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Daya Crombie was a member of the Crystal Cauldron. She was younger, and was a bit flighty, but she was talented with fire magic. She was nice enough, though we’d never really become close and I found her kind of ditzy.

“What’s going on?”

“I don’t know. She’s stopped answering my calls. I know something’s wrong.”

“She missed the last meeting. Is she sick? What was her excuse?” I didn’t remember if Rowan had told us. I’d been distracted, sorting through email on my phone, trying to take care of wedding details.

“She never returned my call. When I finally did catch up with her—in the grocery store, of all places—she avoided my questions. Something’s off. I thought she might actually talk to you more than she will to me. Can you give her a call and see if she’ll spill the beans?”

I paused. “We’re not that close, but I can call her to ask her about her meal choice for the wedding. I can say we didn’t receive her preference card. I’ll do that tomorrow.”

“Thank you. I—” Rowan fell silent as Killian and Tarvish came tramping up the stairs. They washed their hands and then we all gathered around the table. As we fell into easy conversation, I tried not to think about the Covenant of Chaos. They were dangerous, a direct enemy of the Court Magika and all witches. And they were back in town, and by what it sounded like, ready to wreak havoc.

CHAPTERSIX

Istretched out on the bed, leaning back against the headboard, naked. Killian shed his clothing and crawled in beside me. He lay on his side, facing me, resting his right hand on my hip. He slid his fingers lightly along my skin as he reached around to cup my butt.

“Are you up for anything?” he asked.

“As long as it’s slow and easy.”

“What did Rowan have to say?” he asked, scooting closer and draping one leg over my thigh. He was already hard, and I reached down, stroking him to life.

“Save it for later. It’s disturbing news and I’d rather not focus on it right now.” I pulled him to me, kissing him deeply as I wrapped my fist around his cock. He cupped my breast, kneading it, responding as my nipple hardened.

“Oh trust me,” he said, his voice throaty. “You’re my only focus right now.”

The mood of the room shifted as the evening darkened around us. I closed my eyes, squeezing him firmly. He kissed me again, then lay me back as he slid down. He spread my legs for me, kissing my thigh from knee on up, each kiss aiming for my center, until he was hovering above my sex. With a triumphant laugh, he buried his face between my legs, licking and sucking as I writhed. His tongue set me on fire, and I felt like I was glowing—golden. I was slick, and as he continued, I rubbed my breasts, cupping them and circling the nipples.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I cried out, bucking against him. Then, without warning, I came, hard and sharp. I shrieked, surprised as the release hit me. But Killian wasn’t done. He rose up, his hands on either side of me, waiting as I caught my breath.

“Come inside me,” I whispered. “I want you inside.”

He wiped his lips on a tissue, then crawled between my thighs. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his lower back. He jostled to position himself over me, then—his eyes glistening—he thrust himself inside me, thick and hard, driving me open as he filled me up.

We held still for a moment, once again making that connection that only the combination of love and sex could bring.

“You’re my mate,” he whispered. “Say it. Promise you belong to me.”

Killian’s wolf nature had grown more alpha as our relationship deepened. He was about as far from a machismo asshole as you could get, but he was growing into his nature—into his place. He was due to take his place as an official Pack member shortly after my birthday, in the middle of January. He had waited for a while, until he knew they were the right Pack for him. I would be there with him, as his wife, to cheer him in—and I would become an auxiliary member of the Pack.

Les, his brother-in-law, had been the shaman’s apprentice until Tally got pregnant. Then the shaman had suggested Les step down so he could devote his time to his family. Les and Tally had gotten married and now they had twin girls who were nearly five months old.

“I belong to you,” I said, meaning it with all my heart. Ellison had been a nightmare. Killian was a dream. I kissed him as he began to move. He was thick, girthy, and I moaned as he thrust deep, then slowly withdrew, teasing me as he poised, the tip of his cock still barely inside my vagina. I tried to press upward, to entice him back in, but he held firm.

“You like that?”

Breathless, I whispered, “Please, fuck me.Fuck me hard.”

“You like it when I’m deep inside?” His gaze locked with mine and I could feel the wolf in him rising. He groaned, low and throaty. “You’re so freaking beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, all yours. I want your cock. I need you inside me,” I begged, the ache between my legs growing. I was hungry for him, so hungry, and I wanted him to never let me forget that I was his woman.

He smiled, feral and wild and gorgeous, and then plunged back inside me with one massive thrust, pinning me to the bed, reminding me that I was his and his alone. As he began to grind his body into mine, he reached down with one hand and began to stroke me again. The fire between us built, flaming higher and higher, and then, with one final roar, he drove himself home. The waves began to ripple through my body as I climaxed, the world spinning around me.

Killian growled, arching his back as he came. He stiffened, then collapsed into my arms, droplets of sweat falling from his body to mine.

I let out a long, contented sigh as he reached down to hold the condom tight as he withdrew. He rolled over, a smile on his face.

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