21. Cass
Cass
Ipulled Linden down onto the blanket, my tongue already exploring his mouth. My skin buzzed everywhere he touched me, our magic crackling around us from our mutual admission.
We loved one another. This was no longer just sex or a casual fling.
Instead, it actually meant something. And honestly, I’d never expected it.
I didn’t even know if I deserved it. But I wanted Linden’s love.
I wanted it so badly that I could barely think.
And right now, the only thing on my mind was proving to him just how much I loved him using every last inch of my body.
I broke the kiss only long enough to strip off my hoodie, then went back to claiming his mouth like I owned it.
His hands were everywhere. My back, my shoulders, and threading through my hair.
I loved every second of it. The way he touched me was incredible, like I was the most beautiful thing in the world, even though I couldn’t yet bring myself to believe anyone could feel that way about me.
His shirt came off next, and I pressed my chest against his, needing to feel his skin against mine. Our magic was still crackling around us, creating little sparks where we connected. I could feel the heat radiating off him, that distinctive warmth that was uniquely Linden. It was intoxicating.
“I love you so much,” I murmured against his neck, already working on the button of his jeans. “Tonight, I want to make love to you the way you deserve. Everything and anything you want, big guy.”
He groaned, lifting his hips to help me slide his jeans down. His cock was already hard, leaking against his belly, and I took a moment to appreciate the sight of him. Seven feet of green skin and golden patterns, all muscle and magic and completely, utterly mine.
“Your turn,” he said, his voice rough as he reached for my jeans.
I helped him undress me, and soon we were both naked on the blanket, the northern lights still dancing overhead like they were putting on a show just for us.
His hands roamed across my body with a new kind of tenderness now that we’d confessed our feelings.
It wasn’t tentative exactly. Linden had never been tentative after the first time with me.
But it was different. There was a lot more intention behind his movements.
“I want to taste you,” I said, pushing him back onto the blanket. “I want to spend all night worshiping this beautiful body of yours.”
He let me take control, his golden eyes tracking my every movement as I worked my way down his chest. I kissed every inch of him, my tongue tracing the lines of muscle, the dips and curves of his body.
His magic flared brighter with each touch, responding to my affection in ways that made my own power hum in response.
By the time I reached his cock, he was already trembling. I took my time with him, licking along his shaft before taking the thick head into my mouth. He tasted like honey and flowers, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life memorizing every inch of him.
“Sparks,” he breathed, his fingers tangling in my hair. “That feels so good.”
I hummed around him, taking more of his length into my mouth.
His hips tried to thrust up, but I placed a steadying hand on his stomach, keeping him still.
Tonight wasn’t about rushing. Tonight was about showing him with my body what I couldn’t quite put into words.
That he was loved. That he was wanted. That he was exactly what I’d always wanted without knowing it.
I worked him slowly, deliberately, until he was gasping and trembling beneath me, his entire body taut with tension. I could feel his orgasm building, the way his thighs started to shake, the way his breathing became ragged and uneven.
“I’m close,” he warned, his voice strained. “Cass, I’m—”
I pulled back just enough to look up at him, keeping the head of his cock in my mouth as I stroked the shaft with my hand. His golden eyes met mine, and I saw the vulnerability there, the raw need. I wanted to take him over the edge, wanted to taste him as he came.
“Go ahead,” I murmured around him. “I want it.”
That was all the permission he needed. His hips thrust up gently, careful even now not to hurt me, and he came with a groan that seemed to echo across the clearing.
His cum filled my mouth, warm and sweet, and I swallowed every drop while his magic flared so bright it cast shadows across the snow around us.
When he was spent, I crawled back up his body and kissed him deeply, letting him taste himself on my tongue. He didn’t seem to mind. If anything, he seemed to love it, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss until we were both breathless again.
“I want you inside me,” I said against his lips. “I want to feel you filling me while we’re connected like this. Under the northern lights that we pulled down from the cosmos itself.”
