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(Behind the Scenes of Not The Witch You Wed Epilogue)
(**NSFW**)
(If you’ve NEVER wondered what actually happened in the back room of Potion’s Up between Rose & Violet, or if sexy-time scenes aren’t your thing just stop reading now. You’ve been warned…)
Potion’s Up
Vi & Linc Bond Announcement Party
What Rose wanted most in that moment was to have fun with the man pressed against all her tingly bits. Tingling, that for once, had nothing to do with the Magic swirling just below her eczema-prone skin.
Conjuring a dose of bravery, she met his lusty gaze with one of her own and prayed she looked turned on instead of constipated. “It just so happens that this place has a back room that doesn’t see a lot of traffic.”
Gray Eyes’s lips twitched. “Maybe we should go check it out.”
“Maybe we should.”
Goodbye Boring and Predictable Rose, and hello, Rosie Wanton and Free. Maybe her sucktastic luck had just turned a corner.
But just in case…
“Follow me.” Taking the gorgeous guy’s hand, she weaved through the crowd, narrowly avoiding no less than three people who had that glint in their eyes as if they were eager to stop her and ‘chat’.
Aka, grill her about her feelings on stepping down as the Prima Apparent. No one seemed to believe that she’d gladly done it, eagerly, in fact. And that the moment she had, each breath became easier.
“Rose! There you are!” Christina’s voice echoed from the other side of the room. “Come here! There’s someone I want you to meet.”
“Shit. Shit, shit, hit.” People blocked Rose path and panic swelled, closing her throat.
“Is that—?” Gray Eyes asked.
“My mother…and she cannot get her claws into me right now.”
“Is she a shifter?”
“Worse…she’s a mother who’s hellbent on seeing her daughters married off.”
Understanding twinkled in his deep gray eyes. “Hold on tight. I got this.”
His callous-roughened fingers tightened around hers as he took the lead and charged forward, using his large body to pave their way to the other side of the bar. The further they got away from Christina’s wild waving, Rose’s anxiousness abated, replaced by a good kind of horny nerves.
She giggled as they stepped into the back room, both breathless and panting. “My knight in shining armor.”
“Babe, I’m definitely not a knight, or anyone’s shining anything,” Gray Eyes growled, the sound sending an exciting shiver down her spine. He turned her toward him, his large hands clamping down on her hips as he walked them back until her ass hit a table.
His dark eyes flickered down to her mouth and back up. “This is where you decide if you’ve changed your mind about what’s about to happen, or if I’m bending you over this table and fucking you senseless.”
His words sucked the breath straight from her lungs. “I’ll take the second option.”
His electable mouth tilting up in a small smirk. “I was really hoping that would be your answer.”
Rose didn’t know who moved first. Their mouths crashed together, Gray Eye’s hand sliding up her cheek and into her hair. His strong grip angled her head in a way that shot a wave of lust through her entire body and she moaned, gifting him the access for which he silently asked.
She didn’t hold back a damn thing. They worked in tandem to hike up her dress up over her thighs, and the second cool air hit her soaking went panties, they were gone. Rose groaned. She thought panties were only ripped off during romance novel scenes, but Gray Eyes proved her wrong, her panties completely MIA.
And she wasn’t complaining.
Gray Eyes dragged his mouth down her neck, nibbling his way to her shoulder as his fingers slid between her legs. The warm touch buckled her knees. “Fuck. You’re so responsive. So, so damn wet and ready.”
“And so, so ready for you to do something about it. Didn’t you mention something about bending over and fucking me?”
Boring & Predictable Rose move the hell on over and HELLO, NEW ROSE!
Gray Eye’s husky chuckle sent a vibrating tingle straight to her clit. “Just making sure you’re ready for me, little witch. Want to make this is good for the both of us.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him this encounter was already better than anything she’d experienced in months, but she decided to keep that little bit to herself. “And I want to make sure we don’t get interrupted.”
“Is this you telling me less talking and more fucking?” He smirked.
“It’s like you’re reading my mind.” Rose ran her hand over the obvious bulge behind his zipper and flicked open the top button.
That one move pushed the burgeoning lust straight over the edge. Gray Eyes hoisted her onto the table and yanked her ass to the very edge. They touched…everywhere…her fingers wrapping around his massive cock while his stroked through her wetness before gently bumping against her throbbing clit.
Soon the only sound in the backroom became their heavy, lustful pants.
“Condom,” Rose panted, edging closer and closer to release. “I’m too distracted to perform the Protection Spell.”
Gray Eye’s mouth continued feasting on hers. “I’ll take that as a compliment…and there’s a condom in my wallet. Back left pocket.”
It didn’t take long to find it and rip it open. She slid it onto his cock, smirking as he groaned from her touch. The second her fingers released him, his hands clamped down on her hips and he thrust, sinking into her in one hard, delightful push.
They moaned simultaneously as all pretense, all teasing, disappeared, leaving the only things in the room, them, the creaking of the squeaky table, and the urgent need for release.
“Fuck. You need to come before I do.” Gray Eyes growled. “Tell me you’re fucking close.”
“I’m close.” Rose’s fingertips clamped harder on Gray Eye’s shoulders as she pushed her hips to meet his. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
“Not until you’re coming around my cock.” He rubbed his thumb over her aching clit, and that’s just what happened.
Rose came—hard—her eyes fluttering closed as she fought to contain her scream. On a low groan, Gray Eyes steady thrusts lost their rhythmic pace and he immediately followed her over the edge and into pure pleasure.
