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Her mouth was heaven. Hot and wet like I knew she would be once I was fully seated between her legs. Raven increased both speed and pressure and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold out.
“I’m close,” I grunted, giving her fair warning.
My mate hummed around my hardened flesh, pulling at my testicles more forcefully. Unable to resist, I fisted her hair, jerking my hips. Tingling built at the base of my spine once more. I didn’t fight it this time, needing to come, to watch my mate swallow down every drop of what I gave her.
She gave no sign of discomfort so I continued chasing the powerful release I knew she would bring forth. My neck strained and I shouted her name as the first spasm hit like a godsdamned tidal wave.
I erupted down her throat, my vision blurring momentarily. Raven swallowed each pulse until I’d spent the last of my seed.
Once she released me from her swollen lips, I lifted her into my arms, stroking her back and nestling my face into the crook of her neck as I tried to catch my breath.
Raven shivered and I lowered a little further into the hot water. My legs bent so she could straddle them and more easily keep her face above the water line.
On a sigh, I closed my eyes, content to simply be in the moment and indulge in the feeling of holding my mate. Cuddling wasn’t something I ever subscribed to, yet I liked this.
Gods, I more than liked it. The sensation of her very warm, verynaked, body pressed against mine felt so right I knew it had to be. It didn’t take long for my thoughts to turn dirty as I pictured what I would do to her once I got her into bed.
Lifting my head, I was about to suggest we wrap up our bath when I heard a noise from behind. Instantly, I shifted into shadow form and created a barrier between Raven and the being who had startled us.
Burnt ozone hit my nostrils at the same time I realized Raven had already shot out a spell, one that had been met with the other’s own protective magic. Quickly, I solidified, hooking my arm behind me to pull Raven closer to my back.
“Tsk, tsk, lover,” Vera clucked from the doorway. “This is not the welcome I was expecting. It seems you forgot I was coming while you were busy … coming.” She laughed mischievously, radiating a bright smile between painted red lips. “Let me guess, it won’t be me who’s sleeping in your bed tonight.”
Raven stiffened against my back, then slid to angle her position, presumably to get a look at our visitor. My brain couldn’t come up with words fast enough and the three of us remained frozen, silent aside from the crackling of the spells still pushing against one another.
Fuck. This bomb needed to be diffused. Fast.
Chapter 19
Raven
Not ready to lower my spell, despite Casimir’s obvious familiarity with the witch, I used my other powers to scan her soul. The female’s electric blue irises glittered as she eyed me critically before scanning me in response.
I found nothing foul or corrupt so I erected a shield around the tub and dropped my attacking spell. It wouldn’t have killed her but it would have paralyzed the intruder for a short time. Having dropped it without warning, the other witch’s magic slammed into my shield and was inaudibly absorbed instead of repelled.
Her eyes widened a fraction. “How very,veryinteresting,” she spoke slowly as her hands petted the long chestnut braid hanging over her right shoulder. “Tell me, Cas, where in the heavens did you find a Dianic witch? They’re so rare in the Otherland, even one of mixed blood.”
Witches could feel witch blood in others. I wasn’t certain if she could tell what else comprised my makeup.
“You’re a Dianic witch. One who lives in the Otherland with hundreds of others of your kind,” he replied coolly.
“Yes, and my coven is the only one within a thousand miles of the Shadowlands. The witch behind you is not one I know.”
That response piqued my interest. “You’re from Eastbourne?” I questioned.
My mother had been in Eastbourne, a small neutral territory northeast of the Faelands, when she met my father. It sat beside a small glacial lake said to hold magical energies.
The coven there was the only Dianic coven Circe had ever spoken of, outside of the one she was born into in Earth Realm. A group of witches settled in Eastbourne long ago because it was a wealthy trading post of sorts with thriving markets and towns where they could sell their potions, medicines, and spellcasting services at a premium.
“I am,” she answered proudly. “Allow me to introduce myself since my darling Casimir here seems to be woefully out of sorts at the moment.”
My darling Casimir?I mentally snarled. That was almost worse thanlover.
“I am Vera of the Mirror Lake Coven. And you are?”
“Raven.”
“Of the … ?”
