Devils Roses 04 - Witch

had told her that her ex boyfriend's house had also been built on sacred land. Everyone seemed to be aware of the sacred land and the dark swirl issue.
    She had no idea the power that was available in the world.
    She felt a hand touch her and then she was in a dark room.
    She put a hand out to feel Oliver in front of her.
    His fingers brushed her arms. Being in the dark and without her vision, she felt impaired. She closed her eyes and let her sense of smell take over. She could smell him.
    "Oliver."
    His warm lips brushed her throat, "Expecting the shifter?"
    She laughed, "I hate you. I sent him a text and told him I couldn’t get over someone from the previous life we lived."
    Oliver whispered into her cheek, "I did notice his absence from the evening festivities."
    His hands slipped to the bottom of her shirt. His fingers played with the bottom of the shirt as his mouth found hers. He pulled her shirt off and kissed her again. Her stomach felt like it had it's own party going on inside.
    He undid the button on her jeans and slid them down over her underwear. He bent to a knee and kissed her naval. He kissed her inner thigh.
    "You smell like honey."
    She shivered as his tongue traced along her thighs. His fingers brushed against her underwear. She felt faint. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her. She felt a soft bed beneath her and his weight over top of her. His fingers masterfully unhooked her bra. His lips never left hers. His hands moved up her torso sending shivers everywhere. His fingers found her breasts and he began thumbing her nipples. She gasped into the darkness.
    He kissed along her neck to her breast. He took her right nipple in his warm mouth and sucked. She cried out. He spilled his free hand over her mouth, "Log houses are notoriously bad for sound proofing."
    She ignored him. A fever covered her body. His hand slipped from her mouth and traced a line to her underwear. He slipped his fingers inside of them. She shook her head as he pulled them down.
    "I haven’t done this before." She whispered into his cheek, as her face lit on fire. She was embarrassed.
    "I won’t hurt you."
    She nodded but bit her lip as her panties were stripped from her. She felt rigid.
    "Relax Ophelia. I won’t hurt you I promise. You'll like it."
    His mouth returned to her nipple. She felt her body relaxing again as he caressed and sucked. She felt herself getting lost in him. His scent was everywhere. His kisses touched everything. His hands rubbed and smoothed away the tension.
    He pulled his clothes off and climbed between her legs.
    His weight against her made her nervous, like she was trapped. She started to feel tense but he soothed her again. His words floated in her mind, 'Breathe O. Just relax and enjoy.' He sat up between her legs.
    She felt his fingers brush against her thigh. Then they trailed up until they were high enough that she clenched her fists.
    'This is the best part' His words whispered in the back of her mind.
    She felt his thick finger slide inside of her. She inhaled sharply. He rubbed a hand on her belly. She loved the touch of him. His fingers began to slide in and out. She moaned as a fire was lit in her stomach.
    He lay back on top of her and suddenly a huge pressure filled her. His mouth was on hers. His tongue was moving swiftly and instantly the pressure was lost in a moment of pain and then pleasure again. She noticed she had bit his lip and was moaning in both pain and pleasure.
    He moved slowly inside of her. His hands pulled at her skin, like he couldn’t get enough. She felt her fingers dragging along his back. He thrust harder, crying out.
    Heat and sensations she had never experienced before filled her. She had orgasms when she was alone at home but nothing prepared her for the pleasure that built and ripped through her. The heat became unbearable. She felt as if fire licked her skin.
    She cried out again and again, lost in the rolling pleasure. She panted, "Harder. Do it harder."
    He chuckled into her hair. His body met hers harder and faster. She maintained the high she had reached until he cried out and collapsed on her.
    She opened her eyes to see fire surrounding them.
    "Shit." She made rain clouds in the ceiling and let a downpour rain all over them.
    In the light of the flames he looked unimpressed. She couldn't see his face any longer as the rain washed them away but she assumed he was pissed.
    "Sorry."
    "Guess we're sleeping in another guest room."
    She