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[Open - Folly Cemetary - Father's Day]

It was without a doubt, Maggie's least favorite day.

Mother's Day wasn't far behind it but she only had vague memories of her mother. She'd been six when the woman had dropped back out of The Folly. Long enough for Maggie to remember her, but not long enough for anything to remain in her mind beyond little shadows in her mind.

Her father's exit. That she remembered clearly, considering she'd been the one that found him when the last of his attempts to bring her back to the Folly had failed. Magic drained after five years of these attempts, he'd been unable to fight the depression, unable to see anything beyond the loss of the love of his life.

Unable to see the daughter he'd be leaving behind.

She'd seen first hand what magical exhaustion did now that she was fully in her magic now. When she'd been eleven and sent to her foster home, it hadn't been as easy to see at all. She still hated him for leaving, still wished she'd been enough to keep him from giving up, but now, she was a little more accepting of it all.

When she saw a vaguely familiar woman at his gravesite, it took everything she had not to pull the earth, wind and water to her to blast the woman, and the trash around the headstone, into the forest so deep even Bella wouldn't be able to find her.

"Excuse me, but who are you?"

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I slip down lower, kissing and nipping at her breasts, sucking at her nipples and teasing them with my teeth. I absolutely love the reactions from her and I want even more. I can't wait to make her scream in pleasure. I slide down her body and kiss lower, tongue changing as I go. When I lick along her stomach I know she can feel it's long and rough like a cat.

"Ohfuck," she managed just as the butterflies kicked it up a notch in her belly, causing the muscles there to spasm softly under his tough. She knew that tongue well, and new the differences when he changed just that one part. Sense memories flooded her and her knees shook with the effort to keep herself upright.

I kiss lower and hook her legs over my shoulders and push her up so that I'm supporting her weight. I know how this makes her legs weak and I don't want anything to get in the way of this. I don't want to have to stop or slow down for anything. She's so hot and wet and the scent of it is driving me crazy, telling me that she's in heat.

I lean in and lick up her opening; long, rough tongue sliding along her wetness and rubbing against her clit.

She was confused for a second only when he tugged at her legs. When he positioned himself and she felt her back against the wall and...ohfucking hell! She wasn't sure if she'd said that out loud or just thought it. It didn't matter. Lightning cracked again and her hips arched against his wicked tongue as it moved over every sensitive place she had. "Fuckinghelljack," she moaned.

I smile against her and do it again, pressing my tongue more forcefully against her. I love the reactions she gives. What she says and does, how she tastes on my tongue. My hands move up to her breasts and squeeze, thumbs playing with her nipples as my face pushes against her more. My tongue rubs up and down against her clit, roughly brushing against it as I fuck her with my mouth.

It doesn't take long before hot and bothered becomes a complete writhing mass of overstimulated nerve endings. Her body didn't know whether to try and move her hips against his tongue or arch to press her breasts more fully into his hands and his forceful teasing fingers. "Jack," she moaned from deep in her throat as it tried to do both at once. Slowly, she skimmed her hands over his skull, fingertips pressing in and trying to bring him closer.

"Mine," I tell her, pausing for just a moment before I move back in and slide my tongue back up in her, swirling my tongue around and working it against her g-spot, finding it easily due to practice and familiarity.

"Yours," she agreed. "All yours always, Ja--ohfuckinghellyes!" She felt his tongue moving inside her and the second it hit the spot inside him that he'd taken and made his, her entire body went rigid. Her legs tightened around his head, squeezing slightly from the force of the orgasm that started to shake through her body.

I let out a low laugh as I hit the spot and drive her wild. My tongue keeps working against it, pushing and twisting to try and drive her over the top even more. I want her to feel as good as she can, so good that she can't take it anymore but it doesn't stop. This woman is everything to me and I want to do everything I can to make her happy.

She lost all control of her words halfway through the peak of her orgasm and dissolved rapidly into mutters, moans and keening whimpers as his tongue fucked her until she was almost blind from it. Her body is a mass of twitches and shudders, the only thing holding her upright is the wall and his shoulders.

I can't even say how long I kept it up, only that when I stopped she was practically boneless. I carefully pull back and catch her as she sinks down, scooping her up bridal style and holding her close. I lick my face clean, enjoying the taste of her again before I carry her upstairs.

