Creation Mage (War Mage Academy Book 1) by Dante King

Author:Dante King [King, Dante]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-08-05T22:00:00+00:00

I awoke the next morning to the freshly minted sun shining through a chink in the heavy drapes. For a while, I watched the dust motes floating happily in the beam of crisp sunlight and listened to Enwyn breathing. Despite the obviously early hour, the fact that I’d been involved in a life-threatening brawl with a horde of zombie skeletons and drunk at least half my body weight in assorted magical alcohols I was feeling good. So good, in fact, that, if they could have bottled how good I was feeling, I was pretty sure that the resulting tonic would have made childbirth a pleasure.

I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes. At the same time, Enwyn slipped from between the sheets and padded naked to the bathroom. I watched her through the open door, as she attempted to tame her hair by running her fingers through it. There is something indescribably sexy about a naked woman going about her morning routine while you look on from bed. I thought it was probably because of the contrast, between the normalcy of her brushing her hair and what I remembered we had gotten up to the night before. One moment you’re fucking a beautiful woman from behind, one of her incredible breasts in each hand while she whispers pure filth into your ear, the next she’s putting on her respectable face and getting ready for work.

When Enwyn had gotten the best result that she could from the finger-comb method of hairstyling, she walked back into the bedroom and bent down—right in front of my face—and picked up her discarded clothing from where she had stowed it under the bed. Unable to resist, I reached out and grabbed one of those faultless asscheeks in my hand and squeezed. Enwyn snorted with amusement, reached around, and gave my hand a playful slap.

“I’m already going to struggle with not walking around the Academy like I got fucked silly last night as it is, Justin,” she admonished me, a crooked smile playing across her lips. “If we go for another round, I’ll have to call in sick.”

She leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth.

There it is again; cocoa, rum, and cinnamon. Tastes that warm the blood.

I wondered, as a Creation Mage, what I tasted like.

“I’ve got to go,” Enwyn said. “Duty calls.”

“Plus, you don’t want to get snapped by my frat brothers leaving, right?” I asked.

“Like, I said, you’ve an astute mind behind that handsome face.” She kissed me again and walked toward the door.

“Hey!” I said, stopping her in her tracks in the open doorway.

She turned and raised an eyebrow.

Her glasses flew across the room, and she snatched them, with an athlete’s dexterity, from the air. She slipped them onto her face and gave me a look that pulled at those animal instincts of mine again. My cock gave a little sigh of longing.

“There’s that A plus,” she said, and disappeared out into the corridor.

I knew that if I lay in

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