He nodded, his magic already making his hands glow as he moved them through the air.
With one simple spell, he conjured up that slick, sticky lube out of thin air.
His hands were shaking slightly as he found my hole, his fingers gentle as they worked inside me, stretching me open.
I loved watching him like this. He was focused entirely on making sure I was ready, that I wouldn’t be hurt.
And his fingers were so thick that I was definitely enjoying myself.
“Okay,” I said finally, positioning myself over him. “I’m ready.”
I sank down slowly, taking him inch by inch until he was fully seated inside me.
The stretch was perfect, that delicious fullness that made me feel complete in a way nothing else ever had.
I stayed still for a moment, just breathing, just feeling the connection between us, physical and emotional and magical all at once.
Then I began to move.
“I love you,” I whispered, moving above him with slow, deliberate motions. “I love you so much it terrifies me.”
“I know,” he said, his hands gripping my hips gently, helping me set the pace. “I’m terrified too. But we’re doing this together.”
The northern lights continued their dance overhead, casting everything in shades of green and purple.
Our magic crackled and intertwined, creating a cocoon of power that, from a distance, might be mistaken for a spotlight in the forest. But I didn’t care.
All I cared about right now was Linden and the way he filled me to the brim.
I rode him slowly at first, savoring every sensation. The way his cock hit deep inside me, the way his hands guided my movements with such care, the way his golden eyes never left my face like I was the only thing that mattered in the entire world. Because to him, in this moment, I was.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his thumbs stroking gentle circles on my hips. “I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“Believe it,” I confirmed, rolling my hips in a way that made him gasp. “All yours, big guy. Forever, if you want it.”
The word hung between us. Forever. It was scary as hell. But with Linden inside me and the northern lights painting the sky above us, it didn’t feel impossible. It felt like the most natural thing in the world.
I picked up the pace slightly, my thighs burning as I rode him with more intention.
His magic was dancing across his skin in those golden patterns that I’d come to crave, and I could feel my own weather magic responding, crackling between us like a living thing.
The air around us grew warmer, then cooler, humidity rising and falling with each movement of my body.
“I love you,” I said again, because I couldn’t seem to stop saying it now that I’d finally admitted it out loud. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” he replied, his voice rough with emotion and desire. “Come here.”
He pulled me down against his chest, and I let him take over the pace, his hips thrusting up to meet mine in a rhythm that was just perfect.
My orgasm built slowly, a constant pressure that grew with each thrust. I buried my face in his neck, breathing in his scent. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close, and I felt safer than I ever had in my entire life.
“That’s it,” he murmured against my hair. “Take what you need from me.”
And I did. I let myself fall into the sensation, let the pleasure build and build until it crested like a wave. When I came, it wasn’t the explosive release I was used to. It was deeper, more profound, a full-body experience that left me trembling and gasping his name.
Linden followed me over moments later, his entire body going rigid as he filled me with his warmth.
His magic flared so bright that for a second I thought we might alert the town a few miles off.
But instead, the northern lights above us seemed to pulse in response, growing brighter and more vibrant, like they were celebrating our connection along with us.
Nobody would be looking our way with that show above.
We lay there for a few minutes, catching our breaths. Before I could pull away or try to clean up, Linden pressed his lips against my ear. “Can… Can you fuck me next?”
I pulled back to look at him, surprised more than anything.
Before me, Linden had been a virgin. And up until now, he’d never expressed any interest in wanting to bottom for me.
I was content with that too. His cock was more than I could ever want.
But the way he was asking me now, the vulnerability in his eyes, it made my heart soar.
“Yeah,” I said, my cock already twitching at the thought despite having just cum. “If that’s what you want, I’d love to.”
We shifted positions carefully, Linden guiding me with surprising grace despite his size. I’d done this plenty of times with other guys, but something about it felt different with him. Probably because he was trusting me to be his first time.