Dark Tremor (Mated by Magic #2)

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hand, not letting go when she tried to pull away. Her legs went weak when large fingers wrapped around her much smaller ones. Allowing him to touch her was a bad idea.
    “Thank you,” he said, taking a small step towards her.
    “For what?” The words caught in her throat.
    “For trusting me with all this.” He didn’t let go, but instead gave a small squeeze, his warm breath soft against her lips.
    A sizzling warmth radiated through her hand, up her arm, and down to her toes. She let out a small moan. It wasn’t fair what he did to her. Other than the few kisses that Falcon had stolen, she’d never let another man touch her, let alone affect her so much. Every cell in her body cried out, wanting his lips on hers.
    She licked her bottom lip, expectantly.
    “We need to go.” His voice went low and tight, but he didn’t release her.
    “Yes,” she squeaked, then swayed under the power of his touch.
    In the darkness, with just the flashlight illuminating the small area, shadows danced across his handsome features. Just one caress. One taste. What could it hurt? To know the passion that his smoldering eyes promised.
    He leaned forward
    Bracing herself, she closed her eyes and parted her lips. Her body buzzed anticipation. One small movement and his lips would touch hers.
    “This can’t happen.” With a ragged sigh, the air cooled, and he was gone.
    Her chest constrained, she opened her eyes, and blinked up in disbelief.
    “Fucking solstice mating heat,” he mumbled. Letting go of her hand, he took a step back and raked his fingers through his hair.
    A small tremor saved her from the humiliation of his rejection.
    “Do you feel that?” She squatted on her toes, with both hands on the mine floor beside her.
    Someone was coming.
    “No.” His brows drew down.
    Without waiting for him, she bolted toward the two boulders at the cave’s entrance. Sure enough, a black car zoomed towards them.
    “Get behind me,” Jace demanded, pulling her back and blocking the entrance.
    “No way.” She squirmed around, then knelt and placed her hands on dirt. “I’m not waiting this time.”
    With a large burst of energy, she sent a ripple of power through the ground, directed at the approaching car. The tremor undulated through the desert heat with the sound of a freight train. At impact, the car lurched, spun, then rolled several times before skidding to a halt fifty feet in front of them.
    The passenger side door creaked open, and a body fell heavily from the upside down vehicle. She was about to send another blast when she recognized the man.
    “Falcon.” No, no, no. It hadn’t been one of Mic’s men. What had she done? 
    She darted towards him.
    At the bottom of the hill, Jace yelled at her to stop.
    The driver of the vehicle crawled through the passenger door, shoving Falcon’s unconscious body out of his way.
    Mic.
    Terra froze in her tracks.
    “You have something I want girl,” he snarled, wiping blood from his forehead, while keeping his eyes centered on her.
    She couldn’t breathe. She knew she should run, but her legs were cemented into the canyon floor.
    “Give me what I came for and no one else gets hurt.” The ground began to tremble.
    Falcon groaned, hugging his arms to his stomach. He was alive. But why was he hanging with Mic?
    With a stomp of his foot, Mic sent a blast towards her. The earth rocked and a small fissure opened in the earth in front of her.
    “Terra.” Jace’s truck pulled up between her and Mic. Through the open window, he yelled, “Get in.”
    “I can’t leave Falcon.” Another quake sent her reeling into the side of the truck.
    “Get in the fucking truck.” Jace produced a fireball that struck Mic square in the chest, making him stagger to the ground, motionless. “In case you haven’t figured it out, your boyfriend is working for your daddy.”
    “No.”
    “Yes.” He opened the door. “I don’t feel like getting buried alive again, so maybe we can continue this

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