s*x Magic

You Again

"Lily!" Trent crouched over the woman he had knocked to the ground. The scent of cinnamon and cloves wafting off of her. But not coming from her. He looked into those scared eyes again. Slightly darker green. Inspecting the rest of her body, he saw rounder hips and smaller breasts than what he was expecting. But definitely a resemblance.

"You're not Lily." Trent lamented.

"No s**t Sherlock! Hey! Get off!" Suddenly Sophia found herself jacked up by the forearms. A very tall half-naked demigod had his nose buried in her hair and her neck. Blue eyes stared down at her. Sophia had to crane her neck back just to take him all in. His chiseled torso distracting her. Maybe Lily was right. This man was raw power in a very sexy package. 

"But you know her. I can smell her all over you." Trent admitted desperately.

"What?" Sophia knew exactly who and what Trent was. She had helped her sisters track him down. But she used her magic to cover her powers. She didn't need Trent finding out what she was. 

" I mean," Trent backtracked, "I can smell her perfume all over you. Plus, you look just like her. You hair is curlier and longer but she has to be your sister."

"Let me go already. Where are your clothes?" Finally able to step back from him, Sophia was able to continue her perusal of Trent. Her eyes widened when she noted the bulge in his pants. Trent followed Sophia's eyes and spun around embarrassed.

"Sorry. I rushed out of my room. I'm under dressed but can you help me?"

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Lily stood over Trent's prone body trembling with desire. She looked down the long lines of his rock hard abs as it met his jutting manhood that was weeping for attention. Her own core throbbed, begging to be filled.

"Don't tease me," Trent begged.Yet Lily delighted in making him suffer. She gyrated her hips making him stare at her naked cunt as evidence of her desire slid down her thighs. 

"Untie me now, Lily," Trent threatened. His blue eyes piercing as he set his jaw in anger. Arms taut and flexed, pulling at his chains. Chains?

"Oh, you're tied up?" Lily was somewhat confused but eager to torture him. Lily got down on her knees and straddled herself over Trent's chest. She took the object of her desire firmly in her hands and placed the object of Trent's desire directly in his face but out of reach. He moaned and squirmed under her making his abs flex and bounce and his d**k flex and leak all over her fingers.

Lily licked the precum from the tip like she was licking an ice cream cone. She could feel Trent's hot breath on the back of her thighs as he panted and gasped at her efforts. Feeling neglected, Lily scooted her bottom backwards until she could feel his lips on her. Lily shivered as she felt his tongue probe her inner folds.

"Oh Trent, yes. Like that."Lily sighed. 

She could feel Trent's hands on her thighs, slowly moving up to her breasts. Suddenly his mouth was on hers. What? Trent is tied up. Lily's eyes fly open to the blurry sight of Trent smiling down at her. A topless Trent.

"AAhhhh. Omigod. I thought you were tied up!" Lily screams falling out of bed.

"Oh, I bet you did." Trent chuckles.

Lily is mortified. She was dreaming?? Trent is in her room! Lying in her bed. She doesn't have make-up on!

"Don't look at me! Get out!" Lily shrieks.

"Calm down. You're beautiful. Come here." Trent grabs Lily from off the floor and pulls her back on to the bed. She lays there wide-eyed starring at him. His eyes an impossible deep blue. She catches a glimpse of his broad muscled chest before he lifts her over his head and buries himself in her neck. Inhaling her with his arms gently wrapped around her. Lily's body is draped on top of him with her hands buried in his hair, rising and falling rhythmically with his harsh breaths.

"How are you in here?" The whispered question came from Lily who doesn't want to break the tenderness of the moment. Even though her heart is racing, she doesn't fear him. Her body was craving Trent and holding him like this is like a soothing balm on sunburned skin.

"Gimme a minute." Trent mumbles from her neck. Trent cannot explain how complete he feels in this moment. To have found the source of his craving and be wrapped up in her was inexplicably....sweet. As sappy as it sounded, he couldn't think of a sweeter moment in his life. Add to it the fact that this woman wasn't calling the cops and pressing charges only proved that he had the same effect on her. He couldn't get higher right now.

 When he saw that woman in the hallway, he really thought he had found Lily. But he had found her sister instead. Sophia had been reluctant to tell him anything but he begged just for a name or phone number. When that didn't work, he followed the woman all the way to her room. 

"I own this hotel you know. I will find out who you are." Trent admitted. Somehow that knowledge changed the woman's attitude altogether. She asked that he stay put until she could talk to her sister. Unfortunately she came back with another non-Lily who had a perpetual scowl.

