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Chapter Twenty-Four

Astrid

The demon screams, a horrible, high-pitched wailing, as it shrivels and bursts into ash. I, however, stand in the fire completely unscathed. Because the joining spell still connects me and Erik, and he’d sent some of his dragon magic inside me so I can’t be burned by his fire.

My eyes widen as he sinks to the ground before me. He’s a bloody mess, and he growls as his legs hit the hard stone. He shifts back to human form and looks down at them. They’re both sliced at the backs of the thigh, right above the knee.

“Erik!”

I run forward, kneeling next to him. With my hands held out, I send a shot of golden magic into the wounds. Erik’s grimace relaxes as the pain fades. The slashes begin to close, and his tendons and muscles knit back together with my magic. In less than a minute, the skin is smooth again and you’d never know he’d just had his legs nearly hacked off by a demon.

Erik rises to his knees and I kiss him softly. My face is wet with tears. I didn’t even realize I was crying. “You saved me,” I murmur against his lips.

He pulls back and looks me in the eyes. They still glow silver from his dragon magic. “I thought I had lost you, Astrid.”

Then his lips meet mine again, but this time there’s nothing gentle about it. Erik kisses me desperately, as if he’s going to devour me. His tongue claims my mouth, and his hands are hard and rough on my body, pulling me against him, crushing me into his chest.

He tastes like smoke and flame, and I let out a moan of longing as his lips move down my neck. He yanks at my jacket and flings it off into the snow, and then there’s a tearing sound as he rips off my sweater. There’s snow piled up over the stone floor of the courtyard, but I don’t feel the cold against my bare skin. All I feel is heat as our magic flashes between us.

I tug off my bra and throw it to the side. Erik growls and moves his mouth to my nipples, first the left and then the right. I gasp as his tongue circles them, and they harden like points of diamond beneath his touch. My hands work at his clothing, and within moments he’s shirtless, and my eyes greedily rove over his tattooed muscles.

Erik pushes me back into the snow and yanks off my pants, then tugs down his own and throws them off to the side. He’s covered in soot and blood, as is the snow around us, and I shiver when I see the huge length of him, hard as the dagger lying a few inches away with my clothing. But much bigger.

My witch magic spirals up and around us. Erik growls, his eyes flashing silver again. He straddles me, and I wrap one leg up around his hips. One of his hands moves between my legs and he runs a finger over the entrance to my sweet core, then lets out a moan when he sees how wet I am. One finger slides inside me and my back arches up off the ground. He withdraws his hand and brings it to my lips. I take his finger into my mouth, swirling my tongue and sucking my sweetness off of it.

Erik lets out another groan, and then he drives his shaft into me.

We cry out together. I can feel his pleasure mixed with my own, feel the heat of his dragon. Flames whoosh out around us as he pulls back and thrusts in again. A storm of colored light flashes before my eyes, stars literally forming as my magic mixes with Erik’s flames. Gold and blue and purple light, shifting like the Northern Lights, wrapping around us with a sensation like soft fur.

Erik picks up the pace, grinding into me, in and out, back and forth. I wrap my other leg around his hips and buck my own in rhythm, deepening his thrust, taking him in as far as he can go. The snow around us begins to melt as the dragon fire burns, flaring out several feet in each direction. I’ve never felt anything like this. Not just the double sensation created by the joining spell and the flare of our magic. There’s also a closeness I’ve never felt with anyone in all my life. Like it’s not just our bodies joining, but our souls touching as well.

Ripples of bliss announce my orgasm faster than I would have thought possible. Cries rip from my throat with every thrust. Feeling my own pleasure along with Erik’s is too much. Too much in the best possible way. My body begins to shudder as the blossom of my climax unfolds.

And then it hits me like a supernova, and I scream as the most unbelievable ecstasy slams through me. Erik lets out his own yell and a final powerful thrust as he explodes within me. Magic pulses into the sky, and the flames burn even higher as wave after wave of pleasure move through us.

Finally, we collapse onto the stone, the snow long since melted, and the flames die out. Erik pulls me onto his chest, kissing the top of my head and then finding my lips and kissing me softly, sweetly. I want to tell him how amazing that felt, but I can’t even talk right now.

My phone begins to buzz in my pile of clothing a couple feet away, but I ignore it. Then Erik’s starts to buzz. Through my sex-addled brain, I feel a flicker of unease. When my phone buzzes a second time, I sit up and reach for it.

But Erik has faster reflexes. He picks it up, and his face turns ashen as he listens to the voice on the other line. My heart starts racing in an entirely different way than it had just moments ago, a spike of dread piercing my gut.

Erik holds the phone to his chest, and his eyes are haunted as they meet mine.

“It’s Luciana,” he says slowly. “The Night Guild…they attacked. They have Lilli.”

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