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“Care to elaborate on this mysteriouswe?” Was it the same group of immortals that Damian mentioned?
Gabriel shook his head. “I can’t, Cas. Don’t you see yet? Different rules bind us. It’s complicated, sweetness.”
“Then leave. I’m not–”
He approached so fast that my back smacked the wall as I flinched. “Listen, babe; shit just got a lot more complicated. We’re dealing with a vicious Voodoo witch who can take you and Gypsy down. Maybe your whole lineage. That’s serious enough for you–”
He let out a frustrated growl, stopped talking, and pressed his lips to mine. It wasn’t a fierce kiss. The briefest hint of passion danced on the edge, but he kept it reined in, letting a small burst of longing sear my skin. In that one simple kiss, so light and soft, an explosion of desire erupted between us. When our eyes met, I could sense his fierce fight for control over his body. Gabriel oozed sensuality and raw need, and I wished we could act on our desires.
But that couldn’t happen.
The ancestors blessed Gabriel, but something wasn’t adding up. Secrets. The past. My mother.
He kept his fingers from touching me, and I knew he didn’t want that hex bag or any Voodoo curse to come near me. The Lycan risked enough still holding the bag.
Gabriel moved in until we were chest to chest, only the towel separating our flesh, the exact opposite of what he should be doing, and lowered his head to my neck. Agonizingly slow, with aching determination, he dropped his nose to my throat and inhaled, sweeping down to my collarbone, across my bare shoulder, and then upward to my other ear. The scruff on his face brushed against my cheek before he placed an inch of space between us. Gabriel lightly panted. Like a dog who sensed a bitch in heat.
Fuck me.That was the hottest thing I had ever experienced.
“Spice. Power. Blinding energy. Magic. Female. Desire.” A low growl vibrated in his throat. He leaned in and inhaled again. The musky scent that was a cross between animal and man engulfed my senses. “A volatile cocktail that makes my cock twitch and my brain unable to focus.”
Holy shit.
Did he really admit that?
“Gabriel,” I moaned, unable to stop my response.
His teeth bared as his gums pulled back, a triumphant look entering his blue gaze. He seemed torn between acting on his desire and walking away. “You’ll understand soon, sweetheart,” he promised, and before I could react, Gabriel left.
Seriously. He spun around and walked out with the hex bag and didn’t say another word. Did he use seduction to distract me in order to leave with that Voodoo charm? What the hell?
He was the devil incarnate. So much worse than the vampire.
Slightly miffed, I exhaled a ragged breath.
Maybe I was more frustrated that he walked away without an explanation, but there was no time to follow. I had to meet Gypsy soon for the second night of Samhain. I promised her we would put last night behind us. With my ancestors’ extra blessing and protection spells, we should be safe.
In theory.
Magic was a temperamental little sprite who liked to misbehave. No one ever really had complete control. To think otherwise only tempted fate.
