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“You said you wanted things to stay professional, and I respect that.” She looks down a moment and shakes her head. “And honestly, in that moment, it wasn’t you I was afraid of.” Her eyes flick back up to mine. “I was afraid of myself. And what I might do.”
My dragon rumbles and a swirl of my magic wraps around us. The second it touches Astrid’s own magical aura, our link fires up again, the tiniest spark setting off an inferno. Astrid gasps.
“We’re still linked,” I say, my voice low and gravelly.
“It takes a while for the spell to wear off,” she responds. “And since I’ve never linked with a shifter before, I don’t know how long it will last.”
I take a step toward her. I can’t not move closer. I’ve been fighting this attraction from the beginning, trying to maintain my distance so I can do my job with a clear head. But now that we’re linked together…
“Are you still afraid?” I ask Astrid, my eyes locked on hers.
I take another step, my fingertips brushing against hers where her hand rests down at her side. She trembles as our magic sends sparks of light across the floor of the shed.
“Not anymore,” she whispers.
With a growl, I lift Astrid and carry her to the table behind us, setting her on top of it. She wraps her legs around me and our mouths meet in a desperate rush of heat. My dragon magic surges into her, and her witch magic surges into me. I can feel both my own urgent longing as well as Astrid’s, and I can feel both my hands on her body and how it feels to her, all tangled in a heady rush of power.
I move my lips down Astrid’s neck and she gasps, her legs tightening around me. Her arms wrap around the back of my head, one hand winding through my hair. I can feel the magic pulsing out of her sweet core, and my cock instantly gets even harder than it already was. My dragon growls again, and I wrap one arm around Astrid, lifting her slightly as I peel her pants off her with my other hand. I yank them halfway down her thighs, then set her back down on the edge of the table.
My teeth graze the soft skin of Astrid’s neck as my hand moves up the inside of her thigh. I can feel her heart accelerate as my fingers move closer. When I slide one along the slick exterior of her sex, Astrid gasps and arches off the table. Ever so slowly, I dip one finger inside her. She’s already so wet, it’s driving me insane. Through the link, I can feel her spike of pleasure like it’s my own.
I continue to bite slowly down the side of her neck as my finger picks up speed, gliding in and out of her. By the time my lips reach the tops of her breasts, I’m plunging in and out rapidly, curling my finger against her G-spot. Astrid’s orgasm is building, I can tell by the little gasps she’s making, her ragged breath, and the swirl of her magic I can feel inside me. I’m so hard that my cock is about to bust through my jeans.
When my teeth sink gently into the flesh at the top of her left breast, Astrid screams and her body convulses against me. It’s all I can do not to physically come myself as I feel her ripples of ecstasy through our bond. I continue pumping my finger into her, pushing her further, and I move my mouth back to hers so I can feel her gasps against my lips.
“Erik…” she groans into my mouth.
She tightens her legs around me again and shimmies forward. In one movement, I lift her and flip her down onto the floor of the shed. Astrid starts working at the buckle of my jeans. I had pulled her sweater down before, but now she strips that off, too, so I have a full view of her black bra and the perfect roundness of her breasts.
Astrid gets my pants undone and slides them down just enough to unleash my raging erection. Her fingers slide down the length of it and I shudder and growl. She somehow, I suspect with the aid of her magic, gets her pants the rest of the way off without touching them, and she hooks one leg up around my hips as I hover over her.
Our magic surges between us and I plunge into her in one swift move. Astrid cries out and pulls me closer, bucking her hips up to grind into me as I enter her again. The double wave of bliss as we merge together fully in physical form, along with our magic, is almost too much. A wave of heat rockets off my dragon, and blue flames shoot out around us. Astrid cries out again and for a moment I think I’ve burned her, but with the joining spell she’s immune to the heat.
The floor of the shed, however, is not.
Fire shoots out across the room. While my flames are magical, a combination of heat and ice, they can still consume organic material. Like the floorboards. And all of the firewood I just chopped.
“Shit!” I yell, pulling out of Astrid and lifting her out of the fire.
I pull her against me and we stare in horror for a moment, then Astrid raises a hand and shoots a blast of magic at the fire that’s quickly tearing across the small room. The flames die out, but the floor is charred. We stand there in silence a moment. My heart is racing and I can feel Astrid’s, too, as if they are in the exact same rhythm.
“Has that ever… happened to you before?” she asks slowly.
I shake my head. “No. That’s a first.”
We look at each other, and Astrid frowns. “It’s the joining spell, then.”
“We are literally too hot to handle.”
“That’s almost funny,” Astrid says, running a hand up my bare chest. “Except for how very problematic it is.”
I bend down and kiss her softly. “I’m sure we’ll figure something out.”
She clings to me, a shiver running over her. “I’ve never experienced anything like that in my life. That was…”
“Incredible,” I finish. “Truly.”
She shivers again, but this time it’s because of the cold.
“Let’s get you inside. It’s freezing out here.” We pull on our clothes and then I wind my fingers through hers and lead the way back into the house. I’ll have to send Josh some money for the damage. Hopefully he doesn’t ask too many questions about how on earth I set his shed on fire.
As we step through the back door, Astrid smiles up at me, and I find myself hoping what I’ve said is true. Nothing has ever felt so right as my magic paired with Astrid’s. But is it possible for something to be too good? Too strong?
What if we can’t solve this? What if our magic tears us apart?
