This Time Around (Sequel to All Over Again)

Chapter Thirty-Three

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

"What're you thinking about?"

McKenna sighed softly, her eyes closing as Loki pressed a soft kiss in between her shoulder blades. The tip of his tongue brushed her skin, followed by another kiss, and he gently covered her body with his. His hands skimmed down along her arms, coming down to cover hers and as he threaded his fingers with hers, he whispered, "Are you asleep?"

"No. But almost."

His laugh was soft against her cheek. "You're welcome."

She smiled, gazing up at him over her shoulder. "I can see why Annelie was so desperate to get you back in her bed. You really are amazing, you know that?"

"Thank you, love." His lips brushed along her nape. "I try."

She eased her hands from his and carefully rolled onto her back to face him. Winding her arms about his waist, she trailed her fingernails along his back, smiling as he shivered against her. "Tell me the truth, do you use your magic when we make love?"

He shook his head as he rose onto his forearms. "I don't."

"Have you ever?"

"With you, or with anyone in general?"

"Well... both, I guess."

His eyes closed as she trailed her fingernails along his back again and a low groan rose in his throat. "With you?" His voice grew husky and he shook his head. "No."

"But you have?"

A sheepish grin lifted the corners of his mouth and he nodded. "I have."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Do tell."

He dipped to kiss her. "Now?" he murmured, his lips brushing hers. "Here?"

"I'm curious." She let her hands go still as he drew back and she found herself gazing up into his eyes. "Why not with me?"

"I've never wanted to use it on you because I've never needed to with you."

"What do you mean, you never needed to with me?"

He sighed softly. "I've never needed to with you because you have my full attention. When it comes to you and I, like this-" His hand grazed along her arm, only just barely touching her-"I just want to love every inch of you, slowly, until your fingers twist in my hair and your nails scratch down my back and you cry out my name. But when I was younger, I wasn't so interested in that. Actually, I wasn't interested in that at all. It wasn't nearly as important to me as my own pleasure was. And sometimes-" his sheepish grin grew even more so-"it was the quickest way to get there."

"Typical guy," she said, shaking her head at him even though she smiled. He was honest, if nothing else. "Were you really that selfish?"

"Love, before you, I didn't give a damn about anyone else and that included what happened in bed. You know that." He bent to kiss her. "But now, it's completely different. Now," his voice dropped to a whisper as he nuzzled her and the tip of his tongue brushed along a sensitive patch of skin below her left ear, "it is about so much more. "

She knew that. He was a more than generous lover and had been since that first morning at the Winchester, patient and playful, making certain she came each and every time they made love. He was the only man she'd ever been with who cared about her pleasure as much as his own. The only one who took the time to learn where to touch her and how to touch her to make her body hum with pleasure. No one ever made her feel as loved as Loki did, both in bed and out of it.