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  “You’re just in time,” Samiel said. “Come and sit down.”

  She started over to the table more than ready to eat. It had been a long day. As she drew even with the couch, Jaeson stood. Hooking an arm around her waist, he drew her close.

  “I’ve been waiting for you. I heard your scream as you came for Samiel. I want to hear it again as I drive into you.” Jaeson’s breath puffed over her ear.

  The feel of that warm breath sent tingles through her, but his words caused desire to curl and throb low in her abdomen. His hand slid down and cupped her butt, pulling her close. He nipped her ear. She leaned into him. Lady, he could tempt her.

  “Eat first, Jaeson.” Samiel’s voice sounded very stern.

  “All right, don’t worry. I’m not going to carry her off over my shoulder. I just want her to know.” Jaeson nuzzled her neck.

  “And she’s supposed to blind and totally numb? Your cock’s pressing against her.” Samiel laughed.

  “He has a point and so do you.” She smiled. She reached down and stroked her hand over the cloth-covered ridge.

  Jaeson drew in a harsh breath. “Keep that up and you’re going to miss dinner.”

  “It’s only fair to tempt you when you did the same to me.” She laughed softly and turned to walk over to the table.

  Jaeson caught her hand and stepped up beside her. “Is it? We’ll have to discuss it later when I make love to you.”

  “That sounds like something that might interest me for a little while, but I’m not going to be interested in talking long.” She slid a glance at him. She wanted to see his gorgeous body, taste him and touch him. Thinking about it sent a tingle through her.

  “It might just need a lot of discussion.” Jaeson raised his eyebrows.

  She could see the teasing light in his eyes. She knew he was trying to get a reaction from her. Normally, she’d just ignore his comment, but she felt like telling him how much she wanted him.

  “It’s not going to take too much time. After dinner, it’s not going to be long at all before we’re making love. I’m hungry for you. I want to kiss and stroke your body, especially your cock.” She turned and swept her eyes down his body lingering on his broad shoulders and his hips and thighs. She loved his muscular body.

  “She doesn’t have a problem with her confidence tonight, Jaeson.” Samiel laughed.

  “I can see that. She’s definitely in the mood to challenge us.” Jaeson ruffled her hair before sliding his hand beneath the heavy fall to cup the back of her neck. “I like it and I’ll see just how far it goes later.”

  She slipped into her chair. She loved the sexy rumble of his voice. It vibrated through her. At times, she wanted to cuddle against him and just listen to him talk. She got all hot and tingly just at the sound.

  She ate slowly. Her eyes kept straying to Jaeson. She smiled as she caught him watching her. He was almost finished with the food on his plate. She chewed slowly, deliberately forking up tiny bites. She wanted to see what he’d do. Looking up from her plate, she saw him staring at her.

  She licked her lips. “It’s good.”

  His eyes followed the path of her tongue. “You’re playing with a very hungry vampire, my witch.”

  “Not yet. Right now, I’m eating.” She took a bite of the food.

  “You’re tormenting him.” Samiel shook his head. “If you’re really hungry, you’d better hurry up.”

  “Just because I didn’t gulp my food down doesn’t mean I’m not hungry.” She tried to sound offended.

  She was full and it was getting hard not to play with the rest of the food on her plate, but the game was so enjoyable. For some reason, she wanted to make Jaeson wild. She glanced over at him. He rose slowly from the table and came around to her side. As he moved behind her, she was acutely aware of the heat of his body. He leaned down and she felt the brush of his fingers against her neck as he pulled her hair back.

  “I know a witch who’s aching to get her ass spanked.” Jaeson nipped the sensitive lobe of her ear.

  “Nope, just hungry.” She tried to keep her tone.

  “Well, you’re going to have to wait until later.” Jaeson gripped her arms and pulled her out of her seat.

  Her fork dropped to the table and bounced to the floor. She hadn’t expected him to haul her out of the chair. Not without at least one or two more proddings to hurry or else. She stiffened, but didn’t fight him as swung her up into his arms. She curled her arm around his shoulder and lightly stroked his hair. It was so soft and silky and she couldn’t get enough of the feel of it.

