the
two wolves up front could sense and hear everything going on, but
hell if he cared. His mate was opening up to him, and it made him
the happiest - and the horniest - he had been in years.
She lay her head back
against the seat, sighing softly as he touched her. He wanted to
please her, more so than any other woman he’d been with. He needed to make her happy.
He wanted her to come with him inside her, sealing their bond
permanently, but he knew he’d have to be patient.
That can wait.
He went deeper and deeper, reaching
for her sweet spot. He knew he’d found it when she gasped sharply.
Her nipples stood erect against the white blouse, showing through
the sheer material of the thin lacey bra she wore. She was so damn
sexy. Her hip thrusts became more frantic as he reached into her,
nipping her core, growing harder as he watched chills break out
over her skin.
“ Yes. More. Faster,” she
breathed.
He obeyed, all too willing to give her
what she wanted. Her panting steamed up the window, and sweat broke
out over her chest. “Gage,” she whimpered.
“ Come for me,” he
said.
A strangled cry escaped her throat
before she clamped down on her bottom lip, bucking several times
before lounging like putty in his arms. She lay there
panting.
He kissed her damp cheek. “Feel
better?”
“ Much. Thank
you.”
“ The pleasure was all
mine.” Giving her one last stroke, he pulled his hand out of her
and licked his fingertips, one by one.
She went silent, staring at him. Her
tongue ran over her lips, and she leaned forward, kissing him
slowly. When she leaned back, she licked her lips again, tasting
herself.
That alone was almost enough to make
him jerk down his pants and thrust into her right there in the car.
The ritual be damned. He needed to mate with her, and soon,
otherwise he’d lose his mind.
The car came to a stop, and Nik’s
voice spoke through the intercom. “We’re, er, here, sire,” letting
on he had heard them. “Not picking up on any paranormal signatures.
I don’t think she’s here.”
“ All the better. We’ll
still scope her place out.”
Gage reached over and straightened
Danica’s skirt and blouse. He helped her pull on her jacket,
leaning in to kiss her one last time. “You don’t have to come
in.”
“ I want to. This whole
thing started because of me.”
He cupped her face. “And I thank God
it did, because it led me to you.”
She smiled, leaning into his hand and
closing her eyes. Kissing his palm, she twined her fingers with his
and let him help her out of the car after he’d gotten out and
walked around the back. He pulled her close as they walked to the
door, with Nik on the other side of her. Erik stayed with the car,
in case something went down outside.
Nik and Gage listened by the front
door of the old log cabin a moment before trying the door. It was
unlocked. Nik shoved the door open, both of them waiting to see if
any wards would go off.
Nothing happened. The place had been
abandoned.
Gage swore, feeling that crushing
despair sinking in. They were already too late to catch the only
lead they had.
“ Let’s see what we can
find,” he said gruffly.
“ I’ll go first.” Nik went
in without waiting for Gage’s response.
Gage slapped a hand on his brother’s
shoulder. “Be careful.”
“ Aren’t I always, cupcake?”
Nik said with a grin, and went inside.
Gage had never known a more loyal
friend. They’d die for each other. Gage did owe him his life.
Without Nik, he’d be lost, probably starving in a gutter somewhere.
It was Nik who’d earned them the right to try out for the pack,
being the stronger of the two brothers at the time.
After a moment, Nik reappeared and
gestured them to come inside. “There’s not much here. Smells like a
hundred cats took a piss in here.”
“ So witches do keep cats,”
Danica murmured as she and Gage stepped inside.
Gage smiled slightly. “Familiars, to
be exact. A powerful witch or warlock can look
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