet and slow as Natalie’s fingers grab my shoulders and kneading the tight muscles there. Her nails trail over my flesh, leaving tingles of excitement as she explores my body.

Leaving her lips, I kiss and lick my way down to the neckline of her shirt. She had asked me if she should change before we left tonight for dinner, and I was dumbstruck that she would think anything was wrong with her attire. The brown skirt clung to her hips, showing off her luscious curves. But it was her shirt that tempted me all evening as it teased me with a glimpse of the deep valley between her breasts.

Breasts that my mouth desperately wants to savor.

With a tug, the front of her shirt lowers, showing off the creamy mounds of her breasts. Yet a strapless bra still keeps me from my prize.

Hooking my index finger in the front of the bra, I mentally undo the three clasps in back that are holding it closed and smoothly pull the bra down and off.

Natalie gasps, but that little breath of surprise turns to a moan when I latch my mouth around her tightly budded nipple and suck it.

I cover her other breast with my hand, becoming familiar with the weight and heft of her before discovering how sensitive to the touch her nipple is.

A pleased groan leaves me as I suck on her. My cock throbs with need, straining in my pants, and I roll my hips against her, hissing around her tender bud at the intense sensations blasting through my cock.

Pressing her hips upwards, Natalie grinds against me, her fingers threading through my hair and holding me against her breast.

Her skirt is wrapped tightly around her legs and I’m eager to be rid of it and the rest of our clothes.

My mouth leaves her breast, and I grasp the bottom of her shirt, working it up.

Natalie catches on quickly and helps to peel it off before she shimmies out of her skirt, leaving her clad in only a skimpy bit of tan underwear. The satiny material clings to her mound, showing the cleft of her sex and the wetness that waits there for me.

Reverently, I reach for her panties, my fingers trembling as they glide over the smooth fabric and touch her silky skin. A groan works its way from my chest, and I lean forward to kiss the skin above the panties’ waistband.

Her stomach jumps under my lips, her legs spreading.

I don’t need magic to know what she’s wanting.

Skimming my mouth lower, I peel her panties from her, dragging them down her legs and tossing them off to the right. I already knew she’d be beautiful, but she stuns me. The pink folds guarding her opening look petal-soft and my mouth waters at the scent of her arousal coming from that secret place between her thighs.

Smoothing my thumbs along the short thatch of blonde fuzz on her mound, I carefully open her up, exposing all of her to my hungry gaze. Moisture pools at her opening and as my fingers expose more of her dew clings to them.

I lift a hand to my mouth, running my tongue across my fingertips and getting my first taste of her tempting nectar. My eyes close as her flavor rolls around my tongue and mouth.

Lust rages within me, urging me to take what is mine. I’m a stronger man than my desires and slowly lower myself to between her legs, grasping her thighs firmly and lifting her juicy pussy to my mouth.

At the first lick, we both shudder, and then I’m a man possessed, diving in to lick, suck, and explore. My tongue dances along her folds, coiling around the tiny nub that is her clit, and thrusting boldly within her hole to drink down her excitement.

Natalie thrashes upon the bed, her thighs clenching and jerking in my firm grasp. My name leaves her lips repeatedly as I lick and suck her. The tension in her body is divine. I can feel it winding tighter and tighter the closer she gets to completion.

It spurs me on, my tongue dipping and stroking along her folds and within her channel. Her inner walls flutter madly, trying to hold on to my tongue as I lick as far inside her as I can reach. It’s easy to cast a lengthening spell that causes my tongue to elongate and soon I’m able to go even further within her hot depths.

I press my longer tongue against the slightly rough patch of tissue within her that makes her go wild. She bucks against my mouth, painting my cheeks, lips, and chin with her fragrant juices. Her cries and pleas are almost my undoing as my balls tighten within the confines of my slacks and my cock releases a continuous drizzle of pre-cum.

Only by pressing the tip of my tongue against her special spot inside and vibrating the thick section of my tongue along her clit does Natalie crest the peak and her body shakes with the power of her climax.

Her orgasm bathes my tongue with her essence and like a ravenous man I lick and swallow it down.

We’re both panting by the time the afterquakes of her release have slowed down. I’ve done away with my slacks and briefs before poising my body above hers.

Her blonde hair is spread out on the pillow, her lips full and swollen from our kisses, and her eyes barely open as stunned pleasure still reflects from their blue depths. As I take her for the first time would be the perfect time for us to do our heart vows.

She’s not ready for that yet, and the realization puts a slight pall on this perfect and beautiful moment. I quickly dash that to the side. Soon, soon enough, she’ll be ready. She doesn’t feel the wondrous pull of the soul mate match like I do.

Still, I cannot stop myself from doing some of the vow as I take her.

“Are you ready to be mine, Natalie?”

Her knees raise on either side of my hips and her hands slowly move up my arms to clutch at my shoulders. “Please,” she begs.

It’s not the yes that the heart vow would have necessitated, but I can’t deny the way my heart fills with love and my body quivers with the need to join us as one.

Holding myself at her opening, my tip sinks within her and my eyes roll back at the intensity of the sensations coursing through my cock.

Gripping her hips, I thrust my length fully into her, groaning at the hard squeeze of her pussy around me. Unable to hold back, my pelvis jerks as I pound my cock into her.

Despite this being my first time, my body instinctively knows what to do and I follow it and Natalie’s leads. Whenever she shifts, I know the angle is off. Her nails digging into me means to continue doing exactly what I am.

But her moans. Oh her moans. They drive me to give her my all, to give her everything that I have, and then push for more.

The sound of my cock sinking into her wetness, the sucking force of her pussy holding me tight, and the potent smell of our fucking drives me right to the edge, where I teeter between overwhelming need and utter fulfillment.

I refuse to go without her and concentrate all my energy into my cock, making it pulse within her hot and wet clinging walls and vibrate her clit from the inside out.

With a strident scream, Natalie comes, her pussy bearing down so hard on my cock that I can’t move within the stranglehold it has on me. With a hoarse shout, my orgasm bursts from me, sending my seed deep within her.

My energy is fading fast, so I cocoon Natalie in my arms and teleport us to my bedroom at my house, where I don’t have to worry about being vulnerable in my sleep. Only then do I let the weight of contentment carry me off into a deep sleep.