I’d had plenty of s*x in my life—sometimes for the release, sometimes just to feed my magic. What I had just shared with Knight was different— terrifying. Instead of the goodbye I had envisioned in my head, it felt like a beginning, the creation of something new. One look in his eyes, and it was clear he believed this thing between us was unbreakable. I shuddered to think how wrong he was. He gazed down at me with raw hunger. Would his look turn to disgust when he learned why I wanted the cauldron? I almost wanted to tell him right then and there, to be done with the uncertainty, but I couldn’t. He would try to stop me, and I couldn’t take that chance. Instead, I took his hardening length in my hand and stroked firmly, eliciting a growl from him. “Again,” I whispered. There was no need to
