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Chapter Twenty-One
Erik
Astrid lobs her magic at me, but not in the way she had the first night we’d battled. She’s not trying to hit me with it this time. She’s tossing it to me, like playing ball.
Through the joining spell, I can feel a line of energy between us, anchoring us from solar plexus to solar plexus. As she sends her magic toward me, it zips along the line until it reaches me. Her magic is golden and warm, like a small sun. It moves into me and flows through my veins. The sensation is entirely different than my dragon magic. My dragon is ice and mountains and cold wintry nights. My dragon is time and memory and wings. Astrid’s power is light and energizing. It’s not as heavy as my magic, but it’s just as powerful. I feel like I could bench press a building.
Testing it out in a slightly safer way, I raise my hand, draw on my focus, and levitate the bed off the floor. It’s a massive sleigh bed, solid wood frame with a high head and footboard, but it feels like lifting a feather. Astrid’s eyes grow wide for a moment as her resting places pops into the air, but then she smiles.
I set the bed gently back down on the floor. “Okay. Your turn. Are you ready for my dragon?”
She cocks one eyebrow and shoots me a challenging look.
I’ve never tried this before, so I wonder for a moment if my dragon will comply. It’s part of me, as Astrid’s magic is part of her, but my animal has a mind of its own sometimes. But I needn’t have worried—no sooner has the thought fully formed in my mind than my dragon practically leaps across the room for Astrid.
She stiffens as it roars into her. A tremble runs through her body and her eyes roll back in her head for a moment. I tense, ready to come to her aid. I realize this may not work as well in the reverse. I’m a shifter, after all, and Astrid is not. Her body may not be able to handle my dragon. When her head falls to her chest, I jump out of the chair.
A blast of power knocks me back in my seat.
Astrid raises her head, and her eyes glow silver with my magic. “I’m fine,” she says, her voice both breathy and reverberating with power. Another shiver runs over her.
“Are you sure?”
“I promise you, I’m fine,” Astrid says. A pulse of power rides on her words. “Your dragon…is this what it feels like to be you all the time?”
Astrid reaches up and runs her hands through her dark hair, then lets them trail down her body. One moves across her cheek, and the other moves down between her breasts sensually.
“Um, what exactly are you feeling?” I ask. My breath hitches and my cock hardens. Seeing Astrid’s eyes glow with my dragon is…intoxicating.
She closes her eyes and turns her head slowly back and forth as if listening, sensing, feeling. “Powerful. Dangerous. Your dragon wanted to be inside of me so badly,” she whispers. “And now it is…”
I get out of the chair in a hurry and stride for the bed. I guess I’m buying Josh a new house…
“Sit back down,” Astrid says, and the slightest gesture of her hand shoves me back down in the chair. Hard. “Let’s try something else.”
I open my mouth to argue, but when Astrid strips off her sweater, I shut it again just as quickly. She flicks her hand again and my sweater flies off over my head and joins hers on the floor. My blood starts to race, hot and quick. Astrid’s pants join her top, and then she’s wearing nothing but her lacy black bra and matching panties. I don’t have to be told to take off my pants. When she removes the last articles of her clothing and tosses them on the floor, I think my heart might explode.
Astrid starts by trailing the fingers of one hand across her left breast. As she moves it lower, across her torso and between her thighs, I feel a line of heat on my own body. My dick is standing as erect as one of the spruce trees outside. Astrid bites her lip as she watches me watching her.
When she swirls a fingertip over her clit, the spike of pleasure makes my cock twitch. Astrid gasps and her eyes flash an even brighter silver. I’m about to come just looking at her, let alone the joining spell syncing everything between us. She circles her finger softly, creating a wave of bliss that I can feel just as strongly in my own body, her eyes locked on mine the entire time. I’m tempted to touch myself, but I want to see how far we can go without it.
Astrid slides her middle finger down, gliding across the opening to her sweet core. My body shudders at the same time hers does, and a moan rises from my throat. When she slides her finger all the way into herself, she cries out and my cock twitches again, the first throb of climax building between us.
She moves faster, gyrating her finger in and out, creating a spike of ecstasy that arcs between us like electricity. Her body begins to glow silver like her eyes, the light coming off of her in waves, and the sounds she’s making are driving me over the edge. She leans back on her elbows, legs apart, her perfect breasts bouncing as she rocks her hips to meet her hand.
“Erik!” she gasps, and then the orgasm slams into both of us like a hurricane.
My back arches as my cock explodes and a yell escapes my lips. Across the room, Astrid’s scream mixes with my own. Her body shudders and shakes, and for just the barest of moments, it looks like she has wings. Like she had back in the cave. Then she falls limp to the bed as her pleasure fades.
I can’t move for a moment, but then I feel my dragon magic reenter my body. I stride across the room and crawl up on the bed next to Astrid, pulling her into my arms.
“That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced in my life,” I murmur, my lips finding hers, my tongue claiming her mouth.
When we break apart a couple minutes later, Astrid looks me in the eyes. “I had no idea your dragon was that strong,” she whispers. “That was… so intense.”
“And we didn’t burn the bed,” I say, moving my lips to her shoulder and nibbling along its edge. I glance at the clock next to the bed. “We may even have time to try a few more things. See what else we can do without lighting things afire.”
“Do you really think you can top that?” Astrid asks.