  “You’re not going to calm me so easily, Meagan.” His eyes narrowed as they slashed down to her.

  “I wasn’t trying to calm you. I just like touching your hair, but if it would soothe you on occasion, I’ll keep it in mind.” She couldn’t stop the grin that curled her lips. It wouldn’t calm him, but she felt wicked and wild.

  Stopping in front of the bed, he allowed her legs to swing down. His arm hooked beneath her buttocks and pinned her hips against his. He rolled his hips forward, rubbing the ridge of his cock against her. The fact that two layers of cloth separated her from it frustrated her. The hot intensity in his eyes was exactly what she wanted. He looked as if he’d like to rip her out of her clothes.

  “You’ve been teasing me since you walked out of the bathing room. Do you know what it’s like to want for that long? And then you tried to draw it out even longer.” His hand landed with a loud smack on her bottom.

  She gasped, her eyes widening with surprise. Heat flared over her buttocks. The sting wasn’t that bad but he’d surprised her. She hadn’t thought he’d actually spank her. She started to squirm for freedom. Hanging in his arms like this left rear her too vulnerable.

  “Let me go, Jaeson.” She pushed against his shoulders.

  “Do you?” He punctuated the question with another swat on her ass.

  She gritted her teeth. The stinging swat sent a rush of warmth through her that heightened the throbbing pulse of desire inside her. She couldn’t help thinking there was something a little wrong with that. A spanking shouldn’t make her wet and needy. His hand lifted off her buttocks and she knew she’d better say something.

  “Damn it Jaeson, you know I do. I’m a freaking Tiria. I was aroused for a good part of the battle, but definitely I was suffering while we were doing the cleanup and last check through the village,” she said.

  He laughed and his hand settled back on her rear. “All right, so you do know what I mean, but you’re not going to get away with teasing me, my witch.”

  “Why not? You two tease me all the time.” She raised a brow in challenge.

  “Because I don’t deal well with frustration. If that’s not good enough for you, I’m bigger and I can get my way.” His thumb stroked in slow circles at the base of her spine.

  “You just need more practice. I’m sure Samiel could help with that. We could ask him now.” She looked over at Samiel and found him sitting in the chair smiling widely.

  “Not tonight, but he is going to be watching everything I do to you. He might even offer a suggestion or two.” Jaeson’s lips trailed over her chin to her neck.

  Her stomach clenched and the muscles in her pussy tightened at the thought of Samiel seeing everything. Her imagination expanded on the idea and soon images of Samiel joining them floated through the little scene playing in her head. Her mind only came back to the present when Jaeson gently put her on her feet.

  He inhaled. “Something’s got you excited and it’s not only me, I’d bet.”

  “Maybe, but are you going to do more than talk?” She trailed a finger down the front of his shirt.

  “I’m trying to calm down here, woman, and all you’re doing is pushing.” He ran his hands up from her hips to just under her breasts and back again.

  She cupped his cheek. “Maybe because I don’t want you calm. Show me how much you want me. I’m not going to stop until you give us both what we want.”

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sp; He tilted his head and stared down at her. He was quiet for so long that she thought he was grabbing for his control again. Maybe he needed a little encouragement. She caught his wrist and brought his hand to the juncture of her thighs. Pressing his fingers against her pants, she arched and rubbed against them.

  “Feel how much I want you.” It was as if the men had reversed roles tonight. Jaeson seemed determined to stay in control.

  “You’re wet.” His voice sounded tight.

  His fingers curled and began moving of their accord. She licked her lips and her eyes drifted closed. Her hips rocked forward as his fingertips traced circles over her clit. She could reach out and cup his cock. Lady, did she want to, but knew that he’d probably pull her hand away in moments.

  “I need you. Can’t you see that?” She let her fingertips drift up his arm.

  “And smell it.” He groaned.

  “Then do something. You’re supposed to see to my needs as a Tiria. I’m frustrated and my magic has to be taken down a bit. You’re not going to hurt me.” She knew it was a little low to bring up his role, but she was getting desperate. She didn’t know what would get through to him.

