Heart of Vengeance (Alice Worth #6) - Lisa Edmonds Page 0,36
“I’ll leave you a letter. If too much time passes and it looks like we won’t be coming back, you’ll at least know where we went.” I ran my thumb over his cheek. “I will tell you this: we’re not running off on some frivolous errand. There are a lot of lives at stake.”
“And so you’re off to save the world again.” He kissed my forehead. “This is what happens when you fall in love with a superhero, I suppose.” His tone was light, but his expression remained grim.
“Not a superhero—just a mage who wants to save lives whenever she can.” I slid my hand through his hair and stared into his eyes so I could talk directly to his wolf too. “Malcolm and I will come back,” I promised. “You don’t have to believe in Valas or Charles or anything else, but you have to believe in me.”
His eyes turned to golden suns. “I believe in you, Alice Worth, and I always will.”
I gripped his hair and pulled his mouth to mine, my exhaustion and worries all but forgotten in my need for him.
He let go of me just long enough to pull his T-shirt off over his head and toss it on the floor. I moved his stone wolf amulet aside and ran my nails over the hard muscles of his chest, eliciting a deep growl that told me both Sean and his wolf enjoyed the sensation very much.
His hand slid under my tank top and over my ribs to my breast. Magic sizzled on my skin, but it wasn’t mine—it came from Sean’s fingertips, and it stung like crackles of electricity.
I gasped, my back arching in a combination of pleasure and pain. “What was that?” I asked, breathless.
He didn’t reply. His mouth was suddenly electric too as he kissed me along my jaw and then down my throat, his teeth grazing my skin in just the way I liked. Though I knew Sean would never hurt me in any way I didn’t want, that little edge of danger was exactly what I wanted—exactly what I needed.
I didn’t want to think any more about our angry confrontation with Charles, the horror of the vision Valas had shared with me, or learning I had less than twenty-four hours before I had to take Malcolm with me through a mirror to a world full of wonders and nightmares. I wanted to be loved, so I could take that feeling with me to the Broken World.
Impatient as always, he tore my top in half and continued moving down my body, exploring my curves and most sensitive places with his fingertips, lips, and teeth. His mouth closed on my right breast at the same moment his fingers gripped my waist. A sizzle of magic and power arced from the delicate skin of my breast to his fingertips.
With a shudder and a moan, I dug my nails into his biceps. “Sean.”
He raised his head slowly, drawing out the searing pleasure as his lips tugged gently at my nipple and then released me. “More? Or should I stop?”
He’d clearly done some research on how to use magic for pleasure. Far be it for me to be ungrateful for all his hard work. “More, please.”
He smiled wickedly, and I shivered. “I was hoping you’d say that,” he murmured. “Let me show you what I’ve learned.”
My pajama pants disappeared while he distracted me with his mouth on my breasts. I used my own magic to trace patterns on his arms, shoulders, and back, making him growl and snarl quietly while he bit, nipped, and licked. Heaven.
Soon he moved farther down the bed and I could no longer focus on anything at all but the sensations of magic and pleasure, and just the right amount of pain. My back arched as I gasped out his name. Even the tip of his tongue sizzled with magic, and for a moment I thought I might black out from the sheer power of the pleasure he was giving me. My hands twisted in the bedding and I let out a desperate cry as the wave inside me began to crest.
Sean raised his head, his fingertips moving slowly and deliberately. “Release your magic,” he told me.
“I don’t know what the sorcerer magic will do if I release it,” I gasped. “You…Rogue…”
“Rogue’s gone downstairs.” He did something with his fingers that made me cry out. “Release your magic,” he repeated, and this time it was a command. “Come for me, beautiful girl.”