A Demon's Guide to Wooing a Witch by Sarah Hawley

Author:Sarah Hawley [Hawley, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2023-11-28T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Astaroth’s mouth was hot against Calladia’s. He kissed her furiously, and she matched his aggression with her own. They licked and ate at each other in a mutual devouring. When Astaroth’s tongue sank into her mouth, Calladia sucked on it, then bit his lower lip.

Astaroth groaned, then bit her back just as hard. There would be no quarter given on either side.

Calladia didn’t want mercy. She wanted to make him feel the same churning, burning need eating her up. Anger and aggression had melted into a lust so powerful, it scalded her skin and sent need pulsing through her.

She wanted to hit him, bite him, leave her marks on his pale skin. She wanted to hear him moan and know it was for her.

Calladia was half in his lap already. She straddled him fully, wrapping her arms around his neck. His hands landed on her ass and squeezed, encouraging her to rock against him. Even through her pajamas and his robe, she could feel the hard length of his cock, and she ground against him, gasping as sensation jolted through her. Her clit was sensitive and swollen, begging for a direct touch.

There was too much fabric between them. Calladia tore at his robe, struggling to get it off, but she only managed to get the fabric over one shoulder before giving up and hauling him close again, too greedy for his mouth.

He tasted like smoke and spice. Like pure, distilled sin.

“You drive me mad,” he said against her lips.

“Same, jackass.” She yanked on the short strands of his hair—careful to avoid the healing cut near his left temple—and was rewarded by the surge of his hips, nearly lifting her off the bed.

Arousal pooled between her legs, soaking her underwear. This was madness, but she couldn’t bear for it to stop. Not now that she finally had her hands and mouth on him.

He surged beneath her, flipping her to her back on the bed. Calladia gasped and squeezed his hips with her thighs.

“Got you,” he whispered against her lips before kissing her hard and deep.

Calladia’s competitive streak flared. She rocked her hips, grinding against him, then inserted her hand between their bodies and gripped his cock through the fluffy white fabric of his robe.

He gasped and tipped his head back. “Lucifer, I want you so badly.”

Calladia took advantage of his moment of distraction, snapping her hips up and shoving his shoulder to topple him off her. She tried to pin him down, but he didn’t cede the upper hand. They rolled once, twice . . .

Then toppled off the bed.

Astaroth landed beneath her with a grunt. He kept kissing her though, and then his long, clever fingers were sliding down her backside to press between her legs. He stroked her through the pajamas, and Calladia forgot about their power struggle. She needed his fingers and his tongue on her, then the hot, thick length of his cock splitting her open.

“More,” she gasped.

Astaroth dumped her onto her back on the floorboards, then knelt between her legs and started unbuttoning her onesie.

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