Sargon was reluctant to leave Marie after walking her up to the front door. Entering her home, he checked the inside and outside perimeter to make sure it was safe. He offered to spend the night just in case, but she knew it was not safe for him.
Leaving her alone when she had none of her power was the last thing he wanted to do but, it was what she wanted. He had to trust that she knew what she was doing.
"Call me if you need me. Don't think twice about it." He said worriedly.
"Don't worry so much, Sargon. I am in my home. Trust me, you will be the first person I call if I am in trouble." She said, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pulled him close to her.
Sargon grabbed her bottom and lifted her up, wrapping her legs around him. He seemed to like torturing her in this way. Walking backward toward the wall, he pressed himself against her, kissing her intensely. Marie wrapped her arms around him tighter as he awakened her desires.
"Sargon, you will end up staying here if you don't leave now." She warned.
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea." He teased with a wicked grin as Marie giggled.
"I could kiss you forever." He said as he touched noses with her.
"Well, that is the plan. We just need to fix all the things that are broken first. Then, I can have you all to myself." She whispered as she nuzzled his neck, sucking it gently. Sargon moaned deeply within his chest.
Suddenly, he lifted her up, placing her legs on either side of his shoulders. Marie gasped at the unexpected lift. She could reach the beams in her roof as she steadied herself on top of him.
"What are you doing?" She asked nervously.
"Trust me." He replied as he buried his face between her legs.
He tickled her center through her underwear with the tip of his nose as she squirmed. He looped his finger through the underwear, ripping it open swiftly. Teasing her with his tongue, he traced her sex up and down gently, tasting her.
Marie pressed her back into the wall and tilted her head back, trying not to make a noise. The one thing she couldn't resist is any kind of pleasure Sargon gave to her. She grinded herself on his mouth as he began feverishly kissing her flower, deepening each kiss as he drank her to his satisfaction.
Her body began to tremble as she lowered one hand and pulled Sargon's hair tightly as he brought her to her peak. He devoured her more aggressively while she released onto his tongue.
After he finished enjoying her, he lowered her, allowing her to stand. Her legs buckled while he held her. Tilting her chin up, he gently kissed her.
"Don't make me wait too long. I need you more than I need air. I love you." He whispered in her ear before walking away and closing the door behind him.
"I love you too," Marie whispered at the closed door when she heard him start up his car. She leaned back against the wall as she stared at the door. What just happened? She wondered. She never felt this way before.
This man was taking over her whole being. Between her legs was tender and still throbbing a bit as she breathed deeply. She waited for a moment until she heard Sargon's car drive off.
Marie gathered herself and began walking around, inspecting her home. She began looking around for something that would jog her memory, but nothing did. She walked over to her drawers and reached for comfortable clothing to change into after her shower.
Thinking about Sargon caused her stomach to tense. She realized he had released inside of her since they began making love. At first, she didn't bother to worry since she was a witch, and he was a wolf.
It would probably be impossible for her to get pregnant. Now wouldn't be the ideal time to think about having a child anyway, even if they did have the ability to have children together.
She walked over to her cupboard and pulled out a compilation of herbs and began warming water to make a tea. She placed the herbs in her teacup and took her clothing to the bathroom. She turned on the hot water and allowed the bathtub to fill up while she poured lavender, oils and sea salts into it.
As soon as the tub was nearly filled, the kettle began to whistle. She rushed out of the bathroom over to the kettle and moved it off from the hot burner.
Pouring the steaming liquid onto the herbs, she said a prayer. She knew she had no magic but there were still forces greater than her who she could ask for help and protection. After she filled the cup to her liking, she covered the tea and left it to steep while she went to take a bath.
The bathwater felt perfectly warm as she settled into it. She reached for her loofah, added lavender body wash to it, and began washing her body. After scrubbing all of her parts, she began massaging her body as she leaned her head back onto the tub.
Thoughts of her and Sargon invaded her mind. Her body became warmer than the water as her nipples grew taut. She moved her delicate fingers along her neck, then down to her breasts, lingering on her pebbles. Rubbing them gently, she felt her core pulsating.
Her body needed Sargon. She needed more. He had awaked a yearning in her and she had no idea what to do.
She closed her eyes as images of him pleasuring her in every way she desired filled her mind. She didn't understand what was happening to her. He had just taken pleasure from her and also given it to her in different ways before he left but her body was craving for him.
She continued massaging one breast as she lowered her other hand down to her pulsating love, rubbing her fingers gently over her sex, massaging her folds. A soft moan released from her mouth as she licked her lips, swallowing hard.
Sliding two fingers in deeply, she pressed her palm on her clit while she moved in and out of her crevice. She could feel her juices releasing onto her hand even in the water as she rotated her hips, increasing her pleasure.
Moments later, she released a powerful climax. "Sargon, what are you doing to me." She whispered with a smirk.
How is it that even when he wasn't there, he excited her like this? She relaxed her head onto the back of the tub feeling euphoric.