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Silence falls for several moments, and I can hear Ven’s heart beating, taste her floral scent on the air, mixed with rain and the salt of the ocean.
“Back there at the bar,” she says, “Dante really thought you had a thing for me.”
My chest tightens. “Sure, all part of the plan. I knew from the expression on his face that he was going to give you a hard time. If I hadn’t claimed you he would have dragged you into the back.”
She shivers again. “So gross. He acts like women are possessions. He called me goods. Like I’m something you could buy at the grocery store.”
“Fauns are about the biggest misogynists you’ll find. I should have had you wait outside.” A flicker of regret moves through me again. I’d gotten Ven into a deal with a very dangerous man. I’ll have to make sure I get her out of it again.
“Maybe if we tell him about our little magical forcefield problem, he’ll give up?” She doesn’t look like she really believes it, and she’s right.
I grin. “Trust me, he’d be even more excited if I join in. That’ll just ensure we both have a miserable night.”
“Oh, fauns aren’t your type?” She raises her eyebrows and mirrors my grin.
“I don’t have a type,” I say quickly.
A day ago, it would have been true. But Ven reminds me of someone I cared for long, long ago. Someone who broke my heart, back when I still had one. Which brings me back around to needing to find Luciana and get Ven out of my life as quickly as possible. That’s what my brain says, at least. My body wants something very different.
“Really?” she asks, and there’s a challenge in her tone. She knows I’m lying.
This conversation has quickly veered into dangerous territory. What’s driving me crazy is that I can’t decide on a course of action. Part of me still thinks we should get naked and get it over with so my obsession with her will pass. Another part, a smarter part, tells me to keep my distance. The longer I spend around Ven, the closer I come to disaster.
But the way Ven is looking at me has my heart accelerating and my dick telling that smarter part of me to go fuck itself. I just don’t get it, the reaction she stirs inside me. I’m supposed to be the master of lust here.
“Yes, really,” I respond. I mean for it to come out matter-of-fact, but instead it comes out darker, more sultry. I lean toward her without conscious thought.
Eyes glued to mine, she reaches up and tousles her wet hair so it doesn’t cling to her quite as much. It’s grown even curlier in the rain. Droplets of water cling to her collarbone and the tops of her breasts, and her dress is absolutely glued to her curves.
“Well, I don’t have a type either,” she says. Her lips part slightly, and she worries her lower lip between her teeth.
That’s what pushes me over the edge.
I slide my hand around the small of her back and crush her against me. My lips move in towards hers, but I pause right before they touch. Hovering, breathing her in. Ven makes the tiniest of sighs and slides her thigh against the outside of mine, a move that presses her sweet core right up against my cock.
Our lips meet and I claim her mouth with my tongue. Soft, probing, penetrating. She tastes like orchids and the ocean. One hand moves down to her ass, grabbing a juicy fistful of it, and the other twists into her hair, tugging her closer to me. Ven groans and wraps her leg up and around me. Her hands move around to my back, up under my shirt, her nails digging into my skin.
I swirl my tongue once more and then move my lips to her earlobe, sucking the tip of it into my mouth and grazing it with my teeth. Ven shudders against me, and I move one hand to her breast, tugging down the wet fabric of her dress. My thumb circles over her nipple, which hardens instantly beneath my finger. I suppress a groan as my dick twitches and lengthens. My magic surges around us then, without warning, and Ven shudders again and lets out a small cry. Pleasure and ecstasy spike through my core. I can feel what she feels, the effect of my magic on her.
Which is something that’s never happened before.
I’ve never been affected by my own magic.
It takes a supreme amount of willpower, but I place my hand on her chest and step back. I can’t let this go on. Can’t lose control. I don’t know what this witch is doing to me, but I’ve got to get myself in check.
“Look at that,” I say, breezy and casual, “Rain stopped.”
