Sinfully Spellbound (Spells That Bind Book 1) (17 page)

“Go ahead and pick whatever you want, unless Nick has an
objection to you choosing,” Dylan said as he slipped an arm around my waist.

Nick shook his head. “I’ll trust your judgment.”

I grinned because I knew the perfect movie.

Letting Allie choose the movie confirmed my suspicions that
she was a smartass. There was no denying it was funny as hell listening to Nick
pick apart the popular teen vampire movie while Allie told him what a beautiful
love story it was. I got the impression she liked the movie, but not as much as
she liked messing with Nick.

“These people obviously know nothing about vampires,” Nick muttered
while shaking a fist at the screen.

“According to my cousin, the vampires are actually played by
vampire actors,” Allie explained matter-of-factly. “Mel said the werewolf is
played by a vampire, too, which was kind of a strange choice. I guess it makes
sense, since they wanted him to look young.”

“Melina was involved with this movie?” I asked because I’d
only heard about her working on the television show.

“She didn’t work on it, but one of the actors on her show
had a small role in the movie,” Allie explained.

“A werewolf played by a vampire?” Nick looked horrified by
the idea. “If there are vampires in the movie, why didn’t they do anything to
correct the obvious mistakes in the plot?”

“The movie was made for humans,” I reminded him. “They
probably weren’t quite as concerned with accuracy as they were with getting
people to watch it.”

“Bet you go home and watch the other two movies,” Allie said
with a grin.

“I have to see how it ends,” Nick said as if there was no
other option. He stood and stretched his arms above his head.

Personally, I was willing to let Allie watch the other two
movies without me, but I could tell Nick had enjoyed it more than he wanted to
let on.

“Thanks again for coming over,” Allie said as she stood and
hugged Nick.

“Any time,” Nick said. “I seriously mean that, too. My
vampire friends are kind of dicks, and it’s nice to be around people who
aren’t. Let me know if you ever need a ride home from work. I mean, so you
don’t have to walk around alone at night with a killer out there.”

“We might take you up on that,” I said, but I doubted we
would. It’s not that I didn’t trust Nick, but we had no idea what we were
dealing with yet. Nick was a young vampire, and he’d be no match against an
older vampire or demon. Plus, while Nick was much more dangerous than he
appeared, he didn’t seem to have the killer instinct some vampires developed.
Sadly, that likely wouldn’t last because vampires tended to lose their sense of
compassion as they aged.

“I’ll catch you guys later,” Nick said as I let him out the
front door.

After locking the door and reactivating the alarm spell, I
turned to Allie and crossed my arms in front of my chest. “Were you trying to
torture me with that movie? Or, was it just Nick you wanted to torture?”

“Hey!” she said indignantly. “I’ll have you know, that is
one of my favorite movies.”

“Is that so?” I asked, advancing on her.

“Yes,” she insisted with an innocent smile as she took a
step back. “I was hoping you’d watch the other two with me tonight. They’re
so
romantic.”

“You wanna know what I think?” I asked.

“What’s that?”

“I think you’re lying,” I said and stalked toward her.

As Dylan approached, I took another step back. “I am not
lying! I do love those movies.”

“So, I don’t need to punish you for torturing me with that
movie?” he asked.

I stopped and cocked my head to the side, intrigued by the
sensual timbre of Dylan’s voice. “How exactly would you do that?”

Dylan closed the distance between us and grabbed my hips as
he pulled me closer to his hard body. “I’d have to lay you down on my bed so I
could lick and kiss every inch of your body until you begged me to fuck you.”

My breathing suddenly became shallower, and my body
tightened with arousal at his naughty threat. “I’m not sure how this is a bad
thing for me.”

Dylan’s slow, sexy smile had me ready to jump him. “So, are
you telling me you were trying to torture me with the movie?”

“That’s exactly what I was trying to do,” I offered quickly.
“You really should punish me.”

Dylan covered my mouth with his, and I braced myself for a
hard kiss. Instead, he teased my lips softly, flicking his tongue across the
crease and withdrawing slightly every time I opened for him.

