Abandoned (Book Two of the Castle Coven Series): A Witch and Warlock Romance Novel by Hazel Hunter Page A

strange languid haze fell over her. She felt as if she wanted his ministrations to go on forever, but at the same time, she was growing desperate for more. She didn’t notice that her legs were spreading wide until she heard him chuckle.
    “Are you ready for more, sweetheart?” he whispered. “Do you want more of this?”
    She nodded, bumping her head against his chest. She was already starting to get wet, but when he brushed his fingertip across the top of her slit, she groaned outright. She was afraid he was going to tease her more. Her hand landed on top of his, trying to push his lower, and his only response was to laugh.
    “You’re so beautiful, love. I want you so much.”  
    Both of his hands pressed between her legs, one spreading her open, and the other touching her most tender bits. She should have felt exposed, perhaps even frightened, but the pleasure was building inside her. It felt so good and so intense that she tilted her hips so that he could open her more thoroughly.
    She felt him stroke her clit over and over again, deliberately, almost roughly. It made her even wetter, and he drew her natural liquid up to bathe her clit. His fingers slid against her soft flesh even more readily, and in a matter of minutes, she was writhing up against him.
    “Oh, oh gods, please, I need more than this. Please, I need you, Piers.”
    Something about her saying his name seemed to break him. Before, he had been exquisitely in control, ready and willing to take care of her pleasure as long as she wished. When she called his name, he groaned, nipping at her ear.
    It made her think of a wolf claiming its mate. She rose up on her knees while dropping to her elbows. In another time, she might have blushed to think about how she was baring herself to Piers. He could see every inch of her, from the slickness of her sex to the tight pucker of her ass. She hid her face in her hands, not because she was embarrassed, but because of the intensity of doing something so intimate.
    Piers’s breath came hard and fast, and he shifted as well. She gasped when she felt his hands circling her hips, and he was lifting her slightly, squirming down himself until his mouth was level with her sex.
    He laid one swipe of his broad tongue along her slit, and then another. Then he was lapping hard enough to make her squirm and squeal, rocking on her elbows, and desperate for more. Her juices were running down her thigh, and by the time he let her down, she was sobbing with the sensations he had given her.
    “Hailey? Hailey, do you want more?”  
    It was an unfair question to ask when his hands were brushing against her sex, when the tip of one finger was parting her so delicately.
    “Yes, yes please. I want more.”  
    “There’s a condom in the chest in front of you. I want you to go get it.”
    It was only a couple of feet in front of her. She didn’t stand up. Instead she crawled to it, feeling decadently sexual, exhilarated to be following his orders. When she returned with the condom, he stroked her face in approval, making her purr.
    “Put it on me.”  
    Piers was the master of the Castle. She could hear the command in his voice, and it thrilled her. This was the man who had created a fortress for her, something that was meant to keep her safe. She felt a tide of feeling wash over her. She wanted him, was half crazy with it.
    She tore the foil package and carefully extracted the condom. Pinching the tip, she drew the slippery skin down his cock. It gave her a chance to feel that hard flesh leap in her hands. When she smoothed the condom all the way down, she squeezed the shaft briefly. It made Piers groan before catching up her hand.
    “Tell me that you want this,” he murmured, his dark eyes fierce.
    “I do.”
    Her voice was soft and needy. She did want him. She thought she might die of wanting him.
    “All right then. I want you as you were before. Down in front of me, facing away.”
    She leaped to comply, assuming the