And she already felt the urge to fall over again and again.
(**NSFW**)
(If you’ve NEVER wondered what actually happened in the back room of Potion’s Up between Rose & Violet, or if sexy-time scenes aren’t your thing just stop reading now. You’ve been warned…)
Potion’s Up
Vi & Linc Bond Announcement Party
What Rose wanted most in that moment was to have fun with the man pressed against all her tingly bits. Tingling, that for once, had nothing to do with the Magic swirling just below her eczema-prone skin.
Conjuring a dose of bravery, she met his lusty gaze with one of her own and prayed she looked turned on instead of constipated. “It just so happens that this place has a back room that doesn’t see a lot of traffic.”
Gray Eyes’s lips twitched. “Maybe we should go check it out.”
“Maybe we should.”
Goodbye Boring and Predictable Rose, and hello, Rosie Wanton and Free. Maybe her sucktastic luck had just turned a corner.
But just in case…
“Follow me.” Taking the gorgeous guy’s hand, she weaved through the crowd, narrowly avoiding no less than three people who had that glint in their eyes as if they were eager to stop her and ‘chat’.
Aka, grill her about her feelings on stepping down as the Prima Apparent. No one seemed to believe that she’d gladly done it, eagerly, in fact. And that the moment she had, each breath became easier.
“Rose! There you are!” Christina’s voice echoed from the other side of the room. “Come here! There’s someone I want you to meet.”
“Shit. Shit, shit, hit.” People blocked Rose path and panic swelled, closing her throat.
“Is that—?” Gray Eyes asked.
“My mother…and she cannot get her claws into me right now.”
“Is she a shifter?”
“Worse…she’s a mother who’s hellbent on seeing her daughters married off.”
Understanding twinkled in his deep gray eyes. “Hold on tight. I got this.”
His callous-roughened fingers tightened around hers as he took the lead and charged forward, using his large body to pave their way to the other side of the bar. The further they got away from Christina’s wild waving, Rose’s anxiousness abated, replaced by a good kind of horny nerves.
She giggled as they stepped into the back room, both breathless and panting. “My knight in shining armor.”
“Babe, I’m definitely not a knight, or anyone’s shining anything,” Gray Eyes growled, the sound sending an exciting shiver down her spine. He turned her toward him, his large hands clamping down on her hips as he walked them back until her ass hit a table.
His dark eyes flickered down to her mouth and back up. “This is where you decide if you’ve changed your mind about what’s about to happen, or if I’m bending you over this table and fucking you senseless.”
His words sucked the breath straight from her lungs. “I’ll take the second option.”
His electable mouth tilting up in a small smirk. “I was really hoping that would be your answer.”
Rose didn’t know who moved first. Their mouths crashed together, Gray Eye’s hand sliding up her cheek and into her hair. His strong grip angled her head in a way that shot a wave of lust through her entire body and she moaned, gifting him the access for which he silently asked.
She didn’t hold back a damn thing. They worked in tandem to hike up her dress up over her thighs, and the second cool air hit her soaking went panties, they were gone. Rose groaned. She thought panties were only ripped off during romance novel scenes, but Gray Eyes proved her wrong, her panties completely MIA.
And she wasn’t complaining.
Gray Eyes dragged his mouth down her neck, nibbling his way to her shoulder as his fingers slid between her legs. The warm touch buckled her knees. “Fuck. You’re so responsive. So, so damn wet and ready.”
“And so, so ready for you to do something about it. Didn’t you mention something about bending over and fucking me?”
Boring & Predictable Rose move the hell on over and HELLO, NEW ROSE!
Gray Eye’s husky chuckle sent a vibrating tingle straight to her clit. “Just making sure you’re ready for me, little witch. Want to make this is good for the both of us.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him this encounter was already better than anything she’d experienced in months, but she decided to keep that little bit to herself. “And I want to make sure we don’t get interrupted.”
“Is this you telling me less talking and more fucking?” He smirked.
“It’s like you’re reading my mind.” Rose ran her hand over the obvious bulge behind his zipper and flicked open the top button.
That one move pushed the burgeoning lust straight over the edge. Gray Eyes hoisted her onto the table and yanked her ass to the very edge. They touched…everywhere…her fingers wrapping around his massive cock while his stroked through her wetness before gently bumping against her throbbing clit.
Soon the only sound in the backroom became their heavy, lustful pants.
“Condom,” Rose panted, edging closer and closer to release. “I’m too distracted to perform the Protection Spell.”
Gray Eye’s mouth continued feasting on hers. “I’ll take that as a compliment…and there’s a condom in my wallet. Back left pocket.”
It didn’t take long to find it and rip it open. She slid it onto his cock, smirking as he groaned from her touch. The second her fingers released him, his hands clamped down on her hips and he thrust, sinking into her in one hard, delightful push.
They moaned simultaneously as all pretense, all teasing, disappeared, leaving the only things in the room, them, the creaking of the squeaky table, and the urgent need for release.
“Fuck. You need to come before I do.” Gray Eyes growled. “Tell me you’re fucking close.”
“I’m close.” Rose’s fingertips clamped harder on Gray Eye’s shoulders as she pushed her hips to meet his. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
“Not until you’re coming around my cock.” He rubbed his thumb over her aching clit, and that’s just what happened.
Rose came—hard—her eyes fluttering closed as she fought to contain her scream. On a low groan, Gray Eyes steady thrusts lost their rhythmic pace and he immediately followed her over the edge and into pure pleasure.
And she already felt the urge to fall over again and again.