The White Witch's Legacy 3: Saige (MF)

The White Witch's Legacy 3

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 52,414
2 Ratings (4.5)
[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, shape-shifters, witches, HEA]
Haunted by the curse of a tormented past, Damien Thorn doesn't believe love and a happily-ever-after is in the cards for him. A witch hunter and slayer who despises everything that has to do with witchcraft, he finds himself in a very uncomfortable situation when he has to help his adopted brother find his mate's sister, who happens to be a witch. Soon, just a sniff of Saige Callahan's peculiar scent has him panting after her and wanting things he vowed he would never want from any witch. Never did he expect to be drawn to her the way he is and he's determined to stay away from her, even if it killed him. 
One look at Thorn's luscious physique has Saige convinced that she has to have him, even if it's just for one night. But how can she even get close to him if he's determined to hate her at all costs? Can she cast a spell on this jaded shifter to make him see that all witches weren't created equal?
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The White Witch's Legacy 3: Saige (MF)
2 Ratings (4.5)

The White Witch's Legacy 3: Saige (MF)

The White Witch's Legacy 3

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 52,414
2 Ratings (4.5)
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A sudden movement in the bushes made her snap back to reality with a little jump. Biting back the sudden pang of fear, she forced herself to remain still and listen for a moment but she didn’t hear the peculiar sound again. She expelled a breath of relief, realizing that her mind was probably playing tricks on her. In any case, it was perhaps time to get out of the water now, God only knew how long she’d been in here already. She hurriedly made her way to the river bank, drying off and dressing in record time. But as she was gathering her belongings, she suddenly heard the movement in the bushes again.

Another jolt of fear coursed through her, and she had to force herself to tamp it down. It was probably just an animal passing by, or maybe the tree branches rustling in the breeze. Absolutely nothing to be afraid of. She hurriedly began to make her way back to the campsite, moving her feet as fast as she could and looking about her wildly despite her efforts to remain calm. She was still several feet away from the cabin when a low growling made her stop dead in her tracks.

Fear made her throat constrict like a closed off tunnel when she noticed a pair of gleaming amber eyes peering at her through the darkness. The rumbling growl sounded again, louder this time, and then the owner of the eyes began moving closer toward her. The crunching of leaves under the creature’s feet resounded in her ears like firecrackers. She could tell it was advancing on her but she still couldn’t make out its figure in the dim moonlight. She had no idea what it was, couldn’t decide whether she should turn and run or stand her ground and try to fight it off.

Instinctively she began moving backward, calculating her best options for escape as she did so. At that moment, the animal made a sudden pounce and she finally got to see what it was in a thin glimmer of the moonlight – a humongous black cat. Shocked, she opened her mouth to scream but no sound escaped. Without another thought she spun on her heels and made to run in the opposite direction but before she made even one step the cat was in front of her again. What the hell? Was there more than one of them?

“Stay back!” she yelled, crouching to find something on the ground to defend herself. The cat just growled again and began stalking toward her once more.

“Shoo! Get out of here!” she tried again, waving a stick she’d picked up. Still it came at her. She backed up some more, inching away from the animal as cold dread settled in her stomach. Soon her back was pressed up against the trunk of a large tree and the cat was right in front of her, its amber eyes piercing her in the darkness. What the hell was she going to do now? This creature could tear her to pieces in less than a minute.

“Nice kitty,” she whispered, her voice shaking under the stress of her fear. “Are you hungry? I ha-have food…W-would you like something to eat?” God, she must have lost her mind! Talking to a goddamn wild animal like it was a house pet was definitely sheer insanity.

Just when she thought it wasn’t possible for her to be anymore petrified, the animal suddenly began shaking and then something completely unbelievable happened – it transformed into a very large man right before her eyes. Saige’s heart immediately jumped from her chest to her throat, blocking off the scream she desperately wanted to let out. The man cocked his head to one side, his amber eyes gleaming in the moonlight just like the black cat’s had, and whispered, “Don’t you know it’s not safe for little girls to go off into the woods all by themselves?”

That was the last thing Saige heard before she crumpled to the ground in a dead faint.




Saige moaned loudly, shifting her head a couple degrees to allow Thorn greater access to her mouth. Her core tightened in expectation, a rhythmic spasm starting in her pussy as she anticipated what was about to happen. When Thorn reluctantly dragged his lips off hers, and began kissing his way down to her aching breasts, her legs began to quiver with excitement, and little mewling whimpers escaped her.

Thorn swiped his tongue over one swollen nipple, licking and nipping at the hard bud until Saige thought she would detonate from the sensation. Finally, he switched sides to give the same service to her other breast and she had to clutch his shoulders for support as her knees almost buckled under her. Then he was kissing his way down her stomach, his tongue dipping into the dimple of her belly button before continuing downward. White hot lightning shot through her body, exploding in her clit when he placed a firm kiss on the soft mound of her pussy.

“Oh God, mmm,” she cried as she felt her pussy clench convulsively with her need.

Thorn’s lips curled in a knowing smile against the feather down sprinkling of hair that dusted her tempting mound. He could smell her arousal even more now, knew she was dying for him to put his mouth on her. Hell, he was dying to get a taste of her himself. Sinking to his knees, he pushed her legs apart, letting his tongue dart out to lap at the silken folds of her soft pussy. A harsh feminine cry echoed through the practically empty room, ricocheting off the walls as he licked back and forth through her slickness.

Saige was almost overwhelmed with pleasure as Thorn fed between her trembling thighs. He lifted one of her legs, exposing her pussy further, and pushed his tongue into the moisture at her center. Her body stiffened instinctively, fingers digging into the hard muscles of his shoulder blade. She could feel the first stirrings of her release building in her gut, heat unfurling inside her, making her hot all over. She had to hold on for dear life or she would certainly collapse from sensation overload. But soon his hot mouth closed over the little button of her clit and it was all over, not even holding on could help her now. A high-pitched scream tore from her lips as her climax suddenly exploded through her body. She quivered uncontrollably, her pussy clenching and releasing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Thorn didn’t ease up the pressure between her legs until he felt her body go lax against him. He continued to please her pussy with his tongue throughout her orgasm, lapping up all her sweet juices until the last of the tiny shudders that racked her body slowly subsided. Then he was on his feet again, his mouth finding hers once more in another searing kiss. Her hands reached for the waistband of his jeans and had the button undone within seconds. Thorn moved away from her briefly to relieve himself of the cumbersome garment then he was on her again, lifting her off the ground and bracing her against the door as he aligned his hard shaft with the entrance her slick cunt.

“You ready for me kitten?” he asked, pressing his mouth against her ear and nipping at the lobe. The lust-filled, grating sound of his voice sounded foreign to his own ears, betraying how he was desperate to get inside her now.

“God yes!” she cried, writhing against him wantonly. “Fuck me, Thorn, please…I can’t wait…Oh!” He was pushing into her sweet heat even before she could get the entire sentence out. The wide tip of his massive cock separated her folds, plunging up into her pussy and stretching her like nothing she’d ever felt before. When the rock solid organ was finally buried to the hilt, Saige couldn’t believe how incredibly full she felt. “Ah hell, you’re huge!” she cried, unable to bite back the words.

“Glad you like it, but I don’t think that’s all me, woman,” Thorn whispered, a self-satisfied smile touching his lips just the same. “Your tight little pussy fits me like a glove.”

With that, he began to move inside her and it took all the self-taught discipline he possessed not to slam into her as roughly as he wanted to. Instead he slowly eased his ass back, pulling his dick out of her tight snatch and then took his time pushing up into her again. His hips ground into hers, bracing her against the wall.

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