Witches Be Burned: A Magic & Mayhem Novel (23 page)

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Her kiss was perfection. Her mouth divine. Her taste delectable.

Holding her face in his hands, he sensed Kenzie completely relax in his arms. The submissive kissing him was not the typical Kenzie, and he wondered why a submissive who gave herself so completely in her kiss refused to do that at any other time. In fact, he’d wager that he’d never met this other side of her, the woman he now held. Not once had he ever seen her kiss anyone in this way—so passionate, so packed with emotion.

Surprised by her, he broke the kiss, wanting something he hadn’t expected—to demand more kisses from her. Her beauty was amplified after his kiss. She was a fireball of passion that seemed all too perfect under his hold. Her eyes fluttered open and softness rested in their depths, almost as if she was allowing him right into her soul. The intensity of it sucked the air from his lungs. The pull to her that soared through him was most unexpected.

She leaned in to his hand for a split second before she jerked away and snapped, “That is not how Doms kiss at Club Sin, with all that”—she glared at him—“you know what you did.”

Porter leaned down into her face, now wondering if accepting her as a submissive was the best decision he’d ever made. There was something between them—something real and raw. Intense chemistry that he didn’t recognize at first, not until his mouth touched hers. Not until he felt the real Kenzie, the woman beneath the tough armor. The soft submissive who’d handed him her soul in a single kiss. The perfection that wrapped him in a spell, making his muscles tighten and his eyes clear to the beauty before him.

She scowled. “Why did you kiss me like that?”

Locked in her heated stare, he was consumed by the woman who kissed him as if she’d dropped all barriers she’d put in place. Something shifted inside him, as he looked to her not as a casual submissive that he was hunting, but as a conquest his heart needed to explore.

He slid his finger over her perfect, pouty lips and grinned. “Because I wanted to.”