  Jaeson stared at her for a moment longer, but then he moved. He had her shirt off and the pants halfway down her thighs before she even realized what he was doing. She kicked out of her pants and hooked her arms around his shoulders.

  “I wanted to give you everything you needed tonight, not be wild and out of control like the first time.” Jaeson’s mouth moved along her jaw to her neck.

  Stinging little nips along her neck drew a gasp from her, but also a rush of slick moisture between her thighs. She tugged lightly on his hair before her hands smoothed down his back. He groaned and his hands fastened around her waist. He pulled her against him and ground his hips against her.

  “Only want you, any way, as long as it happens now.” She pressed kisses against his cheek, because his mouth seemed to be everywhere but where she wanted it.

  He put her on the bed and peeled out of his clothes. She saw a button fly as he whipped off his shirt. He knelt on the bed beside her. His eyes swept down her body. She could almost feel their path. He licked his lips as his eyes locked on her pussy.

  “I want to hear her scream, Jaeson.” Samiel’s deep voice rumbled into the silence broken only by their harsh breaths.

  She’d almost forgotten he was there. Turning her head, she saw him sprawled on the dark blue couch with one of his legs drawn up and bent at the knee. His hand stroked over the leather-covered ridge of his cock. She licked her lips, entranced. Because she was so engrossed watching Samiel she didn’t notice that Jaeson had moved until she felt him lift and part her legs.

  She turned her head and saw him kneeling between her legs. His mouth brushed against her thigh. Sharp fangs scraped as he slowly moved closer to her sex. She drew in a hissing breath and reached for him. Jaeson barely lifted his head as he grabbed her hands.

  “Keep them down by your side.” Jaeson’s growl reverberated through her.

  “I want to touch you.” Her body was on fire. The thought of just lying there frustrated and aroused her.

  He nipped her thigh. “You said any way, yes?”

  “I said that.” Oh Lady, he was diabolical. She already regretted it. “I thought you wanted a hot ride, to hear me scream as you drove into me.”

  “This is my way. Stay still.” His warm breath feathered over the wet lips.

  She clenched her fists. His fingers slipped between them. She bit her lip. Please touch my clit. She barely kept the words silent. In his present mood, he might decide not to touch her where she wanted. His tongue lapped at her folds. She squirmed restlessly.

  “Samiel wants to hear you scream. You’re going to give him that before I make love to you,” he said softly. His fingers drew slow circles around her entrance.

  “If I scream now, will you get on with it?” Her voice sounded hoarse and strained. She almost didn’t recognize it.

  “I know the scream I want to hear. I’m not going to fuck you until I hear it.” He turned his teeth and nipped her thigh.

  She squealed and bolted upright. His hand settled just under her breasts and pushed her back onto the bed. She grabbed his wrist, intending to try to wrench free of it and do something about his teasing tendencies. His tongue stabbed against her clit. She froze. All thought of moving drifted away as his mouth settled over her clit. He sucked at the sensitive flesh. Sharp sensations pulsed through her in bolts as he continued. She trembled and gasped. His fingers slipped inside her pussy and began slowly stroking in time with the pulling suction of his mouth. The sensation built and swirled in her. She wanted to savor the sweet heat, but it felt so intense that she knew she couldn’t hold her pleasure back long.

  “Give me what I want, Meagan.” Jaeson’s voice rumbled against her clit.

  The vibration sent a wave crashing over her. Light burst in front of her eyes. She arched and a scream ripped from her lips. She shook as the climax burst, leaving even her fingers and toes tingling with pleasure. Her vision cleared just as he slowly rose over her.

  “That’s the scream I wanted.” Jaeson’s lips slashed over hers, joining their mouths as his cock pushed into her.

  Still riding the last ripples of her orgasm, she was surprised as his entry sent a shaft of sensation streaking straight to her core. Unbelievably, her body began to tighten again readying for delicious release. Her hips rose into his pumping body, taking him deeper. She gasped and clutched at him. Her nails raked over him, urging him to move faster and harder. This was what she needed. She trailed stinging little kisses along his neck and shoulders. His pelvis ground against hers. The tight knot of heat shattered and exploded. Her body arched and she could only hang on as she went right over the edge.

