Must Be Magic
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He plucked the intricately tied bow in the center and pulled the lacings free. When her breasts were exposed to his eager gaze, he cupped one, his caress as light as the breeze but strong enough to send a surge of hot pleasure speeding through her body, from nipple to clit in less than six seconds.
“You’re saying…Pixieland is still in danger?” Kerry murmured between gasps for air. “Then we must sacrifice for the good of the princedom.”
“Aye,” Myghal agreed and swooped his head low to take the erect tip of one breast between his lips. “For the good of the prince and the princess as well.”
Kerry laughed breathlessly. She found the lacings of his leggings and untied them. Dipping her hand inside, she wrapped her fingers around his thick cock and rubbed back and forth along its rigid length. With a deep sigh, Myghal tugged her gown until it was bunched at her waist. He went down on his knees and slid her gown and panties down at the same time. She stepped free of them and went down to her knees as well.
“I want you, now, Myghal.”
“Your wish is my command, wife.”
Kerry lay back as Myghal climbed between her thighs. He tugged at his leggings, freeing his cock, and thrust into her. Kerry rested her bent legs on his hips, matching the tempo of her hips to his. She opened her eyes. She wanted to see him, see her husband.
“I love you, Myghal.”
He looked down at her, his green eyes darkened with passion. “I love you, Kerry O’Neill.”
Their bodies moved and built momentum. Kerry held onto his shoulders and watched the reflection of his desire cross his face. With one hand, she reached down to crush more mint and fill the air with its scent…but her hand touched nothing.
She turned her head and her hands scrambled to hug Myghal closer. “We-We’re floating!”
“Aye, we are.” He spun them into an upright position, so that now Kerry sat on his lap but was still impaled by his cock. “Spontaneous levitation during sex only happens when the couple is meant for each other.”
Although it defied the laws of physics, Myghal pumped into her without shooting them off into space. Tentatively, Kerry moved her hips, catching his rhythm again. When they continued to hover about a yard above the mint bed, she relaxed against him, her arms around his neck.
When the heat of their desire burst and soared through her, she knew without a doubt that Myghal was the other half of her heart, body, and soul. She would gladly pledge her love forever and a day to her prince of pleasure.
About the Author
Lani Aames resides in west Tennessee with her family and a clowder of cats. She is multi-published in a variety of subgenres of erotic romance, and also writes romance as Lanette Curington. For the latest updates, visit her websites.
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