Suddenly Sorceress by Erica Lucke Dean

inside out. As if a big bubble had burst, the buildup of energy ruptured, sending shock waves out from my body in swells. The lights went out. Or maybe they didn’t go out as much as they were swallowed up by the dark. In the time it took me to take a single breath, the light had returned.
    Jack sat on the floor as if he’d just casually plopped down for a rest. The snake was gone. A graying Scottish terrier sat in his place.
    We stayed quiet for a minute. From his spot on the floor, Jack stared between me and the dog. Then he stood slowly, running his hand through his hair until it stuck up. The sight of him, combined with the residual magic pulsing through me, drove me into a frenzy.
    “Jack.” I grabbed his face roughly, tugging him to me. “I need you to fuck me.”
    That seemed to shake him out of whatever spell he was under.
    Jack’s fingers bit into my shoulders as he shoved me against the refrigerator then used his hips to keep me pinned. He slid his hands down my arms and lifted up the bottom of my shirt… his shirt… to sink a finger into me.
    “God, you’re so wet. Is that for me?” He groaned.
    “Just for you.” I slipped one hand into his waistband as the other struggled with the button.
    He shoved my hands away, unzipped his jeans, and pushed them down to set his erection free. “I’m going to fuck you standing up. Right here against the refrigerator. Do you have a problem with that?” His growl sent Matt running out of the kitchen and made my thighs tighten in anticipation. I shook my head before he hauled me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and slammed into me. “So. Fucking. Hot.” He grunted, his hips grinding against mine at a punishing pace.
    “Oh, God,” I said, in a shaky breath.
    Jack continued his merciless attack, pounding into me over and over again. “Come on, baby, come for me. You know you want to.”
    I was so close, every nerve ending within me on fire. My body shuddered each time he hit that spot that no one before him even knew existed. Arching my back as if responding to his spoken command, wave after wave of pleasure spiked through my body, making me cry out. I’d never climaxed so many times at once, and I’m certain if he wasn’t holding me up, I would have collapsed to the floor in a puddle.
    “Hold on to me, baby.” He wrapped my limp arms around his neck, shifting me for a better angle. A light sheen of sweat beaded across his forehead as he thrust deeper, then again, stretching me a little more each time as he swelled within me. “You feel so good. Oh, baby, I’m gonna… ahhh.” He froze, squeezing his eyes shut, his mouth open in a silent scream.
    He jostled me, trying to shake me awake, maybe. Perhaps just to get a better grip so as not to drop me; I didn’t know. My body was boneless against him.
    “Jesus.” Jack blew out a breath and shuddered hard. “I just fucked you without protection.”
    My eyes opened, taking in his horrified expression. “I… um… it’s okay. I’m on the pill.”
    He relaxed slightly and nodded but still looked shaken. Then the little dog barked, and Jack’s face turned an unflattering shade of green.
    “Holy shit, you turned that snake into a dog,” he choked out. His grip loosened until I slid gently from his grasp to stand on my feet. His hands went back to his already chaotic after-sex hair.
    My lips tipped up into a smug little smile. I may not have done the spell I’d intended to do, but I had certainly channeled the magic. “I told you I was a witch. You didn’t believe me?”
    Jack pulled his jeans back up and fastened them before pacing the kitchen. “Hell no, I didn’t believe you. I thought you were just one of those”—he waved his hands around—“magic groupies.”
    My mouth dropped open. “ Magic groupies ?” I didn’t like the image that conjured up.
    “Yeah, the girls who hang around after the show.” He seemed to struggle to keep his thoughts together. “It’s a Goth club. We see