My place is bare of most any decorating. It's completely minimal and for the first time I'm a little embarrassed about it. Not that she can see right now, but she'll notice later.

"How you feeling?"

Maggie cuddled into his chest, cheek against his skin. His heart beat strong and steady against her and his scent filled her senses. Just like before, she felt it charging her magic almost as quickly as if she was standing in a howling thunderstorm with wind, water and earth surrounding her with shades of fire in the lightning.

"I feel a little like butter left in the sun," she giggled. "But I'm recharging." She kissed his chest. "How about you?"

"I kind of like you feeling like that," I admit. I like when she's worn out and all snuggly, not that I don't mind that she's getting her energy back either. It's not like there's really a downside to that.

"And I'm not tired at all," I tell her. I've yet to find a limit to that, but I don't mind trying.

"Mmmmm," she hummed a kiss against his chest then added another kiss. "Does that mean you're not quite done with me? Or do you want to pack up first and then go home?"

"Definitely not done with you," I say, nuzzling the top of her head as I climb up the rest of the stairs. I can't feel our connection on a magical level like she can, but I can feel the connection in other ways and it's so strong that it almost scares me. I think it's the first thing in my life I've ever been scared about. But I don't mind.

I smile at her and toss her up in the air, high, knowing she can catch herself and even if she can't, the bed is pretty soft. It's scary, but it's fun too.

Maggie was so surprised by the sudden toss, she didn't even have time to pull her magic to her. She just flew through the air, arms and legs flailing, squealing the whole way until she landed with an undignified flump on the mattress.

"So that's how it is then?" she asked with an eyebrow raised. "Just tossing me around like a discarded shirt?"

"Shush," I say, literally pouncing onto the bed after her. I land sprawled out on top of her, arms and legs supporting my own weight but still pressing down on her as I kiss her hard, a growl deep in my chest as I silence her complaints.

Maggie was still giggling from being shushed and from him landing on her. "And what happens if I don't shush?" she countered when his lips broke from hers, a little of the teasing evident in her slightly breathless question. Her toes, meanwhile, running up and along the back of his calf.

"I'll give you something else to keep your mouth busy with," I say, grinning at her. Of course, now I'm really hoping that she doesn't shush because I love the way she uses her mouth on me.

"Oh will you?" Maggie said, licking her lips in anticipation. "And what would you be giving me, my strong, silent shifter type?"

As she asked, and kept talking sass to him, her body was shifting under him in very interesting ways. "Are you going to find some gum? Salt water taffy? Licorice?"

I flip us around quickly so that she's on top. She's so beautiful, looking up at her and smiling.

"No," I say, giving her another wolfish grin before reaching up and gently running my fingers through her hair. I lean forward and kiss her gently, softly pressing my lips to hers. When I pull back I fist my fingers in her hair and push her head down, not hard nut forcefully.

Maggie gave another squeak when he flipped them, one that shifted easily into a little moan against his lips when he kisses her again, soft but with that hint of heat behind it. Heat that transfered straight to her belly when he gave her hair a swift tug to fist there and then pushed at her head.

Her eyes, when they met his, were hooded, their color nearly obscured by dilated pupils. The sound she made was something close to a whimper but closer to a gasp of pure pleasure. When she was settled between his legs, she ran sure fingers up the solid length of his cock and looked up to find his eyes. "This is what you'll be putting in my mouth?"

Instead of saying anything, I push her head down onto my cock. The way she looks at me with those eyes is driving her crazy and I need her mouth on me now. This is a punishment of sorts though so I'm going to make her work for it. She wants me writhing and growling on the bed, but I'm not going to give that to her. Not for a while.

This time, her whimper vibrates all along his cock as she barely manages to get her mouth open wide enough before he's pushing into her mouth. She melted against his body, lips wrapped tight around his cock. Her head started bobbing up and down as she swallowed him deep to the back of her throat.

It's a struggle but I manage not to groan in pleasure as she goes down on me. Her mouth feels so good and she knows just what to do to drive me wild. But where's the fun in that? She's being "punished" so I refuse to make this easy on her. Stretching out I put my hands behind my bed and look down at her.

"You know exactly what to do, don't you?"

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