  He groaned and shuddered as he came. His teeth sank into her neck. She felt him drawing her blood and power into him. Sighing, she combed her fingers through his hair. Her body still felt electrified from the two quick climaxes. A small smile curved her lips. It might have taken a little while, but he’d certainly seen to her needs.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Meagan walked down the street a smile curving her lips. She felt good, satisfied, rested and ready to face almost anything. She’d half-expected to be called to a battle last night. It wouldn’t be the first time a Dark Sorcerer attacked to avenge a slight. Not that she minded the extra rest. A full night without an attack was something to savor.

  She’d dressed to reflect her bright mood in a bright yellow top and dark green skirt. She hoped there wouldn’t be trouble today. She needed to talk with the elders and maybe learn if the shield that generator had created had done anything else. Shields could be taken down in a number of ways. She knew there was a Tiria other than her who’d taken down a shield with her dagger. Even if there hadn’t been alternatives, there were ways to weaken a small section to allow a group to get into the protected area. The only reason it hadn’t been done by the Dark Sorcerer in the past was that he didn’t have the number of people needed. It wouldn’t be easy.

  “Meagan!” The female voice carried over the noise of everyday life in town.

  Meagan turned and saw Lissandra making her way down the street. Meagan frowned. Lissandra was one of the women who’d been trapped outside the shield. Meagan didn’t know why Lissandra hadn’t been inside the walls, but she wasn’t going to jump to any conclusions. She’d worked with Lissandra before and had always been able to rely on her.

  “Hi, is there something wrong?” Meagan moved to the side of the street so people didn’t have to go around them.

  “Nothing wrong, but the elders mentioned that someone needs to go to Gaeil.” Lissandra leaned a shoulder against the wall. She smiled slightly, her stance relaxed.

  Meagan’s attention was grabbed by the mention of the deserted town. She studied the woman. Her pale blonde hair hung in a straight fall down her back. She wore a sleeveless blue shirt, blue pants and sandals. Lissandra di
dn’t look ready for battle and she should if she were planning on going to the ruins. Something didn’t feel right about this.

  “All right, I’ll go get a few dragons and vampires and you gather a few witches. I’ll meet you back at the sect house.” Meagan smiled and turned to walk down the street. She tried to think of where the dragons or vampires would be now.

  “We don’t need those dragons. Let’s just grab a few witches and go,” Lissandra exclaimed.

  Meagan turned back. The young witch cast an astonished look at her, her hands on her hips. There was a time not too long ago that she would have done just as Lissandra suggested. If she didn’t have this nagging feeling something was wrong, she might have done it today. But it was there and she wasn’t going to let Lissandra’s reaction goad her into doing something stupid.

  “The dragons and vampires are working with us now. They should be a part of it.” Meagan shrugged.

  “It’s just a stupid walk through the ruins. We don’t need them.” Lissandra sighed and rolled her eyes. “Do they have you on some kind of chain, too?”

  Anger snapped through her. She almost said, “Let’s go”, but held onto her temper. She wasn’t some raw trainee witch who let her emotions rule her actions. Clenching her fists, she took a deep breath. The more Lissandra said, the more Meagan knew the dragons and vampires should be there. Suspicion was growing, spreading like heavy clouds did in the winter. She didn’t want to believe it, but the woman’s reaction made no sense otherwise. She just hoped she was wrong.

  “Then we’ll all be bored on our walk through the ruins, but that place is unprotected. If a Dark Sorcerer has been searching there, he could have laid a trap. A little inconvenience could save our lives.” Meagan narrowed her eyes and waited to see if Lissandra came up with something else.

  Lissandra nodded, but Meagan could tell she still wasn’t happy. Meagan left Lissandra and walked down the street, keeping her eyes open for a dragon or vampire. Before they left, she was going to talk with the elders. As much as the wrongness of this was nagging her, she was making sure of everything.