The Witch's Devil (Complete)

Chapter 15, Samhain

Alastor's POV~

A smooth, gentle warmth was caressing my cheeks. Tingling sparks flutter across my jaw. Pulling my face forward slowly. Soft supple touch against my lips. With the strong scent of lemon and lavender under my nose. Everything was brought back into focus. Eyes go wide with surprise. It was Ember, with her lips against mine. As she kissed me with such delicate care. Sparks shooting off like a fire that started with our kiss.

I never want this to end.

I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, racing its way towards the sun. My brain is working overtime with panicked delight. Finally, I relax into her kiss, and kiss her back with my own slow shy peck. Praying to whatever being, deity, or hell lord for this not to be a dream.

I can feel her smiling into the kiss. She pushes me into the back of the couch. Her lips intertwined with my own. Ember climbs right into my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I'm almost too scared to touch her. I'm worried that if I do, she'll vanish like a dream.

Damn, I don't think I'll ever get away from her now. She can have me, if she wants me.

She gently caresses down my neck to my hands. Following down the collarbone, over the shoulders, and down. Leaving a trail of quivering goosebumps in her wake. Growing in intensity with every passing second.

Ember took my hands in hers firmly, our lips refusing to part from one another. She guides my hands to her bare thighs, with such soft skin to the touch. She continues to move my hands up to the top of her hips. It is then I realized, that she pulled me underneath the oversized shirts she wore.

She pressed her body fiercely against my chest, there wasn't a gap between us to speak of. Ember's kisses grew more aggressively passionate. Our tongues locked in a dance. Her taste is addictively sweet. Shamelessly, I want more.

I needed more.

Much to my disappointment the kiss was broken. Yet, she kept our lips close enough to graze. Those alluring green pools swirl with a look of lustful desire. It was as if she was looking through my soul.

"No need to be frightened stiff, silly." She reassured me that what was happening between us was real. "It's okay, Alastor, no reason to be shy." Whispering sweet words of lustful temptation. Giving me gentle alluring pecks between words.

She could beat a succubus at their own game.

Looking deep into her ivy green eyes. They swirled with flirty confidence. A grin so fierce I would be on my knees for it. "Are you absolutely positive you want this, Ember?" Growling my words softly back at her with my question. I needed to confirm her desired wishes.

I might be killing this opportunity, like a dumbass, but I want to do right by her. My mate.

Taking my cheeks in her grasp once again. Pulling me into a passionately deep kiss. I was hooked. She licks my lips inviting my tongue to meet hers in dance. My lips part ways allowing our tongues to meet. Her taste was so sweet I couldn't get enough. I was, and am, addicted to her.

Breaking our kiss for the second time, leaving us both panting for air. "Care to take this to my room?" Ember asked into my ear, a sultry breath against my skin. Tingling sparks throughout my body.

Does she feel this too?

A low growl of excitement coming up from my throat. "After you, kitten." Words of lusting allure escape me. Teasing her back with ease. She smiled, pulling me up from the couch.

Holding my hand tightly as if she wished to not lose me along the way. The touch of a mates bound was a rarity for most. Yet here I was walking behind one such soul. Climbing the stairs of her home, I avert my gaze to the wooden banister. Following it down, my eyes met the hardwood steps. Knowing if I looked up at her; there would be a view like no other. By Lilith herself, my shirt doesn't hide much from here.