The Five Cursed Witches: Volume 3 - Morana, the Witch of Life

Chapter 91 Teasing

Morana

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Alejo's kiss caught me by surprise, but it was a welcomed one. It took my breath away with the intensity of it and it made me aware of exactly what he wanted to do.

I made to grab hold of his hair, but as I did, I felt that his left side was all sticking together. Frowning, I pulled away to look. The blood that had come from his wound had dried and created tufts of hair. I hadn't thought about that as we had talked and I realized then that I had to look like a mess as well. I had cried so much and I had held him while he had bled.

Alejo didn't seem to give a damn about that though. He kissed down my face, to my neck. Sent shivers through my body. His hands went under my top and pulled it over my head in a swift movement. Bent his head and pulled my bra to the side to kiss my nipples.

My thoughts of what I might look like disappeared. His lips on my body made me let out a small moan, and I unclasped my bra to give him better access. He kissed one of my breasts while he cupped the other with his hand, sucked on the nipple on one, while pinching the other. I had one hand on his shoulder and the other grabbed his hair. My eyes were closed, but my mouth open.

His touches and kisses felt better than anything else.

One of his hands traveled down. To my legs to get under my skirt. Then the hand landed on my panties. He pressed his fingers against me and moved it along my slit. They traveled up a bit and put pressure on a specific spot, the specific spot. He pressed and rubbed my clit, with the fabric still between, while still kissing my breasts. I leaned my head back as another moan, a louder one, escaped me.

He really knew how to make me forget about all things else.

He was only in the cloak like gown he had worn at the coven. I pushed him back slightly as my hands went to unbutton it and, to my pleasure, he wore nothing underneath. I placed my hands on his chest, felt the muscles, let my fingers run through the hair he had there. Followed the hair as far down as I could go with the few buttons I had opened. I felt him shiver under my touch and turned my eyes up to his. He rested his head against the couch, his eyes on me with hunger in them.

I wanted more. Wanted his whole being.

I moved to get off his lap and his hands left my body. He took off the cloak, and I pulled off both my skirt and underwear.

My back was against the arm of the couch and I was in a half sitting position. Alejo had one knee on the couch, the other foot was on the floor. He towered over me, his eyes, that looked darker than normal, wandered over my body. My insides clenched in anticipation. The way he looked at me made me close my legs as I felt my wetness increase.

"Don't you dare," he murmured and place a hand on each of my knees. He opened my legs again before he bent his head down. His hand guided one of my legs over his shoulder before his tongue licked along me. He moaned against me and I shuddered at the sensations it caused. He licked me slowly one time, before he took hold of my hips and pressed me closer to him. There was nothing slow or careful about the way he ate me out. It was rough and fast, as if he tried to devour me, and I loved every second of it.

I tried to control myself, tried to hold back because I wanted to get to enjoy it for as long as possible. I would have liked if it had gone on for forever. But he drove me crazy. I turned my head towards the couch. The moans he elicited from me got muffled by the cushions.

He stopped and moved my head away from the couch.

"I want to hear you. All of it," he told me in a hoarse voice, before pressing down on me again.