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Of course, she wasn’t pregnant. That seemed to be one of the saddest parts about Five Bridges. There were no children here. Human children couldn’t survive the transformation and she’d never heard of anyone in their world getting pregnant. It was a long-lived life, but without offspring.
Still, she felt as though sex with Grant had re-awakened her and she was in a terrible state of need. She thought about calling to him. Men tended to wake up with erections. But she didn’t know Grant very well and she felt embarrassed by her need.
But when she sat up, ready to get her day started, her thoughts went straight back to having Grant take her on the lawn, from behind. Her sex clenched heavily, and she pressed on her mons to keep from flying apart. What the hell was this?
To hell with it, she thought. She made her decision and left the bed.
The shower was running, and Grant was naked. What else did she need? She’d never known a man to turn down ‘morning’ sex, even if it was dark outside.
She headed straight to the shower. He had his back to the doorway, hands on the tile wall. The rain-head beat down on his back. He didn’t look relaxed at all. Something about the tension in his muscles gave her a hint.
“Hey,” she called out softly.
The look on his face was one of misery. “You’d better not come in here.”
She chuckled. “Are you kidding? If I don’t have you inside me in the next few seconds, I’m going to start screaming. I’m in pain with the need for sex. You up for it?”
He turned around and, yup, the man was hard as rock and no doubt in as much agony as she was.
Natalie flew the rest of the distance. Using levitation, she plastered herself against him. The water was way too cold, though, and she yelped. As he lifted her ass, then found her entrance, she reached out and adjusted the rain shower setting.
When he glided inside, she released a long, heavy groan. She wrapped her arms and legs around his body. He pinned her to the wall for support and began to pump.
All the memories of their time on the grass flowed back like a perfect fantasy porno.
His deep voice hit her mind. I won’t last long. Sorry, I’m—
Go for it. Oh, God, I’m coming.
The orgasm rolled like a searing, erotic wave through her. The pulses of her sex caused him to go faster, which ignited a second orgasm, then a third. There was a profound cacophony of noise in the shower, which she realized was a combination of her cries and his animal-like grunts.
Finally, the exquisite, piercing sensations began to abate. Grant’s movements slowed until he finally drew back. Though still connected, he pushed her damp hair away from her face. “Thank you.”
“Same here.” She explained the state she’d found herself in.
“Mine was no different. Even a cold shower didn’t help.”
“Ah, so that’s why the water was arctic.”
“Yup.”
She hugged him and laughed. “Okay. Okay.” She was breathing hard. “We’re kind of in this in the craziest way. Wow.”
“You said it.”
She nodded. “Okay. So what time do we meet Neil?”
“Nine.” He handed her the soap. “If we want a meal, and I definitely need one, we should get a move on.”
~ ~ ~
Grant was fuming. They’d only been at Neil’s for a couple of minutes and already the proximity was killing him. He didn’t want Neil anywhere near Natalie.
Neil wasn’t exactly the most attractive man just now. To Grant’s eye, the warlock looked like death on a slow, revolving spit. Still, he would be taking them to a belowground level in a small European-looking contraption that had to be over a hundred years old and really short of space.
“This is a French elevator,” Natalie observed.
Neil glanced back at her. “It is. It’s very old.” He stepped inside. “It’s also the only way down.” The elevator was made of wrought iron and was completely open to the air.
