Devils Roses 04 - Witch

magnificent. A true Viking in every form. She gasped seeing him. She pulled the jeans off and smirked, "Commando?"
    He shrugged, "I had a busy morning and it's summer."
    She kissed his stomach just below his belly button. He moaned as her fingers traced along his skin. The heat radiating from him was making the already heavy air unbearable. He grabbed her arms and threw her on her back, "Maybe another time. I need you, now."
    He kicked his pants off and crawled on top of her. She could feel her own readiness as he slid inside of her gently at first. Her body expanded for his slow entry. She inhaled sharply.
    He looked at her, "I love you."
    He bent and kissed her mouth, sucking her lip as his body rocked back and forth against her. Her skin tingled, coming alive. Searing heat shot from her hands. He moaned when she touched him as her power shot into him and sucked from him.
    "Aimee stop."
    She couldn’t. He was thrusting in and out of her rapidly and the heat between them combined with the sucking her hands were doing was driving her wild. Her body burst in a bloom of sweat as she rocked her pelvis with his. Her stomach heated up and the fire crept low into her abdomen. Suddenly she clenched against him as pleasure shot through her. Her hands pulled and he screamed. She wasn’t sure if it was pleasure or plain. She didn’t care. She rode her orgasm until her body twitched. She felt full. She felt him collapse on her. He lifted his head, "What the hell was that?"
    She started to laugh in between gasping for air, "I don’t know."
    "It felt like you were sucking my entire body."
    "Did it hurt?"
    He cocked a crooked grin, "That would be a no. I'm a better lover than this. I don’t have stamina issues Aimee."
    She started to laugh, "Well I'm not as easy to please as this."
    He kissed her cheek, "We have time to practice. Maybe save the sucking hand thingy for the end."
    She laughed, "We'll see."
    She felt relief in a way she had never felt before. He could keep her hunger at bay.
    She pulled back and looked into his exhausted blue eyes, "You were made for me. You're strong enough to live through what I am."
    He kissed her cheek, "I did try telling you."
    She curled into him and let the heavy air soak her in sweat. Nothing mattered, her heart and soul were filled with love. It was a new feeling for her.

Chapter Forty
    Ophelia

    She paced in the yard. She heard a stick break and glanced over expecting Ben but Oliver leaned against a tree. He nearly killed her with his sexiness. She sighed, "Not right now."
    He looked up at the house she stood behind, "You planning on threatening him?"
    She looked at the mansion, "This is where we met last time. I was hoping you would come to me here."
    He beamed, "My heart swells."
    She rolled her eyes, "I need your help. That girl Giselle. I need her to be saved. She's dying because of me. My dad did all of this."
    He crossed his arms, "Why do I care?"
    "Because I care." She fluttered her eyelashes.
    He laughed, "Oh you want me to swoon under the spell of your womanly wiles and save her because it matters to you?"
    She nodded and bit her lip.
    "What do I get out of it?"
    She gulped, "My gratitude."
    "I want undying love and physical appreciation."
    She laughed nervously, "I want world peace."
    He shrugged, "What do I care about the world."
    "It was an expression. It means we can't always get what we want."
    He pushed off of the tree and walked across the rocks and dirt slowly, "I get what I want. And if you want world peace so badly all you have to do is wish for it. Witches wishes and such."
    He stopped walking directly in front of her. She looked up at him, "Will you do it?"
    He looked in her eyes, "I want one thing."
    Her eyes narrowed, "I'm not the kind of girl you think I am."
    He bent and brushed his lips against her cheek. His warm breath whispered into her ear, "I know what kind of girl you are."
    He was gone.
    She looked around, "Oliver you never said what you want." Nothing moved. The garden was silent.
    "Oliver?"
    She put her hands over her eyes and muttered, "Shit." She pulled the cell phone Lorri gave her, from her pocket.
    In an instant Aimee stood across the grass from her. She looked different. Relaxed.
    She beamed, "Hey. You rang?"
    Ophelia smiled, "Oh my god is Giselle better?"
    Aimee shook her head, "I don’t think so. Blake never sent me a message about her changing. He's there with Alise. I'm heading there now."
    "You look weird and you got here fast and you're