Impatient for his kiss, I bit his lip and was rewarded with
a growl. Dylan wrapped his large hands around my wrists and pressed them
against the wall above my head. “Impatient little witch, aren’t you?” he
murmured against my neck. “I love knowing your body is completely mine, and I’m
the one controlling your pleasure. I also love knowing you can’t wait to have
my cock buried deep inside of you.”

“I want you in me, now,” I said desperately.

“Not yet, sweetheart.” He moved his mouth up to nip my
earlobe, which made me shudder with lust. He released my wrists and slid one of
his hands under my shirt. “First, I’m going to enjoy every inch of your body.
Tonight, you’re going to come around my tongue.” He kissed me, moving his
tongue in and out of my mouth in a way that had me so hot I would have begged
him to take me now if I were still capable of speech. When he took his mouth
away from mine, I let out a little whimper of protest. “Then, you’re going to
come around my fingers,” he said, grazing my nipple through my lacy bra. The
sensation had me pushing my chest forward to get more contact, but he denied me
again. Removing his hand from under my shirt, he lifted one of my legs and bent
his knees slightly so he could press his erection against my aching pussy,
rocking his hips into me. “Finally, I’m going to make you come around my cock.”

“Oh, Goddess,” I groaned and practically collapsed against
his body.

Dylan carried me into the living room and settled me on the
sofa before quickly stripping off my jeans and panties. Lifting my panties to
his nose, he inhaled deeply and shuddered. “I can’t wait to bury my tongue
inside you.”

If it was possible to die from arousal, I was a goner. My
body was coiled tightly in anticipation of his touch. Dylan sat me up and knelt
in front of me before spreading my legs and flicking his tongue across my clit,
teasing me even more. My toes curled on the carpet as his tongue returned to
toy with my clit, alternating between long strokes and short flicks. The
alternating strokes kept me on the edge of orgasm, and then he switched to a
circular motion that had me arching off the couch to get more contact with his
tongue. When I was about to explode, he replaced his tongue with one finger and
then slid his tongue inside of me, stroking the walls of my pussy until I came
undone, screaming and clamping my thighs around his head.

When the spasms of my orgasm finally ended, I looked into
Dylan’s blue eyes, which were now clouded with lust. His hair was messy, and
his talented mouth glistening with the proof of my arousal. Dylan licked his
lips and shuddered. “You taste so fucking incredible, I could go down on you
for hours,” he said in a voice rough with desire.

“I need your dick,” I told him.

“Not yet,” he said with a shake of his head. “Remember what
I told you? Next, I need you to come around my fingers, but I think I’ll enjoy
that sweet pussy at the same time.”

I wasn’t sure I could handle another orgasm like the one I’d
just had, but Dylan’s tongue gently coaxed my clit as his fingers moved inside
of me until I was rocking against his mouth again. My succubus side felt
Dylan’s arousal swirling around me like a drug, feeding my own lust, and making
me crazed for more. It wasn’t long before my body was tightening around Dylan’s
fingers again as my climax neared. Dylan’s fingers hit just the right spot as
he sucked my clit into his mouth. That was all it took to make me come
completely undone again.

This time, my orgasm only made me want more, and I was
desperate to have Dylan’s cock in me now. I tugged at his hair to pull him away
from me. “You said after that I could have your cock. I need it now.”

Dylan chuckled at my needy plea. “I don’t think you’ve
learned your lesson yet. Maybe I should make you come around my tongue another
time before I give you my dick.”

That’s when I decided to beat Dylan at his own game. While the
wrist cuffs muted my power some, I was still a succubus and seduction was in my
nature. Dylan’s cocky grin faltered when I licked my lips and dropped my gaze
to his chest. I ran my hands up the front of his shirt, enjoying the way his
nipples hardened under my touch. My hands continued up to his shoulders and
caressed their way down to his biceps. It was then that I looked at him and saw
him swallow hard. His composure had definitely slipped, and I was gaining the
upper hand in this game. Dylan stood and took a step back to put some distance
between us.

“Why would you want to deny us what we both want?” I asked
with a pout.

Dylan swallowed, and I knew he was having trouble
remembering why he’d wanted to tease me more. I might not need any of my
succubus powers at all to get what I wanted.

