The Witch and the Stag by Victoria Rogers

Author:Victoria Rogers [Rogers, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 009943-03226
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2021-08-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

So soft, Cedric thought, running his thumb along Madeline’s upper arm. She turned in the sheets and snuggled up against him. His heart skipped a beat and he kissed her lightly.

He was falling in love. There was no denying it. By the gods, he thought of her every moment of the day. The way her mouth crooked when she was about to say something impish, or how she always tapped the center of her bottom lip when she was deep in thought. She was soft and light and good.

“You’re supposed to be reading,” she said, brushing her forefinger against the tip of his nose.

“I am reading.”

Her laugh was a delightful burst of joy. “Liar. I saw you watching me.”

“I was reading you.”

“Ha! And what did you learn?”

“You have soft skin,” he said. He trailed kisses down her arm.

“I moisturize daily.”

“You’re capable and confident.”

Maddy rolled away from him and out of bed, dancing past his reaching arms. “Oh! Now you’re talking my language. Keep talking to me like that.”

“You’re powerful. Funny. Intelligent,” Cedric continued.

“No need to stop now. You’re just getting started.” She picked up his navy button down and put it on, leaving it unbuttoned. Gods, she was something else.

“Sexy.”

“Well, folks, I think he’s running out of words,” she said as she picked up her abandoned glass of wine on the counter. She grinned over the rim of her glass. “C’mon. We haven’t found our Witch Hunter in the grimoires yet.”

Cedric groaned. “But it’s so warm and comfortable in here.” She had an excellent mattress. The pillowtop on this mattress was top-notch comfort.

“C’mon! Up! Up! You’ll fall asleep on me in there.”

“Fine!” he said with a laugh. “But you need to take that shirt off, Madeline.” He watched her brows go high. She inhaled sharply through her nose. Ah. He loved having this effect on her. It was intoxicating. He knew how she felt because she did the same thing to him.

She hugged it around herself and did a half twirl. “Why? I like it.”

“Because I want to gaze at the body the gods gave you.” He loved seeing the curve of her breasts through the open shirt front, but he wanted the view of her hips and ass too.

The corner of her mouth quirked upward. She shrugged out of it, and it slipped to the plush rug beneath her feet.

“Come here,” he said arm extended.

She took her damned time doing it. One careful step after another, hips rocking from side to side. Cedric watched, mesmerised.

“Fair is fair,” she said when standing directly in front of him. She bent at the waist, picked up a book from the table, and handed it out to him. “Time to read.”

It was well past midnight when he found the passage. They were both back in bed at this point, wine bottle empty, bedside lamps on. It was comfortable lying in bed with her like this. He could easily fall asleep next to her every night, her turning pages and muttering to herself. Sometimes letting out a laugh and sharing some detail or another of what she was reading.

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