"What do you want? Why are you naked?" the non-Lily had barked at him. At the time, Trent's mind was hazy because he kept getting hit with a wave of Lily's scent every time the door opened. The woman's harsh voice didn't even phase him. 

"I need to see Lily. I want to invite her somewhere but I didn't get her number. Please." Amazingly enough, this non-Lily did not fight him. All she said was, "If you hurt her, I'll kill you", and then she stomped into the other bedroom in the suite. The one who called herself Sophia only crossed her arms and declared," I'll be right outside the door."

Trent had entered to the room and was bombarded with the scent of Lily's arousal. He wasn't sure what she was dreaming of but his little virgin vixen was torturing him. Looking in the bed he saw a mass of curls and the prettiest face with mocha skin. She looked years younger without makeup but even in a plain white t-shirt she was the the most beautiful creature to him. He only meant to wake her up and demand that she explain why she left him but then he heard his name on her lips and he was lost. He climbed in her bed on top of the covers and kissed her pouty lips.

Now she wanted to know why he was there. What could he say? That he was crazy obsessed with her and they should be mated as soon as possible? Hmmm, probably not. 

"I ran into your sister in the hallway. She looked like you so I took a chance that she knew you. Crazy right?" Trent reluctantly admitted.

Lily climbed off of Trent and turned on the bedside lamp. She sat cross-legged in front of him to put some space between them so she could think.

"How did you know ..."

"Before you go down that road," Trent interrupted. "I own this hotel. My friend Brian is having his wedding here tomorrow. I did not follow you. I promise. I had no idea where you went. Mind explaining why you disappeared?"

"I'm sorry, what?" Lily sputtered. She honestly had not heard much. She was mesmerized by the flex of the muscles in his chest as he spoke and moved. The man was perfection. She wanted to play with the hair that tumbled past his chin and kiss his thick lips again. What did he say?

"Lily! Focus," Trent said with a knowing smile.

"I'm tired.Sorry. What exactly do you want?" Lily asked, frustrated with herself.

" Well I want to know why you bolted and to ask if you'll be my plus one at my friend's wedding." Trent was giving his best puppy dog face.

"This is so crazy. YOU are crazy. I don't know why I did the things we did- I can't get my thoughts together. That's not me and I'm sorry for leading you on. But this is too much for me." Even as she said the words, Trent was leaning forward. Damn her, she met him half way.

Their lips locked and the pair let their bodies say what their words couldn't. Lily climbed onto Trent's lap and wrapped her arms around him. Trent released Lily's bun and buried his fingers in her curls. Squeezing her, drinking down her moans like they were the last bit of water in the burning desert. 

Lily rocked on his hip pressing her heated core over his rigid manhood. Trent could feel Lily's n*****s rubbing his chest. He released some of hair to send one hand up inside her shirt. His fingertips grazed her flat middle and traveled higher her rounded breast. Her breast overfilled his large hand and he let her thick n****e rub back and forth across his fingers and she gasped and sighed in his mouth. He moved his mouth down to her neck to suck on her sweet skin as his hand started to pluck and twist at her breast causing Lily to squeak and writhe on his lap

"Trent, I can't do this," Lily lamented. Hating herself for the part he played in all of this. Lily was trying hard to pry Trent's fingers off her ass as he frowned down at her. 

"No, I understand. Your first time should be special. Not with your sisters listening outside the door." Trent reluctantly let Lily climb off of him. "What's with that face?"

At first, Lily was relieved that Trent knew about her virginity. She could use that as an excuse as to why she couldn't have s*x. Then she was embarrassed that her sisters could hear all the noises she was making. Finally, she was pissed that they had let Trent into her room. They were supposed to protect her! Why did this happen?

Suddenly it made sense. From the conversation that she had with her sisters earlier, she knew they must be desperate. To allow a potent horny werewolf into their sister's room as she slept, was not their M.O. Lily had led a pretty sheltered life in rural Maine. That's why she had managed to stay a virgin until the age of 20. Mara had worked hard to cover their magic. But as Lily got older it was becoming more and more of a strain for her sister. Her life and her sister's lives were at stake. She needed to stop being selfish.

"Look Trent. I don't know what's going on between us. But I like you a lot. Since I'm staying in this hotel anyway, how about I meet you at the wedding reception. That way you can focus at the actual ceremony." Lily looked at Trent expectantly hoping that she sounded sincere. Inside she was terrified at what she had finally resolved to do.