Reaching one hand down to the front of his pants, I gripped
his erection, loving the way it twitched in my grasp. Dylan groaned, and his
head dropped back. “Why don’t you just fuck me against the wall?” I asked with
a seductive purr. “Or, you could bend me over the arm of the sofa. Don’t you
want to feel me around your cock?”

“No,” Dylan said with a shake of his head. “You are not
taking control.” He pulled my hand away, an act that obviously took great
effort on his part. Actually, he was so hard it probably hurt to take my hand
away from him.

“Wanna make a bet?” I asked.

Dylan just chuckled. “Not this time. If you can’t behave,
I’ll have to use a binding spell on you. I won’t lie. I’m kind of hoping you
don’t behave because I really like the idea of tying you up with my magic
again. Thinking about my power sliding along your body makes me hot as hell.”

A shudder ran through my body, because I loved how it felt
when he bound me with his magic, too. It was intimate on a level that most
couldn’t understand. It was tempting to beg him to do it, or to push him into
it, but I wanted him inside of me far too much to play games.

Pulling the power from inside of me, my own arousal
increased, and I drew on that arousal. When I touched on my succubus powers, I
could see the tendrils of lust flowing from my body and swirling through the
air like strands of silk. With my wrist cuffs on, those tendrils were duller
shades of red and slightly transparent. Without them on, the tendrils were a
deep ruby red, and they could bring a man to his knees. I directed the tendrils
toward Dylan, and they swirled around him, caressing his skin.

Dylan’s head dropped forward, and his fists clenched at his
sides in an effort to maintain his self-control. I could see his lips moving,
silently mouthing the binding spell, but his own arousal was making it hard to
complete the spell.

I reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt. “You seem to
have a problem,” I said. “Was there something I could do to help you?”

Dylan’s chuckle was more strained this time. “You are going
to be the death of me, Allie.”

With his shirt undone, I was finally able to lean forward
and swirl my tongue around one of his hard nipples. They’d always been one of
my favorite parts of the male anatomy, and Dylan’s dark nipples on his nearly
hairless chest were true perfection. “You taste good,” I said as I dropped to
my knees in front of him, reaching forward to undo his belt as his hot gaze
devoured me. I undid his pants and slipped them and his boxers down so his
erection sprang free. Licking my lips, I knew what I wanted most in that
moment. I had yet to taste Dylan, and I needed him in my mouth.

“Allie,” he said with his hands fisted in my hair to prevent
me from putting my mouth where I wanted it most. “You are not taking control of
this situation.”

“Let me taste you, Dylan,” I urged, watching the tendrils of
lust move around his cock. They tightened around him, and Dylan released my
hair with a loud groan.

I ran my hands up the insides of his thighs and slowly
brought my mouth forward to run my tongue along his balls before moving up to
lick the underside of his shaft. All the while, I allowed the tendrils of lust
to move along his body, careful not to draw any of his own lust into my body.
When I reached the tip of his cock, I gripped the base in one hand and ran my
tongue along the sensitive underside of his tip.

Dylan’s muscles tightened and he moaned as my tongue
continued to tease him. When I thought he couldn’t take any more, I finally
took him into my mouth, sucking gently as I moved my mouth up and down his
shaft.

“You’re fucking incredible,” Dylan praised, his voice
strained. “If you keep that up, I’m going to come in your mouth.”

My response was to take him as far into my mouth as I could,
squeezing the base of his cock as I did this. Dylan grabbed my hair to pull my
mouth off him.

“I’m not joking about being ready to come,” he warned.

When I used my succubus powers, my lover’s arousal became my
own in many ways. Despite my efforts to avoid drawing on Dylan’s arousal, I was
just as close to coming as Dylan, and I wanted to come with him in my mouth.
“Fuck my mouth, Dylan,” I said in a breathy voice.

Dylan said something I couldn’t quite make out before
guiding my mouth back to his cock. As I sucked him and gripped the base, his
hips moved back and forth. My own moans nearly drowned out Dylan’s sounds of
pleasure. It wasn’t long before my body tightened, and I knew Dylan was close.
With one final thrust, he came, calling out my name. My own orgasm was so
powerful, I nearly collapsed forward against his body.