Chapter 35 #2
He stood, stripped off his sweatpants and briefs, and knelt on the couch behind Cece. She gave his cock an appreciative look. “That’s some impressive recovery time, big guy.”
He grinned at her. “I’d like to take all the credit, but I think the magic might have something to do with it.”
“You’re welcome,” she said with a smug smile.
He laughed and lightly slapped her ass. “Spread your legs wider.”
She did as he asked, and he studied her pretty pink pussy before tracing his finger down her slit. Cece moaned and arched her back, pushing her ass toward him. He kissed her lower back as he pressed the head of his cock against her entrance.
“Are you ready for me, my mate?”
“Yes,” she breathed as the rustle of plants behind them grew louder. Briggs glanced over his shoulder, studying how the vines were now halfway across the ceiling before kissing Cece’s lower back again.
She smiled at him. “Fuck me, Briggs.”
“Yes, my mate.” He pushed forward, hissing out a breath as his cock was swallowed by Cece’s wet, tight heat, and he got another intoxicating burst of magic. He squeezed her ass, sliding his hands up and down her thighs as he pushed forward.
Cece made a soft sound of discomfort and rocked forward. He gripped her hips and held her steady as she looked over her shoulder. “It’s too much in this position, Briggs. I can’t take all of you like this, okay?”
“You can,” he said.
“I can’t,” she said, the sweetest hint of a whine in her voice.
He gave her a stern look and reached under her to rub her clit. She moaned, squirming around his dick, as he rubbed in firm circles. “Oh God, Briggs…”
“Take my cock like a good mate, Cecelia,” he said, sliding in another delectable inch.
“Ohhh…” Her body tightened around him, and he gritted his teeth before slapping her lightly on the ass. “Listen to your mate.”
“Briggs,” she whined, “Please.”
“Cece, be my good girl,” he said.
She muttered a curse but took a deep breath. The vise-like grip of her pussy eased, and he made one final push, groaning when Cece’s pussy took him to the base. She cried out, and he growled out another breath at the tightness of his mate’s pussy.
“Look at how well you’ve taken me,” he growled, smoothing his hand over her ass. “Such a good mate, Cece.”
“Briggs,” she moaned, her body arching again when he pulled out and then pushed back in. “Too much.”
“You feel so fucking good around my dick,” he said before reaching forward and winding his hand into her hair. He pulled lightly, making her back arch again as her hands dug into the couch. “Gonna go nice and deep, baby. Gonna give you all of my cock until your magic changes the world.”
“Yes,” she moaned, her hands glowing green. “Give it to me, Briggs.”
He pressed on her lower back until she lowered her stomach and chest to the couch. He admired the view, running his hands over her ass and thighs until she squirmed and said, “Briggs, please.”
He gripped her hips again and pounded into her, moaning her name as her tight pussy took every inch of his cock. Cece’s magic rushing through his veins, he moved harder and faster, her soft gasps and cries of pleasure spurring him on.
“So good, baby, so fucking good,” he groaned as the slick grip of Cece’s pussy tightened around him.
He reached beneath her and rubbed lightly at her clit.
She screamed, her body arching as she climaxed, and her body glowed with light.
He growled her name, his hands clamping down on her hips as her magic flooded his body and he came with a hoarse shout, the smell of wildflowers nearly overwhelming in its intensity.
Cece’s pussy milked him hard, her muscles squeezing and pulling until she had every bit of his cum. His body shaking, he pulled out and collapsed on his back on the couch.
Cece sat up, grabbed the blanket from the back of the sofa and wiggled her way onto him until she was half on him and half stuck between him and the sofa. She threw the blanket over both of them and kissed his chest before resting her cheek on it.
They lay silently. Cece’s magic was still thick in his veins, and he felt almost drunk on it. He lifted his hand and waved it back and forth.
“Whoa,” he said, his voice slow and drugged sounding. “Are you seeing this, my mate?”
She studied the glittery light that trailed from his fingers. “That’s cool. Say these words, honey.”
She spoke an incantation, and a ball of light immediately formed in the palm of her hand. He repeated them, and they both stared at his hand, but no ball of light appeared.
He spoke the incantation again, but the light was already fading from his fingertips, and the drugged feeling was dissipating. He pulled Cece a little closer, kissing her forehead as she smiled at him. “You okay?”
“Yes,” he said. “Are you?”
Her eyes were completely green, and she looked like a satisfied cat. She nuzzled his neck. “I feel fantastic. So much magic in my veins, Briggs.”
He rubbed her back in slow circles. “Are you cold?”
“Nope.” She kissed his chest. “I’m perfect. I love how warm you are. I can’t wait to have my own personal heater in the bed.”
He laughed. “You won’t feel that way in the summer.”
“Hmm,” she said.
They continued to lie on the couch, their limbs entwined, his body heat keeping them both warm even as the fire in the fireplace died down. His bear was happy, and his bear’s contentment was as important to Briggs as his own.
He was dozing off when Cece suddenly sat up. “Did they bloom?”
He blinked at her. “What?”
“Did the plants bloom when you came?” She studied the plants that had grown up the wall and across the ceiling. “Wow. They certainly grew.”
“How are they just,” he gestured vaguely, “sticking to the wall and ceiling like that?”
“Magic,” she said with a grin.
He laughed, and she smoothed his hair back from his face, her eyes still that pretty bright green. “No plants blooming.”
“They’re not flowering plants,” he said. “Otherwise, they would have bloomed when you came on my face and my cock.”
She blushed prettily before studying the plants. “You’re right, they’re not flowering plants. I guess the experiment didn’t work.”
He studied her breasts before reaching out to cup one and give it a gentle squeeze. She gave him a saucy smile. “We need to redo the experiment. Come up to the bedroom, and I’ll suck your cock again.”
His dick stirred against her stomach, and her smile grew as she traced his chest. “Unless you’re afraid of all the plants in the room.”
He growled playfully before nipping her neck. “I’m willing to risk it to watch you sucking my dick again.”
She laughed and tugged him into a sitting position. “C’mon, risk taker, let’s make some plants grow.”